Chapter 316: Autumn Harvest (800 Additions)

The old man saw Xia Mo like this. So he happily agreed, and early the next morning, he took the princes and the Manchu and Han ministers who went to the study, and went to the Zhuangzi of the eighth master to inspect the autumn harvest.

The old man made an enthusiastic speech about the autumn harvest in the Zhuangzi, which attracted a burst of warm applause from the villagers, and then inspected the Zhuangzi of the old eight, which was very good, a thriving, the wheat field was golden, and the old man felt pleasing to the eye when he looked at it, and the side would be interesting and naturally would take the opportunity to tout, the old man's benevolence governs the country, and the world is determined...... Hearing this, the old man laughed for a while, and he was full of spirit!

The princes looked at the eighth child angrily, first they used a side fortune to make their people unable to live, and now they have attracted the old man to come to see his family's Zhuangzi, what kind of heart! Don't you just want to compare your brothers? Dude didn't compare with you, are you?

They all looked at the eighth, but everyone's common discovery was. Lao Ba's face is darker than his own, so why is his expression more bitter and hateful than himself?

The eighth can't help but be bitter and bitter, yesterday Xia Mo said that he was going to come to the autumn harvest, and the eighth thought that he would coax him well at night and mix up this matter, but Xia Mo said that the old man was going to go, and the eighth didn't say anything.

From the beginning, Xia Mo was in a bad mood in the spring, when she was just pregnant with a child, she was the king and hegemon at home, and Zhuangzi was about to be sown in spring, and Xiao Tang came to report, that is, to go through the motions, reminding her that no matter how uncomfortable she was, she had to show her face.

The Qing Dynasty took agriculture as the foundation of the country, and every year during the spring sowing, the old man also had to sacrifice a heaven and earth at the Temple of Heaven and pretend to cultivate it, and they were naturally not exempt from vulgarity. In previous years, they just showed their faces, and Xia Mo was in a bad mood when they caught up with it, and Chun Yu said in the letter, how beautiful the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are, and how fun it is for Bubu and Wowo to pick flowers in the flower field......

So the eighth. They were unlucky with the buns, Xia Mo asked people to make a small ridge of land and let the eighth child take the buns and dumplings to plant. In the name of beauty, do not let the children be diligent and do not divide the grains, and practice the holy precepts of the old man.

Lao Ba and Baozi didn't dare to say no, Xia Mo was not in good health, and moved the old man out, what can they say, honestly really started from breeding, really went to work in the field, Xia Mo was not idle, holding tea, snacks, wearing cloth clothes, cheering them on the side, of course, also as a supervisor.

Finally, under the guidance of the farmer, the father and son planted the small place that was only two or three square meters of rice in Xia Mo's visual inspection, Xia Mo was satisfied, and then he didn't let the eight of them idle, let them go back every few days to see if it was time to fertilize, whether it was time to catch insects, whether it was time to weed...... Anyway, as long as Xia Mo is in a bad mood. directly sent the father and son to the Zhuangzi to go to the ground.

Later, when Wowo came back, he was distributed with them, because Wowo was still small, so he took a pole and tied a strip of cloth, and ran around in the field to chase sparrows or something. For buns, this is light work, but for lazy nests, it is a great torture, pitiful!

Now that the autumn harvest is over, Xia Mo originally forgot, or did the buns mention it that day, is it time to harvest the wheat, Xia Mo smiled and nodded, so the eighth child chased the buns for almost two miles, and the dumplings didn't want to pay attention to the buns for two hours, and even Wowo said that he was going to find Shigu and Bubu!

So at this moment, except for the beef soup sleeping in the cradle under the tree, and the sesame seeds that are very comfortable to suck in their mouths, the eight fathers and sons are all dish-faced, and even the buns are unprecedentedly not shown to the old man, which one was planted by them.

Xia Mo really appeared in front of the old man and everyone in cloth, and it was clear that he was here to work. There were also three sickles in the basket in his hand, one large and two small, and he looked at Lao Ba very eagerly, "Be careful, the knife has been sharpened." Very good. ”

If it was usual, the eighth child would definitely smile at Xia Mo as brightly as a flower, but now in front of the old man and his brothers, he really couldn't laugh, took off his shirt, took the big one, shook his head, and went to the ground.

"Wait, your shoes." Xia Mo screamed, the eighth child glanced at her, took off her shoes, threw her socks into her shoes, and pulled up her trouser legs angrily. Even when he got off the ground, he was holding a sickle, and he didn't know where to start.

Baozi also did the same, threw away his coat, and also wore short clothes, but he put the pig's tail around his head, which was very work-like, and he stepped on the ground with his bare legs, but he didn't feel dirty, but he didn't know how to use the small sickle, and used the small sickle to cut left and right. Basically, I'm here to make trouble.

Tuanzi has always been serious, he folded his clothes neatly and put them in the cradle of beef soup, and his hair was tied seriously.

Baozi saw that the dumplings were using daggers, and immediately threw the sickle, and the little mud and little feet ran back to get the dagger, and it was really much easier, but he and the dumplings were both small-handed, and they could only cut one or two. It is estimated that according to the progress of the buns and dumplings, they will not be able to finish cutting until tomorrow morning.

Wowo looked at Xia Mo vigilantly, with his understanding of Xia Mo, Xia Mo would definitely not let him be idle. Sure enough, Xia Mo gave him a small basket and told him to pick up the ears of wheat and return the grains to the warehouse.

Wowo followed behind to pick up ears of wheat, tears in his eyes.

"Mo'er, there are thorns on the ears of wheat." The old man couldn't bear it.

"I know, this guy is too lazy, you see, I put a little glove on the side, he is a fool who doesn't know how to come back and get it, he deserves to be stabbed." Xia Mo gritted her teeth, Wowo is really stupid.

Fortunately, the children of the old eight families were not stupid, and soon Wowo finally thought of using gloves, carefully put down the basket, came back and took the gloves, thought about it, and took a few hats and put them on his head, and the rest was distributed to the poor father and brothers.

Baozi looked at Wowo's gloves, ripped off his left hand and gave it to Tuanzi, Wowo was about to protest, Baozi roared, "You are holding a basket in your left hand, why do you want gloves?" ”

Thinking about it, Wowo also felt much better with his bare left hand holding the basket and using his gloved right hand to pick up ears of wheat.

And Tuanzi grabbed the wheat stalk with his left hand and waved the knife with his right hand, and he felt much better than just now, and decided to forgive his brother for reminding Eniang to harvest wheat.

Those elder brothers have long been unpleasant to the eyes, but now they are okay, everyone is sitting in the shade with the old man, drinking the cool tea poured by Xia Mo, and watching the eighth father and son perform wheat cutting, which is very joyful.

It turns out that there are those who envy Xia Mo's virtuousness. I don't think that way anymore. No matter how much her daughter-in-law puts on her face, she doesn't dare to let herself go down to the ground to cut wheat! The daughter-in-law of his own family is really more virtuous.

Last month's repayment is over, and Xiao P is so moved that he wants to cry!