At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, the people of Mao'er Village came to the fields one after another, and as far as the eye could see, most of the other fields were about half harvested, and only the one at the foot of the mountain was still yellow.

Out of helplessness, the insiders also came to the foot of the mountain early, looking at the fruitful scene in front of them, they couldn't lift their spirits at all.

"There are so many more, when will we finish them? Uncle Yan said it nicely, we have five or six people here, not to mention sending some villagers to help, just a few of us with little arms and legs, when will the harvest be finished? ”

When Liu Jianfang saw so many unharvested crops in the field, he put down his farm tools and complained with a distressed face.

"Okay, those people of them are not eccentric for a day or two, hurry up and work!"

Zhao Peng held his breath, and he didn't start lightly, saying that it was harvesting, some wheat was cut off from half of the waist, and a large part of it was left in the ground for those wild animals to eat.

Uncle Quan saw that everyone did not ask for leave today, and secretly rejoiced, he knew very well in his heart that these children were not used to doing such things, and it was very likely that they would not be able to do such a thing, so he found a gap to rest and looked at the situation of their harvest.

As a result, the further back he went, the more his brow furrowed.

Most of the crops here are cut in half and left in half, you must know that when the grain is delivered, people like wheat with long stems, and wheat like this is not qualified at all.

He clapped his hands vigorously, and the insiders who were sitting on the ground resting looked in his direction with displeasure on their faces.

"Uncle Quan, what's the matter?"

Zhou Yize stood up and shouted in his direction.

"It's okay, I'll go over and tell you!"

He thought about it, this place was a little far from the ground, and he was afraid that they would not hear anything.

Liu Jianfang turned his head and glanced at him, so he was so mysterious, did he really treat himself as a dish? It's just a farmer who is scavenging in the field, and when she is admitted to college, let's see if he can still be angry.

Slowly, Uncle Quan walked over step by step, and said to the six people sitting there:

"Kids, I know you're not used to doing this job, but didn't you stick to it last year? Stick to it again this year! ”

"Hey, Uncle Quan, look at what you said, when did we get lazy, aren't we still doing it here?"

Zhao Peng sneered, turned his head, and said in an unkind tone.

"Zhao Peng, what's the matter with you? Is this the way you talk to your elders? ”

Zhou Yize saw that Uncle Quan's face was not good-looking, frowned, scolded, and then turned his head to him and said:

"Uncle Quan, don't mind, they've been under a lot of pressure these days, and I'll apologize to you on their behalf if there's anything wrong."

Uncle Quan waved his hand, he originally wanted to be kind, but now he didn't have that mood, he just looked at those people coldly:

"When I harvested the crops last year, I told you that the wheat stubble was a little lower when you cut it, and you did a good job, why don't you remember it this year, do you want to chew and eat it yourself when the wheat stubble is halfway up? If you can't even do such a little thing, you still want to go to university? There is a lot of knowledge in it than this, and if you continue like this, let alone this year, you may not be able to pass the test for another ten years. ”

After speaking, Uncle Quan flicked his sleeves and left.

Zhao Peng got up from the ground, pointed to his departing back and scolded:

"You don't know anything about hillbillies, you deserve to be inferior to me for the rest of your life."

Zhou Yize didn't want to care about him anymore, so he skipped him and walked straight to Liu Jianfang and the three of them:

"Did you all hear what Uncle Quan said just now? Since you have decided to come here to do something, you might as well do it, otherwise, you might as well talk to Uncle Yan about canceling your college entrance examination quota directly and go home to rest! ”

Liu Jianfang and the three of them didn't speak, they lowered their heads one by one, and they didn't know if they listened.

Zhao Peng stood aside with an unconvinced expression, Zhou Yize glanced at him lightly, and didn't want to say anything.

He thought that Zhou Yize was underestimating him at this glance, and combined with the "qi" he had suffered these days, his face became hideous, and he hit Zhou Yize in the face with a fist.

Liu Jianfang, who was next to him, saw this scene and shouted, and Amy hurriedly ran to the field where Ming Ke was.

When they came over, the village party secretary also came here:

"Amy, what's going on, why did I hear Liu Jianfang say that Zhou Yize had a fight with someone."

"Uncle Yan, this matter is a long story, let's talk about it while we go!"

Amy swallowed and explained in detail what had just happened.

When the village party secretary heard this, he was very angry, and the rest of the time on the road was thinking about how to punish Zhao Peng.

By the time they reached the bottom of the mountain, the two men had stopped fighting, but their faces were painted and they stood in a row with their heads bowed.

