After a while, Liu Er and his party left, Song Yuhua looked a little inexplicable, thinking that they would make trouble for themselves, but now it seems that they have thought too much.

Approaching noon, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, Song Yuhua wiped the sweat on his face, withdrew his eyes from Song Yaozu who was hiding under the tree on the side, threw the hoe, squatted on the ground and took the kettle brought from home and poured a bowl full of cool and thirst-quenching eagle tea, gurgling a few times and pouring it down, and suddenly felt that the heat dissipated a lot.

"It's getting hotter." Song Minggen said, pulled up his clothes and wiped his face, but he still felt hot, so he simply took off his short sleeves and threw them on the ground, and continued to dry shirtless.

"Yes, it's only June, and in July and August, it's going to be even hotter."

Lin Xiaofang glanced at the sky, the hand holding the hoe became weaker and weaker, and it took a lazy half sound to remove two grasses.

Song Yuhua didn't talk, and finally stayed up until noon, and with the shouting of the production captain, everyone picked up their hoes and turned around and walked towards their homes.

When she got home, Lin Xiaofang didn't want to move, so she took a fan woven with bamboo strips and fanned the wind, sat on a small bench and instructed Song Yuhua to let her cook.

Song Yuhua was also reluctant in his heart, the weather was already hot, and he had to burn a fire for cooking, so wouldn't it be even hotter. But in action, Song Yuhua can't refuse.

I cooked a big pot of rice in the morning and there was still a lot left, but it saved a lot of work. Song Yuhua went directly to the vegetable field next to him to pick a handful of greens and a few arm-thick cucumbers, and went back to the kitchen to cook a bowl of green vegetable soup over a few fires, cut the cucumbers into small pieces and mix them with salt and chili oil, and lunch was ready.

When the meal was served, Lin Xiaofang first served a bowl of rice to Song Minggen and Song Yaozu, and then it was her turn, as for Song Yuhua, it was good not to let her serve her own rice.

As soon as he took a bite of rice, Song Yaozu shouted, "Why is this rice cold?" ”

Lin Xiaofang's eyes widened, and just as he wanted to reprimand, Song Yuhua spoke first, "It's just right to eat cold on such a hot day, if you want to eat hot, you can use soup to soak rice." ”

Song Yaozu and Lin Xiaofang were suddenly speechless.

After lunch, it happened to be the sunniest time, the sun was so hot that people were dizzy, and the captain said, wait until it was not so sunny to go to the ground, and it would be the same if you went back later. Be diligent and find a cool job, but if you are lazy, you will go straight to a nap.

Song Yuhua yawned and returned to his room, lay on the bed and squinted for a while, but still struggled to sit up, took the book borrowed from Feng Jing and looked at it carefully.

Although she has some foundation, she has too many things to learn, and she doesn't have enough time, so she has to race against time.

In the middle of the afternoon, the sun was not so hot, and it was time to get busy in the field, Lin Xiaofang was urging outside, Song Yuhua hurriedly put the book out of the house at will, and turned his head to see that there was no one else.

"What about Song Yaozu?"

"Yaozu said that he was not feeling well, and he was afraid that he would have some heat stroke, so he would not go in the afternoon." Lin Xiaofang explained while picking up the hoe.

Song Yuhua is in the black line, she didn't say anything about heat stroke as a girl, Song Yaozu, a strong young man, actually said this kind of excuse, it was really to be lazy and not want to be cheeky, so that Lin Xiaofang and Song Minggen still believed it.

As soon as he put the hoe down, Song Yuhua also played Laipi, covering his forehead with a weak look, "Oops, my head is so dizzy, I also have heat stroke, it's so uncomfortable." ”

However, Lin Xiaofang didn't believe it at all, "Phew, you are a lazy person, and you want to be lazy, don't you, let me tell you, there is no door." ”

As he spoke, he was about to reach out and pinch Song Yuhua's ears, but Song Yuhua saw that this was enough, so he picked up the hoe and ran out.

Lin Xiaofang was still scolding in the back, Song Minggen couldn't listen to it anymore, and urged impatiently, "Let's go." Lin Xiaofang changed the subject.

Because I went late, I came back later, the sky was already dark, and I could still see the road in the fog, and the oil lamp at home had been lit, emitting a faint shimmer.

Song Yaozu lay on the table, and when he saw Lin Xiaofang coming back, he called: "Mom, I'm hungry, hurry up and cook." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll do it." Lin Xiaofang replied with a smile, turned his head and said to Song Yuhua: "Burn the fire." ”

In this era, most men think that cooking and housework are women's work, even if they are hungry or unaccustomed to it, they will not do it, they will only shout for the women in the family to solve it, Song Minggen is like this, Song Yaozu is also like this.

After dinner, washing dishes and cleaning up the kitchen is still Song Yuhua's job, and after she finished cleaning up, she scooped half a basin of cold water from the water tank, washed her face and feet, and then returned to her room.

Song Yuhua's bed is particularly simple and old-fashioned, it is built with a wooden board, a little narrow, about one meter two, with a layer of straw on it, and then a sheet on it, it is a bed.

Sitting on the bed, Song Yuhua habitually wanted to take out a book to study, but this time, she couldn't find the book she had read during the day, and there was not much in the small room, which could almost be said to be at a glance.

Song Yuhua searched every corner but didn't find the book, she calmed down, and thought carefully, she left the room like this after reading it at noon, it stands to reason that the book should be on her bed.

If you change the book at another time, you will lose it, but if you don't finish reading it, she won't say it, she still borrowed it from Sister Feng Jing cheekily, no matter what, she can't lose it.

Frowning slightly, Song Yuhua couldn't help but think, how can a good book be put in the room, how can it be said that it is gone, unless...... It was taken by someone.

With this suspicion, Song Yuhua immediately thought of Song Yaozu, who lied about heat stroke at home in the afternoon.

His face sank, Song Yuhua went out of the room directly and came to Song Yaozu's door, patted the door a few times, and soon Song Yaozu opened the door, he stood at the door, "What's the matter?" ”

Song Yuhua didn't go around the bend with him, and asked bluntly, "Did you enter my room in the afternoon and take away my books?" ”

"No, I haven't seen any of your books."

In the face of Song Yaozu's denial, Song Yuhua didn't believe it, her eyes narrowed, she pushed the door open violently, her eyes bypassed Song Yaozu, and the next second, she saw her book that was thrown on the ground at random.

"You still say you didn't take it!" Song Yuhua glared at the person in front of him, and now he has obtained the stolen goods, see how he quibbles.

However, Xu hadn't seen him for a long time, Song Yuhua overestimated the thickness of his face, and saw Song Yaozu sneer, "Isn't it just a broken book, who is rare." ”

As he spoke, Song Yaozu stepped forward to pick up the book and threw it directly towards Song Yuhua, the pages of the book flew indiscriminately, Song Yuhua was shocked, and subconsciously clamped it with his two palms, and with a pull, most of the page of the book was torn off.