At noon that day, Shu Nuan made a delicious lunch for the family using the only ingredients at home.

In May, the temperature began to rise significantly, and the sun was burning in the afternoon.

Today, the sun is still shining, and people can't open their eyes.

Shu Nuan finished cleaning the dishes and chopsticks, looked up at the sun in the sky, and turned back to the house.

"Grandma, the sun is too hot, you guys take a nap first, and we'll go out later."

She doesn't care about herself, but the old and the young in the family, she is really afraid that those two will be exposed to problems.

Wu Huihong only hesitated slightly, then nodded in response.

"It's okay, we don't have much land, so don't be too anxious."

"Well, let's rest first."

Shu Nuan watched the other party enter the house, and he turned around and went to the small vegetable patch behind the house.

After a busy half a day, the sun in the sky was no longer so hot, and the family of three went out together.

Wu Hui carried the basket on her back and held a sickle in her hand: "Rapeseed will be beaten again in two days, and I want to harvest wheat today." ”

"Okay."

Shu Nuan shook the flat pole in his hand that picked wheat for a while.

In their place, when the rapeseed is ripe, the wheat is almost ripe.

Other families had already finished harvesting wheat last week, and their wheat harvest was too late now.

After leaving the village, busy figures can be seen everywhere in the fields.

Shu Nuan followed behind her grandmother and came to the hillside where her wheat field was located.

On this hillside, because of the distance from the water source, every household grows drought-tolerant crops. Each family's needs are different, and the crops they grow are naturally different.

The yellow soil under your feet and the variety of wildflowers everywhere you are treading on are cool.

Shu Nuan looked at the corn planted in another field not far away, and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Grandma, the corn has already been tasseled, it should have grown almost the same, right?"

She always felt that the corn she bought outside was not as delicious as her own, and besides, corn was still quite expensive to sell outside in this season.

Wu Huihong glanced back at her, and then also looked at the cornfield not far away.

"It should be almost, take some back when you leave in a while, and cook it in the evening."

"Hmm."

Shu Nuan bowed slightly.

Shu Zheming, who was beside her, also nodded happily.

Every year when the corn is ripe, fresh corn becomes the darling of the dinner table.

While a few people were talking, they had arrived at the wheat field before they knew it.

The wheat field of my house is only more than one acre, but because it grows well, when the mountain wind blows, there is a feeling that the wind blows the wheat waves.

"Alright, let's get to work. Count as much as you can today. ”

Wu Huihong took the lead in taking the sickle and walked to the field and began to bend down to harvest the wheat.

Because it is to be carried down the mountain with the wheat stalks, I do not plan to clean the wheat stalks in the field again, and try to cut the wheat roots as close to the wheat as possible when harvesting.

Shu Nuan took a deep breath, buttoned the straw hat hanging on the back of his neck on his head, and followed him into his field with a sickle.

In fact, it is said to be a sickle, but it is a meniscus shape, and the edge of the knife is not a smooth blade like a kitchen knife, but a knife edge with a gear, similar to a curium.

When harvesting wheat, bend down and drag the stalk in one hand, and hold the sickle in the other hand and lift it up diagonally, and with a "click" sound, it is easy to cut the hollow stalk.

Cutting wheat is not strenuous, but it is still somewhat tiring to bend over and work for long periods of time in the sun overhead.

And when these ears of wheat poke the skin on their bodies, they are still very itchy, and the more you reach out to scratch them, the more itchy they become.

I came to cut wheat today and wore long sleeves, which was not only hot but also stuffy.

After bending over to cut the wheat for a long time, Shu Nuan stopped and moved his neck with one hand to support his waist.

At this time, she was already sweating profusely, and her face was also flushed with sun

"It's just summer, and it's so hot."

She sighed softly, took off the straw hat from her head, and fanned herself with the brim.

Wu Huihong also stood up, and after wiping the sweat on her forehead, she said hello: "Drink saliva first and rest for a while." ”

Afterwards, the three of them went to rest under a mulberry tree more than three meters high at the edge of the field.

There is no place to sit here, and the three of them can only sit on the ground.

The three of them didn't pay much attention to this, and each took out their own bottles of water from their back baskets.

Shu Nuan drank the cold white in his plastic bottle, secretly thinking that he must boil some mung bean soup tomorrow and bring it out.

While the three of them were breathing, the busy villagers in the distance also began to sit around and rest one after another.

Shu Nuan looked at the results of his busy work for more than an hour, and then looked at the side where his grandmother was harvesting, and sighed helplessly.

"Grandma, I thought I was the fastest at cutting wheat, but I didn't expect you to be faster than me."

"I've been farming for decades, what do you say?"

Wu Huihong did not answer her question directly, but looked at her and smiled gently.

Shu Nuan naturally knew that she was inferior to her grandmother in farming, so she didn't continue to dwell on this issue.

Although she is a little slow in harvesting wheat, her own strength is not small, at least more than that of the old man in the family.

By this time most of the wheat had been harvested, and the rest would be ready to be harvested before dark tonight.

So, after she put down the plastic bottle in her hand, she said to Wu Huihong: "Grandma, I'll pick some back later, so as not to pile them up in the ground for a while." ”

Now that the wheat that had been harvested on the ground had been piled up, it would be difficult to put any more of them.

Wu Huihong responded: "Okay." ”

After resting for about half an hour, the three of them put on their straw hats and continued to work.

"Obviously, help me bring the cut wheat, I want to tie it up."

Shu Nuan greeted her younger brother and reached out to pick up the wheat at her feet.

Shu Zheming nodded with a flushed face, and then quickly helped to carry the wheat over.

Shu Nuan pressed the wheat stalk with one hand and tied it with the hemp rope with the other.

After tying two large sheaves of wheat, carry them on your shoulders with a flat pole.

"I'm leaving."

Wu Huihong stopped harvesting wheat in her hand and turned her head to look at her, and said softly: "Well, pay attention to safety on the way down the mountain, don't slip." ”

"Don't worry."

Shu Nuan nodded, and easily picked up the wheat and left.

She was not the only one who carried the wheat down the mountain, and after greeting the friendly ones who had passed by her, she walked steadily down the mountain.

The heat made her cheeks crimson, and the sweat on her forehead kept running down her cheeks, but the joy of the harvest filled her face with an uncontrollable smile.