He walked up to the two men and said:

"What is this for? Don't you want to stay in this village anymore? Yes? ”

"I was wrong, I'm sorry Uncle Yan, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Zhou Yize's tone was particularly sincere, Zhao Peng's fist just now aroused his temper, and he fought with him regardless of his hot head.

"Humph! Now that I think about it, it's causing me trouble? When you just got into a fight, didn't you think that you, as a scholar, don't you know what to say? Do you have to use brute force? ”

The village party secretary kept going back and forth in front of them, walking for a long time, and the fist hanging at his side clenched as if he had made a particularly difficult decision.

Then he raised his head and glanced at Zhao Peng, who had been keeping his head down and not speaking:

"I've heard people say that you listen to bulls, what's the matter? Quan Zi said that your two sentences are not right? I've seen the piece you just harvested, and that's what people do? Let you put down your books and work hard, you guys are fooling me like that? ”

"Uncle, I, I didn't!"

Zhao Peng felt a little unbearable on his face when he was said, and his head was lowered even more.

"There's no fart, I'll tell you, I've already decided, I'll go back today and ask my daughter to write a report letter, as for the content, it's about you being lazy and not working in the past few days, and not listening to commands. Picking quarrels and provoking trouble, fighting with people, if you are lucky, you can also take the college entrance examination......"

"Uncle, don't, I was wrong, I really know that I was wrong, can you not ......"

When Zhao Peng heard this, he was anxious, and turned his head to look at the two people who lived with him, afraid that they would have a mocking expression on their faces.

"It's late, let me tell you, if you want to take revenge on me for this, think about Sun Wei's fate in advance, don't send yourself to prison when people don't retaliate."

After speaking, the village party secretary snorted coldly and left.

Zhao Peng suddenly sat down on the ground like a deflated balloon, and there were only two words left in his heart, "It's over".

Things are like this, no one has any sympathy for him, Zhou Yize didn't look at him, and waved his hand to beckon everyone to work.

With Zhao Peng's "chicken", the remaining monkeys who know the youth also stopped thinking about fooling. They did it in accordance with the standards of last year's harvested grain.

By noon, Amy had already brought the meal to the table, and Grandma Wang and Niuniu had not yet returned, she looked anxiously at the courtyard door and paced around the door.

"Don't worry, Grandma Wang, they should be back soon, otherwise, I'll go out and look for it."

Minke stood up and walked over to her.

Amy hesitated and nodded.

As soon as he opened the courtyard door, Grandma Wang walked back with Niuniu with a disgraced face.

Amy hurriedly ran to them and helped Grandma Wang.

"Grandma, why did you come back so late today?"

"Hey, I'm old and useless, and I can't stand it after a little bit of work."

Grandma Wang looked a little tired, sat on a stool in the courtyard, took the water cup handed over by Amy, and took a sip of water.

"Grandma, if you don't talk to Uncle Yan, don't go these days, we'll be busy after a while. Go to your field again. ”

Amy said to Grandma Wang with a worried face.

The old man waved her hand, barely holding up a smile:

"No, you and Xiao Ming have to review and prepare for the college entrance examination after finishing the work in the field, how can you waste all your time on me?"

Grandma Wang put her hands on her two knees, rubbed them, closed her eyes for a while, then raised her head to look at the two of them, and said:

"Okay, don't worry, I'm old, I'm sick, just slow down, let's eat first, sleep well after eating, and only have the strength to work in the afternoon!"

Amy, Ming Ke and Niuniu all looked worried, standing at the table and hesitating, and finally Ming Ke glanced at Grandma Wang, sat on the stool, picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a cake, "Eat!" ”

The two of them sat down slowly.

In the afternoon, Amy and Niuniu were still napping, and Grandma Wang quietly left the house on crutches.

She knew that her movements were slow and she earned less work, and she also knew that thanks to Amy's presence during this time, she and Niuniu could eat enough.

To tell the truth, Grandma Wang felt very guilty, and said that she would let her bad old woman take care of their two children, but now she let a little girl support the family.

Thinking that she could exchange for a little more food by earning an extra job, Grandma Wang came to the field early.

The village party secretary did not take a nap at noon today. He walked on the ridge and watched the harvest as he calculated how many days it would take to finish.

At this time, a black shadow came into his eyes, he walked towards the figure, and found that it was Wang Pozi, looking up at the big sun that was scorching the dead, the village party secretary couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Auntie, why are you here so early, I'm afraid that such a big sun will cause heat stroke, you better go back and come back later!"

Grandma Wang heard the voice, turned her head to look, and found that it was the village party secretary.