The farmer is busy planting grain and has rice,

The golden wheat waves harvest the north.

Xiao Manman did not sail,

The summer solstice has the longest day.

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------ Huaxia Shenzhou • Jiangnan ------

In the field, the peasants are stepping on the neck-deep pond to plant green rice seedlings, separating a cluster of rice seedlings from a large handful of rice seedlings in their left hand, and bending down with the rice seedlings in their right hand to plant them in the soil.

A seedling, a bending over, a seedling, together, several farmers repeated the same action in these dozens of acres of land, their hands have been soaked white, cracked.

"Xiaoman wants you to go back and tell her about the scene when the wheat is ripe?" Mangzhong asked Kyushu with a slight smile, and then answered his own question himself, "She has been babbling and wanting to come and see, it seems that she will say something." ”

"But if you want to see the wheat harvested, you have to go to the north, and now the south is growing rice."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the golden wheat waves!"

------ Huaxia Shenzhou • North China Plain------

The vast plains are flat and difficult to see. The whole plain was already dyed a thick golden yellow, and the fragrance of wheat pierced through the clouds from the ground, as if it were about to float beyond the heavenly realm.

The closer it gets to the ground, the fragrance of wheat seems to condense into substance, and it can't wait to burrow into people's nostrils.

The intoxicating smell of golden wheat announces a bumper harvest for farmers and ensures the food security of China China.

These ears of wheat with their heads bowed and their fame hidden were not cared for at all, it was they who ensured that the people in Huaxia Shenzhou had enough pasta to eat. I only use my own value to give back to the farmers who raised them.

"Huh?" When the mangs looked around, they didn't see the peasants in the fields when they used to harvest wheat, but only the high piles and bundles of ears of wheat.

Mang Chong was a little puzzled, "What's going on?" "Why is it that this year we can no longer see the grand scene of people cheering each other on to harvest wheat under the hot sun?

Seeing such a scene, Kyushu immediately realized that now the farmers in the north of China have also begun to use mechanical harvesting methods to harvest wheat, and Xiangbi has now completed the harvest, and went home to rest and contact buyers.

Looking around, Kyushu saw a professional harvester parked in the distance, which had now turned off its ignition, and the person operating the machine had already gone to lunch.

Mangzhong was now puzzled, looking around in confusion, and did not see a farmer who could be consulted.

"Brother Mangzhong?"

"Brother Mangzhong!"

Kyushu shouted twice, and finally called Mangzhong back to his senses.

"What? Is there anything going on in Kyushu? Mang Chong turned his head and frowned slightly, obviously not reacting from the doubts just now.

"It's nothing, it's just that Brother Mangzhong, what are you thinking? I sat on top of the wheat stack and stared blankly at the front for a long time. "Kyushu returned.

"I just don't know why this year...... Forget it, I'll just ask. ”

Kyushu grabbed Mangzhong, who was about to rush to the surrounding people in a hurry, and asked, "What does Brother Mangzhong want to ask?" It's noon, and people in the neighborhood may have gone home to rest. ”

"How so? At this time of year, there are a lot of people out there, busy harvesting wheat! Mangzhong was very puzzled, "Xiaoman's fairy power can only make the wheat slightly filled, and she won't be able to make the wheat ripen so quickly." ”

"You said this, Brother Mangzhong." Kyushu smiled after hearing this, "I really know the reason, you don't have to bother the people around." ”

Hearing this, Mang Chong stopped his hurried footsteps and sat down on the ground, revealing a curious look in his eyes, "Oh? Kyushu, tell me about it, what's going on? ”

"This is because people have developed some big machines that are specifically used for harvesting crops." Kyushu said and pointed to the harvester in the distance, "Brother Mangzhong, you see, it's that kind of machine, which can replace people in harvesting wheat and relieve people of a lot of work, which can not only save time, improve the harvesting rate, but also allow people to do more and more meaningful things!" ”

I have to say that although Kyushu's mother is very busy with work on weekdays, she will always take Kyushu around when she is free, and will popularize a lot of knowledge to Kyushu, so that Kyushu's knowledge reserve is much higher than that of children of the same age.

"So that's what it looks like, I thought my immortal power was no longer unique!" Mang Chong nodded, "It seems that there are new things to communicate with them when I go back this time." ”

One person and one immortal turned over piles of golden wheat stacks, those wheat was golden and shining in the sun, they were not only beautiful, but also the income of farmers for a year, and they were also an indispensable part of ensuring the lives of people in Huaxia Shenzhou.