In the evening, Shaoyi went to the village to fetch water as usual.

After filling the wooden barrel standing in the coogu stove, he deliberately carried one in his hand.

As he walked, he scooped out the bucket of water with a wooden spoon and lightly sprinkled it on the ground, from the corner of the inner room, to the hall, to the courtyard ahead...... One less is poured very carefully.

The impetuosity of the day was poured like this, and the momentum was immediately extinguished, and the heat was dissipated obediently with the transpiration of the water, the dust was pressed, and the coolness was raised.

Geng Ding sat in front of the room, watching Shaoyi's thin figure swaying in front of him, listening to the sonorous sound of chopping vegetables in the stove room. At this time, the light of the setting sun was shining faintly on the tips of the branches at the head of the village, Geng Ding took a sip of old tea, and said leisurely: "It's going to rain." ”

None of them said anything that night.

......

The sky was bright, the fog was in full swing, and a figure walked on the bank of the Ganhua River, and after a while, he came to the head of the village.

He hurriedly, stopped at the gate of Geng Ding's courtyard, stood in place, as if thinking about something, and after a while, he stepped forward, and without buttoning the door, he went directly into the courtyard.

The man first stood on tiptoe, craned his neck, looked through the low wall, and looked at the window of the one less and the coo window in the backyard respectively, and saw that the curtains of the two rooms were still hanging down, and he thought that the two little ones had not yet gotten up, so he said to himself, "At last it is not too late." ”

He stood under the eaves and breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the main entrance, and knocked softly on the door.

Before his third knock on the door fell, Geng Ding's voice came from inside the house: "Is it Brother Tian, please come in and talk......

......

The sun climbed the hill and the mist dried out in an instant.

The yellow and clear rice waiting to be harvested on both sides of the Ganhua River was bent over by the full grains, and some of the rice was so heavy that they even plunged their heads into the water.

As the crop Hantian said: "This year's autumn thunder came early, and the autumn tiger is more powerful than in previous years. ”

After listening to Tian Li's report, Geng Ding looked at the stream, the rice fields were hit by the sun on the ground and the light and shadow were dying, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, until he remembered that Tian was still sitting and waiting for him, then slowly nodded yes and replied: "It seems that this is the only way." I will immediately gather the people in the village to put down the work at hand and hurry up to gather for autumn. Right now, this is more important than anything else, after all, the village has a hundred and ten people to eat......

"I also want to ask you, can your second master calculate the autumn sowing time?" Geng Ding added.

Tian's father, that is, Tian Erye, was in charge of the interpretation of astronomical phenomena and the convening of seasonal celebrations in Dayanhe Village, and there has never been a mistake in more than 40 years. Regarding the decision to call on everyone to hurry up the broadcast, Geng Ding still wants to listen to Tian Erye's opinion again.

"My father said, this year's autumn thunder rainfall is all for the mountain god, go down to the mountain, our riverside land moisture is not good, autumn sowing, I'm afraid it will have to be postponed for a few days compared with previous years......

Hearing Tian Li's words, Geng Ding nodded, he seemed to be talking to himself, but he was very loud: "Today, let these two babies who are lazy also go to the field and go to the autumn with the villagers." ”

"One less, one less—" Goo tiptoed through the window, and as soon as she opened the curtains, the sun fluttered on the young one.

"Wake up, the sun is on your ass. Do you hear?! We have to finish this season's autumn rush before we can go to Gushan Mountain......" Coo's eyes rolled, obviously, she had just heard the conversation between Tian Li and Geng Ding.

Shaoyi rubbed his eyes, his brain seemed to be deprived of oxygen, and he stuttered and asked, "What?

As soon as he finished speaking, Tian pushed the door in like a familiar family member: "Hey, two little guys! Let's still do it according to the old rules, Gugu, you help He Xiangu cook for the rice guests." Congratulations on joining the Rice Guest Villain Group this year......"

