As soon as a few pleasant rains fell, the crops in the field grew like crazy. The forests and grasses on the mountain are also densely packed.

These days, Mai Hua often stands beside her own fields stunned, this year's difficult days are over, and then only the autumn harvest is left, Mai Hua gritted her teeth, and she can survive the autumn harvest. In short, the autumn harvest is not as urgent as the spring sowing, and Maihua will be much more relaxed regardless of whether someone helps her or not.

As soon as Mai Hua stood in front of the field, she was sad, and the days to come were still long, she was a woman's family, and such a large piece of land pressed on her body, and she couldn't breathe when she thought about it. When there was no land before, she was so longing for the land and loving the land, but now, she looked at the endless crops, and she hated these lands a little.

Just when Mai Hua was stunned, she inadvertently saw a man not far away looking at her, she looked up at the man, this is a man from Henan Tun, he is also standing in front of his own field, the two pieces of land are not far apart, only the ditch dug by the third uncle in the middle.

The people of Shandong Tun and Henan Tun have calmed down for the time being after several fights over the land, but they still have not relaxed their vigilance, and the autumn harvest is in sight, and they each patrol their fields with extra vigilance.

In the spring, Mai Hua seemed to have seen this man, and this man looked not much older than Da Kui. At that time, Mai Hua didn't have the heart to observe the man opposite, she always felt that the man opposite often looked at her. All this did not leave much trace in Maihua's heart.

As soon as a few rains fall, the grass and trees on the mountain are caged up, and it is the season to grow mushrooms. At this time of year, men and women go into the mountains to pick mushrooms, which they dry under the eaves of their homes and save for the winter.

Mai Hua went up the mountain, the black soil was still small, she couldn't take the black soil with her, so she tied a rope around the black soil waist, and handed over one end of the rope to Da Kui's hand.

The mushrooms in the wheat basket were already abundant, and at this moment she found a large circle of mushrooms in a bush, and the mushrooms all grew in groups, and when she found one, she would see a group. Mai Hua thought to herself that she could go down the mountain after picking this mushroom, and she pounced on the mushroom with some excitement. Just as she reached out to pick the mushrooms, she suddenly saw a poisonous snake spitting out a snake and spitting a snake letter at her. Mai Hua has been afraid of snakes since she was a child, she can not be afraid of tigers or wolves, but she is afraid of snakes, and she can't tell why she is afraid, especially when she looks at snakes so closely, this is the first time for her. She had seen snakes when she had gone up the mountain before, but it was far away, and before she could be afraid, the snake had crawled away. The snake looked thick and fierce, and Maihua screamed and fainted.

I don't know how long it took for her to wake up, only to find that she was being held in her arms. The man was trying to reach out and pinch her man, and she pushed the man away and sat up. She saw that it was the Henan person she had seen, but she still subconsciously said: Who are you?

The man shook his hand and said: Don't be afraid, I am from Henan Sixi.

Mai Hua panted and said, "What are you going to do?"

Sixi smiled and said: You don't have to be afraid, the snake has been killed by me.

Sure enough, Mai Hua saw the dead snake hanging from a tree branch.

Mai Hua also saw that the mushroom on the ground had been picked by Sixi and placed in her basket, and the mushrooms in the basket were already like a hill.

She looked at the Henan people Sixi half gratefully and half warily.

Sixi said: I know you, your name is Maihua, and the land of our two families is next to each other.

Maihua didn't want to say anything, she stood up and picked up the basket to leave.

Sixi also said, "If you are afraid of snakes, I will wait for you under that tree tomorrow when you go up the mountain."

After speaking, Sixi pointed to the oak tree on the hillside.

Mai Hua walked away in a heartbeat.

Sixi still said behind Maihua: Don't forget.

When she went up the mountain the next day, Mai Hua had almost forgotten Sixi's words, she thought that she and Sixi were just a coincidence, and besides, he was from Henan. When she walked into the mountain and saw the old oak tree, she remembered what Sixi had said. When she saw the oak tree, she saw Sixi standing under the tree, and Sixi was smiling at her.

Sixi said: I know that you hate Henan people, your family Dakui was injured by a blind bear in winter, which was seen by our Henan people. They didn't save your man, and I can't afford to look at them.

Mai Hua heard this and took a serious look at Sixi.

Maihua turned around, ready to walk in the other direction.

Sixi said: There will be no mushrooms over there, a few people have picked them over there just now, and there are mushrooms on this side. Maihua changed direction, and sure enough, Maihua found the mushroom. Sixi also bent down to pick mushrooms, but he put the mushrooms he picked in Maihua's basket, and Maihua looked at him in surprise.

