A banquet announced that the Song family had officially entered the upper echelons of Yulin County.

After a few light rains, the winter wheat harvest officially began when the weather cleared.

The golden wheat swayed in the wind in the field, forming a ** wheat wave, announcing the news of a good harvest.

At the head of Songjia Village, the figures were busy in full swing, with a very energetic body and a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Don't say it, this winter wheat is really a good thing!" A villager faces the humanity around him.

"If this crop of wheat is planted, at least a few taels of silver can be dug out of the field!"

"Planting a crop of corn is enough for our family to have a good year."

The person next to him answered, "This winter wheat has even been rewarded by the Lord Long Live Lord, can it be worse!" ”

"Don't say it, the old Song family has really done a good thing for the people of the world, and now when I go out and say that I am from Songjia Village, I feel that I have face on my face!"

"When we Songjia Village people go out, the body is twice straight, twice straight!" In the adjacent plot, a villager shouted loudly.

Such scenes in the fields are not uncommon, either lamenting the affluence of life or lamenting the work of the Song family's winter wheat.

At this time, the Song family, which was talked about by the people, was also busy harvesting wheat.

On the ground, Old Man Song is distributing the amount of tasks, "The eldest is yours to have this piece of land, the second is yours, and the third is here." ”

"Da Lang, Erlang, San Lang, one person with two ridges, the eldest daughter-in-law, the second daughter-in-law, the third daughter-in-law, Huiying one ridge per person."

"Yuan'er, Rong'er, Mo'er, Shiro, follow behind to gather the harvested wheat."

"Daddy!" Song Chengyi made a bitter gourd face and couldn't help complaining, "We have subordinates in our family, and there are so many long-term workers, can we work in the fields by ourselves?" ”

"Isn't this self-inflicted!" Song Chengyi spread his hands and looked at Old Man Song helplessly.

"You know what!" Old Man Song glanced at it.

"Our Song family is now an official, and we have to do this kind of thing by ourselves, so that we can feel the suffering of the people."

"You can't let yourself indulge because your family has money, eat and drink nonsense, eat and drink with big shoulders and round waists, and you can't lift your hands and shoulders, this is what hurts you!"

Old Man Song turned his back and announced, "In the future, our family will contract out other land, and these forty acres will be left from the family." ”

"It is to exercise and train you, let you work diligently, and do not forget to dig wells, we are officials, and we can't forget our roots, forget our own heels!"

"What is the cultivation and reading of the heirloom, that is, reading while farming, we must pass on the Song family, the spirit of cultivating and reading the heirloom, forever."

"This will be our Song family's family rules in the future." Old Man Song waved his hand and laid down the family rules.

Song Chengyi sat on the ground with his buttocks, extremely deflated, and slapped his left hand lightly on his face, "My stinky mouth!" ”

Just because he asked more, he would have to do farm work every year in the future, he was really ......

Owe that!

Song Chengzhong looked at Song Chengli, who was bending over to cut wheat, and then at Song Chengyi, who was sitting on the ground sighing, and his eyes rolled.

discussed, "Dad, the private school over there is almost finished, I want to go over and follow Zhang Luo Zhang Luo, this matter is also very busy, see if you can ......"

"Alas!" Song Chengzhong didn't wait for Old Man Song to speak, he sighed first.

"This family rule that my father said is good, and I raise my hands to support it, but I ...... about this There are so many of them, and if you really fix the left, you can't fix the right, so ......"

Song Chengzhong looked at Old Man Song expectantly.

Old Man Song reluctantly turned his back, the eldest is still the boss, the second is still the second, the third is still the third, except for the unity point, the small problems on their bodies have not changed, especially the boss, the second.

"It's a serious matter over there at the private school......

As soon as Old Man Song spoke, Song Chengzhong couldn't help but show joy.

I only heard Old Man Song continue, ""This side of the field is also a serious matter, finish this side first, and then go to work over there." ”

"Hey, hey, hey!" Song Chengyi laughed.

"Big brother, I can't leave, don't think about leaving, listen to our father's words, and work in the field honestly."

As he spoke, he patted his ass and got up, picked up the scythe and cut it quickly.

Song Chengzhong looked at the people of the Song family who had already started, and silently returned to the area he had assigned and got busy.

At this time, a villager passed by and saluted in the direction of Old Man Song, "Lord County, why are you still doing your own work?" ”

Old Man Song waved his hand and said angrily, "It's all from a village, don't do that, it's still the same in private, just call the old man." ”

"It's not a good day, and the family is not busy, take them out to do a job, when it's exercise, you can't be an official, and you forget your book."

"We're still authentic countrymen."

When the villagers heard this, they immediately gave a thumbs up, "The old man's mind and bearing are really speechless." ”

"That's okay, I'll go over to work first, and I'll visit the old man another day."

After the people left, Old Man Song also picked up his own sickle, found a ridge and began to cut it.

Don't look at the old man in his fifties, but his body is not bad at all, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he should be old and strong.

…………

At the end of the day, more than a dozen members of the Song family worked hard for a day, and finally harvested one-third of the wheat.

At this time, Li Zheng's eldest son ran over and arched his hand, "Uncle Zude, the threshing floor has been prepared for your family, so let's find someone to drag the wheat over." ”

Old Man Song waved his hand, "No, let the villagers go to the threshing floor." ”

"My family's wheat is dried in my own workshop."

"Now, the weather is not good, it can't be said that it will rain again that day, let the villagers hurry up and dry it!"

Knowing that the Song family had a place to dry wheat, Li Zheng's eldest son was not in Kedao, so he turned around and went to arrange the drying work of other villagers.

On the fifth day after the Song family finished harvesting the wheat, a heavy rain came as scheduled.

"Alas!"

Song Qingmo pushed open the window and sighed lowly, "This rain is really not the right time, there are still many households in our village whose wheat has not been dried, if the rain is too heavy, it will definitely affect the final harvest!" ”

"yes!" Song Qingyuan nodded slightly.

Even Song Qingmo began to worry about the country and the people, and it seems that the education of Old Man Song from time to time has played a decisive role.

"There have been more than a dozen rains in Qingming this year, and if it continue......s," Song Qingyuan was more worried.

Drought and flood are the most affecting to the grain harvest, whether it is not raining or it rains too much, it is not a good thing for the common people.

Songjia Village is supported by the winter wheat harvest, and it will not hurt the muscles and bones, so it is difficult for other people to say!

If the year's harvest is wasted, it will be frugal, and the children will be sold at the worst, which is not an exaggeration in ancient times!

What's even more terrifying is ......