"Ah?!" Shaoyi just woke up, still a little confused. Last year, I was still a baby picking up ears of rice, and I didn't enter the Tao, but this year, I really rose to the long-awaited new force of rice customers.

"Don't panic when you are younger, my sister will give you dogwoods and sachets for a while, and do the rice guest's start ceremony for you......" Gugu comforted Shaoyi, but Shaoyi's mind was still deserting, he remembered that last year, Gugu was like this, using the excuse of supporting him, he dressed himself as a pumpkin ghost to scare people, this year, what is this Mingtang?!

Rush to ...... When he heard that he was going to do farm work, he couldn't afford to sleep lazily, so he got up with a grunt.

......

Shaoyi followed behind Tian Li, walked through the cottage, and walked towards the stream.

When passing by the old school, Shaoyi deliberately stopped for a while, which was the place he longed for the most.

Counting from his fingers, it has been more than a year since the old master passed away, and since then, the door of the old school has been closed, and the weeds have disappeared.

However, even if it is depressed, it cannot hide the love for this sacred place. He believed that the villagers said that the private school was a bridge to the clouds.

The old master was one of the few people in the village who had been to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and in addition to teaching "Zhihu Zhiye" in his private school, he liked to tell the younger generations what he saw and heard in the clouds when he was young.

Although Shaoyi has not yet reached the age of school and has never attended a private school here, he used to lie on the wall and listen to the old man set up a dragon gate array, and he also heard about the novelty and breadth of the outside world.

When he was dying, the old master didn't know if anyone among these babies would really walk out of the Dayan River and then out of the West Mountain.

He obviously had no way of knowing that the far-reaching sight of his eyes when telling the story had ignited the curiosity of these babies and ignited a new journey for the younger generations.

This, of course, is an afterthought.

......

The stream was roaring, the rice flowers were layered, and the two people, one tall and one short, walked on the ridge.

Shaoyi followed Tian to the main battlefield of the autumn robbery, he took a look at it, and drank! How can the appeal of our Gengding village chief be born, no, some villagers have already worked hard.

In the rice fields, the "rice customers" (traditionally the honorific title for those who harvest the rice) bend over one by one and wield the sharp sickles in their hands.

The stream was reflected by the flying sickle, "click, click", and the sound of cutting rice sounded on the ridge of the field, sometimes brushing in unison, sometimes one after another......

The ripe rice trees are being neatly cut and their necks broken. What a scene of harvesting.

On both sides of the ridge, there are two diametrically opposed scenes: on one side, the bundled rice is neatly standing on the edge of the ridge, and on the other side, the stubble looks to be of different lengths, and the cut rice is even more upright and scattered......

Seeing this situation, Tian shook his head helplessly and smiled, he deliberately shouted loudly to the rice customers in the rice field in the distance: "If you want to say that the skilled rice customers serve the crops, it is the same as a blind date, this bride price has also been prepared, and the mother-in-law has also worshipped, but it still doesn't work, I still feel that it is not in place, so I have to show the housekeeping skills that I can take out to show the girl in the picture." With this cow X technology for brushing and cutting rice, what other young man would be worried about the matchmaker rushing to say kiss?!"

"Hey, I said Lao Tian, don't bully the young man to be poor, don't bully the young man. Leng Wa shouted in the field: "What, although we are poor in farm work, the rice is cut crookedly, but we can rob the girl, we are talking about the style, bold, and robbed, do you want to try?"

Tian listened to this Lu boy's provocation, he was not angry, but pretended to be afraid, took two steps back, fell to the ridge of the field with a posture, and said in a trembling voice: "Oh, my stinky boy, now you are not old enough to say that your daughter-in-law, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and you don't ask for anything, right? ”

In the field that was still stumbling just now, a laugh suddenly erupted.

Two groups of rice customers, respectively from the youth group and the villain group, just listened to Tian Li and Leng Wa's top cow, they did not stop their busy work, at this time, they are talking to each other, coaxing, provoking trouble...... On the banks of the fields and streams, there is a lot of activity.

