At the end of the day, half of the rice in the rice field was harvested, and on the empty field, some fields had already cut rice, some did not, and the air was filled with a strong smell of rice.

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The chicken sings three times and the sky is bright, and the rice bowl and tea bottle are arranged.

The lover was afraid of urging the plough early, so he pulled the window to see Hyosung.

During this time, everyone got up before dawn, the sky was slightly bright, and there was no time to go home to eat at noon, and the family sent the food to the field, and they had to work as soon as they finished eating, and the whole person lost weight in a few days.

Chu Xiumei has to guard the rice drying at home, and she has to call people to cook, and Ran Wenyue has led the others to be busy with the autumn harvest.

Several members of the escort team began to compete in the field, and the captain of the escort team, Wang Yi, moved lightly and skillfully, only to see him spread his legs, his right hand tightly picked up the sickle, and his left hand picked up a handful of rice, brushed and brushed, and the sickle slashed hard from left to right, and a row of heavy rice fell at his feet, and after a while, a long strip of rice lay flat and neatly behind him.

"Head, you're too fast!" Yu Fei looked at Wang Yi, who was about to fly with the scythe, and sighed, and his hand also sped up his movements, keeping chasing.

Wang Yi left everyone far behind, he looked at Yu Fei and shouted, "Hurry up, man, I'm waiting for you here." ”

"Wait, head! Is it really the first time you have gone down to the field to cut rice? Looking at the captain who was getting farther and farther away, Zhang Da couldn't help but scream. He bent his body, stood upright with a pair of legs, and danced his sickle slowly, although it was very difficult for a man, but he could not cut it quickly.

Chen Lin hurriedly chased after Zhang Da's side, brushed and brushed, and in a few clicks, cut the large piece of rice next to him to the ground, and kept laughing, "Hey, hey, Zhang Da, I'm better than you." Didn't you say that you only need strength to cut rice, but you can show off your skills today? ”

Looking at Chen Lin, who surpassed him, Zhang roared, picked up the sickle and output wildly, and chased after him.

"Hahaha, I'm here, how is it! Lao Tzu didn't eat dry rice for nothing. Zhang Da breathed a sigh and chased directly behind Wang Yi, looking at the few people who were thrown behind him, he laughed, and his hearty laughter floated in the fields.

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Looking at them, the other people were also full of energy, and in the competition with each other, the speed of everyone was getting faster and faster, and the people who followed behind to pick up ears of rice also ran faster and faster, and soon picked up a basket.

The faster the rice cutter, the threshing person looks at the more and more rice around him, and he also throws off his arms and works hard, for fear of falling behind too much.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon, although it was autumn, but the air was dry at noon, the sun was also hot, and the rice was roasted by the sun, and the hot gas erupted, and the leaves and grass residue were itchy and painful.

Chu Xiumei took people and set up an ox cart to deliver food, and stood on the ridge and shouted, "It's time to eat!" ”

After a morning of fierce competition, everyone stopped, their arms were sore, their backs were sore, and their backs were almost so painful that they couldn't stand up.

"Let's all rest, drink some water first, eat and rest, change the sickle, and then cut." Chu Xiumei looked at them and said softly.

Ran Wenyue walked over and picked up the kettle without saying a word, raised it, gurgling, and drank most of the pot in one go, "Ha!" Refreshing! ”

"Ahem!" Chu Xiumei looked at Ran Wenyue's big grin, and reminded helplessly.

"Mother, what are you going to eat today! I'm so hungry! Ran Wenxing walked over and hugged Chu Xiumei's arm and asked.

Chu Xiumei touched his head lovingly, "At noon today, I will eat stick noodle porridge, green onion cake, stewed beans, and your favorite braised pork." ”

A group of people each found a shaded place to sit down, took their rice bowls and began to eat. Which ones have become pro, the couple raised money to eat together, all kinds of care, affection, and seeing which single dogs are sour.

Chu Xiumei looked at the movements between the couples, turned around, and looked sad.

While eating, Ran Wenyue looked at the golden rice in the field, and after discovering her mother's strange appearance, she could see at a glance that this was her mother, looking at the love of other people's husbands and wives, and wanted to go to her father Ran Qingshan, she suddenly asked: "Mother, how many catties of rice can you harvest this year?"

Hearing Ran Wenyue's question, Chu Xiumei came back to her senses, thinking about the rice she had recovered in the past few days, and then looked at the field, and said with a smile: "This year is a bumper harvest!" It has to look like 2,000 pounds. It's the first time in my life that I've received so much rice. ”

"Two thousand catties, it's more than expected!" When Ran Wenyue heard it, she was also a little surprised.

"Excluding taxes this year, we still have a lot of money ourselves." Chu Xiumei said with a smile.

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After the group finished eating, they continued to work again, Chu Xiumei cleaned up with the food delivery person, and returned home with the rice and food boxes in an ox cart.