Sixi said: I am alone, I can't eat much.

Mai Hua's heart skipped a beat again, but she stopped looking at Sixi.

Sixi still said: Everything outside the house depends on you as a woman, and it is not easy to do it.

Mai Hua listened to Sixi's words, her heart warmed a little, and then she was a little sour, but she still didn't go to Sixi.

Sixi said again: Such a large piece of land is enough for you, even men are tired and bent over.

Maihua really wanted to cry at this time.

Soon, with the help of Sixi, the wheat blossom basket was already full of mushrooms. Mai Hua walked back, she walked a way, and when she looked back, she saw Sixi standing there looking at her, she turned around and walked forward quickly.

In the days that followed, in order to avoid Sixi, she changed directions when picking mushrooms, and several times she had seen Sixi from a distance, and Sixi was rushing towards her, so she ran away as if she were leaving. She couldn't tell why she was so reluctant to see Sixi.

In the blink of an eye, autumn has arrived.

The harvest season suddenly became hectic. For a while, at the edge of the field, men shouted, women screamed, children cried, and it became a mess, and the harvest season was exciting and tiring.

In Maihua's field, Maihua was the only one busy, first cutting down the crops, and then going back and piling them together. When she took a breath and looked up, the sixth sense she knew that Sixi, a native of Henan, was looking at her. A large patch of crop had been cut down in the midst of them, and their eyes were unobstructed.

Mai Hua didn't have the heart to ponder Sixi's gaze, and her heart was already full of anxiety and chaos. She looked at the ripe crops, and she didn't know when she would be able to harvest them on her own.

The tiredness of the day made Mai Hua's back and legs hurt, and she walked home to be busy with the family's dinner. After eating, she couldn't lift her head, so she went to sleep. When the next day, she dragged her tired body towards her field, she could hardly believe her eyes, at first she thought she was in the wrong place, but when she looked left and right, she was sure that the field in front of her was her own, and she was stunned by the sight before her.

Overnight, large chunks of her family's land were cut down, and the crops were stacked neatly on top of each other. At this time, she noticed Sixi's gaze not far away, she looked over and saw Sixi smiling at her tiredly.

It was Sixi who helped her mow the ground at night, and her heart warmed up, this time she looked at Sixi for a long time, but Sixi turned her head and was busy with her own field.

On that day, Maihua's heart was filled with gratitude. When she was gasping, she subconsciously looked at Sixi, who was also looking up at her. She said to Sixi in her heart: Thank you, Sixi.

That night, Mai Hua lay on the kang after eating and did not fall asleep, and after thinking about it, she walked towards her field. As a result, she saw Sixi, who was burying his head and cutting quickly on her family's field.

She shouted: Sixi.

Sixi turned around, smiled at her under the starlight, and said: You go home and rest, I'll cut it all night.

Mai Hua stood behind Sixi and didn't know what to say for a while. A Henan person is helping her, what does she say?

Sixi saw that she didn't move, and said while busy: Maihua, go back.

Mai Hua thought that Sixi must have finished busy with her own land during the day and came to work on her family's land again. She thought, Sixi must not have eaten the rice yet. Thinking of this, she quickly walked home, she was outside, carried two hot cakes in her arms, picked up the sickle, Da Kui heard the movement in the house and asked: Maihua, are you still not stopping?

Mai Huadao: I'll cut it for a while.

Da Kui sighed, and his fist smashed again.

When Mai Hua handed the cake to Sixi, Sixi devoured it without any politeness. Sixi said while eating: Maihua, the cake you pasted is really delicious.

Sixi sweated like rain after eating the cakes, Mai Hua looked at Sixi's back in a daze, and wanted to call Sixi, but she didn't call out. He also waved his knife and cut it.

Sixi said: Maihua, you go back and rest, you will be busy tomorrow.

Maihua didn't answer, and cut forward next to Sixi.

Sixi raised his head and wiped his sweat, and Mai Hua also raised his head and gasped. Under the moonlight, the two looked at each other, and Sixi smiled and said: Maihua, you are so handsome.

When Mai Hua heard this, her heart moved. She even closed her eyes at that moment, she thought, no matter what Sixi wants to do at this time, she will agree, Sixi is helping her, she is just a woman, and there is no other way for her to repay Sixi.

When she opened her eyes, Sixi had already cut out a long way away.

At daybreak, another large crop fell.