Leng Wa's gang of juniors are secretly exerting their strength, they are stuffy, pouting their butts and trying to harvest, hoping to catch up with the leading momentum of another pair of youth groups, they really want to win the recognition of the older brothers through their unskilled, but hard farm work, in the hearts of these teenagers, this is more important than getting the recognition of the girls.

I saw that where the sickle went, rice plants were cut off from the "ankles". Since the grain on the stalk is very full, as soon as the blade of the knife cuts off the stalk, the heavy rice will immediately be unable to stand and will fall down heavily.

Nanyan has been a rice guest for the second year, so for him, cutting rice cannot be regarded as easy to master, but more or less, he still mastered the law of rice cutting, and the cutting is relatively free and smooth.

I saw that he cut off the rice stalk with his right hand, and immediately caught the hanging rice with his left hand, and after cooperating left and right and repeating the action of opening the bow left and right for a dozen times, more than a dozen rice plants that had been cut off by the waist had been firmly held by him in the crook of the arm between his arm and chest.

He was about to show off his skills when he turned his head and saw Shaoyi pulling up his trouser leg and coming down from the ridge.

Everyone thought that Shaoyi would not participate in this season's autumn rush because he was still young, but he didn't expect him to come. Undoubtedly, this made the friends very excited, and these little guys scattered in the field from far and near began to say hello to Shaoyi.

Gu Gu frowned, stood on the ridge, looked at the golden wheat waves in front of her, couldn't help but be fierce, remembered the old master's words and deeds, Gu Gu seemed to be possessed, she learned from the old master to hold his body, swaying left and right, and blurted out inadvertently: "The fragrance of rice flowers says a good year, listen to the sound of frogs." ”

As soon as she exited, she saw several pieces of soil flying out and smashing out of the deep rice field, a "rain of soil" that she didn't buy.

Cooing and laughing, he ran away, and said to himself, you anti-intellectual illiterates.

The pigtails behind her swayed as she walked, looking so funny, like flies escaping from the tongue of a frog.

Everyone wanted to see how Shaoyi, who had been on the second floor, cut rice, so they straightened up from the field one by one, wiped their sweat, picked straw hats and fanned the wind, and shouted tired and tired, however, don't look at them very busy, but their eyes are all locked on Shaoyi.

Shaoyi, who was walking down the waist-deep rice field tentatively, glanced at Baili Xi beside him awkwardly.

Baili Xi soon came to his senses, and he knew that he had to give Shaoyi an example.

Baili Xi pointed his thumb down, and the other four fingers were together, and he grabbed the two adjacent clusters of rice in front of him, and put his hand in the crook of his arm, and then he squeezed the rice with his left hand, and the sickle on his right hand exerted force, and cut down the root of the rice bundle explosively.

"Bang-", more than a dozen broken roots of rice have been held in Baili Xi's hands.

Looking at the bunches of heavy rice in Baili Xi's hand, with dozens of grains hanging on them, Shaoyi suddenly had an inexplicable impulse, and the old peasant's blood was aroused.

He ignored everyone's gaze, learned the appearance of Baili Xi Fangcai, hooked the rice stalk into the palm of his hand with four fingers, and suddenly, his palm felt the solid texture of the rice grains, and the sickle seemed to cut straight to the rice stalk without his call...... "Bang-" This sound is so wonderful that Shaoyi is fascinated, isn't this the horn of harvest?!

Everyone originally thought that Shaoyi was either very clumsy and clumsy, or he could use some tricks that they had never seen before, but as a result, every action of Xiao Er Shaoyi was no different from other people's work, and there was no wit and tricks like Nanyan.

Everyone was interested, so they each leaned down and were busy harvesting the one-third of an acre in front of them.

"Click-click-click-", listen, on the bank of Ganhua Creek, is playing the most beautiful movement of the year......