Song Hao glared at Gu Yanchi: "Don't guess, I don't think like that at all!" ”

"But Chu Wuxian said, when the girl says no, that is." Gu Yanchi didn't believe Song Hao's denial at all.

Song Hao suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness: "That's what it's about." ”

Seeing that Song Hao didn't seem to want to continue chatting on this topic, Gu Yanchi asked, "Zhen'er's meal hasn't been eaten well, so let's eat it in another family?" ”

Song Hao nodded, and then followed Gu Yanchi and changed to a restaurant, at this time, both of them felt that in fact, where to eat was the same, the important thing was that the person next to them was that person.

***

An autumn rain and a cold.

In autumn, every household begins to harvest buds.

Bud grain is one of the most important crops in Yunya Village, which is better than wheat to grow, and the grinding bud grain is eaten by people, and the straw can also be eaten by livestock.

In the past, when two buds grew on a pole, one of them was malnourished.

But now, both buds are very full.

First, the buds were put down with a sickle, and then piled them up in a pile, and then the people who picked the buds sat on the buds and picked them up one by one.

The Song family also farmed.

Someone has to do these jobs at home, but the men of the Song family decided that the women in the family are responsible for cleaning up the housework, as well as helping to pick up the buds in the field, delivering food and water and other chores.

For the rest, one counts as one.

Duan Wenlang, Uncle Wang, Song Erniu and Song Yunshan all went to the ground.

Under the nourishment of the Song family's good food and water, Uncle Wang already felt that his waist was not sore and his legs were not painful, so in his opinion, this little work was to activate his muscles and bones.

What's more, Uncle Wang thinks that most of the old people in the Zhuang family have worked all their lives until the day they can't do it.

So Uncle Wang didn't have any hypocrisy.

Duan Wenlang's leg is already much better, although it can't be like Song Yunshan, it will be fine all of a sudden, and it is seamless, but when he doesn't walk and run quickly, he can't tell that Duan Wenlang's leg has been injured.

Song Zhen iced the watermelon at home, cut it and sent it to the family.

I saw a few people talking in the shade of a tree.

Someone joked with Song Erniu: "Erniu, you are so blessed to give birth to such a girl, will you not farm next year?" ”

Song Erniu said: "My family's land still has to be planted." ”

"How little money do you have to farm? I heard that your restaurant in the county government is booming. ”

Song Erniu said: "Even if you have money, you can't forget your roots, we have been digging in this soil since we were children, if we don't plant crops for a year, I am really panicked in my heart." ”

"I think of the days when I couldn't eat before, not to mention many varieties, how can I grow enough food for myself, right?" Song Erniu asked rhetorically.

"This year, we will drag your family's seeds to a good blessing, and our entire Yunya Village will ...... Oh no, the people who bought your seeds have good ground! The man spoke as if he had discovered some great secret.

When it comes to the autumn harvest, it is obvious that it can be seen.

For example, the land of the Sun family and the Wu family is not very good.

As for these two families, of course, it is impossible to go to the Song family to buy seeds, how can they let the Song family earn their own money?

In fact, the seeds are one of the reasons, and on the other hand, when Song Hao practices Qingwu, she will avoid these families.

She didn't want these families to take advantage of her! Even if you do this, the mental power consumed is somewhat large.

But not to mention, after a long time, she can really control the distance and boundary of the release of the green mist.

After Song Zhen came over, she said generously: "How many uncles and uncles are there?" I just cut the watermelon, let's share it! ”

Luckily, I brought a lot of them, and everyone had enough to eat a piece.

Several men who were called uncles and uncles immediately felt very embarrassed.

But I still can't help but want to swallow my saliva.

On this hot day, the people of the Song family came one by one, and there were maids to deliver water for a while, and Miao came to deliver mung bean soup for a while.

It's okay now, it's Song Zhen who came, and she brought a watermelon that was still frozen in the water.

Watermelon is not a precious thing, but it is rare that this season, there are watermelons in such good condition.

Song Erniu is a real person: "Let's eat everyone!" ”

Everyone picked up the watermelon one after another and started, and after this bite, everyone felt that the watermelon they had eaten before was simply idiotic!

It's so sweet and delicious!

After eating the watermelon, everyone felt that this autumn tiger was not so terrible.

Roll up your sleeves and go down to the ground to get back to work.

Song Zhen found a tree stump and squatted on it directly, observing the people enjoying the joy of the harvest.

Seeing that everyone was happy, she was also happy in her heart.

It was as if I had an idea.

Song Hao's fingertips moved slightly, and a small seed sprouted in her palm, which was the seed of the watermelon just now.

Yang Xiayue carefully wrapped the seeds in a handkerchief and put them in her arms.

At this time, even if it takes root here, it won't survive the winter, so let's take it to the blessed land of the cave to raise.

Thinking about how she roasted the stove in winter and ate watermelon with her arms, Yang Xiayue felt very comfortable.

After the autumn harvest, it is time to dry the grain.

This is the time when every household cares the most.

So many people have to take turns to use a wheat field, naturally it can't be sunned, and some people will choose to dry on the road.

But when this is exposed to the road, there will be contradictions, who chickens come to steal food, and who and who stepped on it.

In short, at this time, it is also the time when conflicts between villagers and neighbors are most likely to occur.

Fortunately, the Song family's yard is big enough and flat enough, and there is no need to grab space with others.

Take the corn mortgage on the open field, and then bring the mink here, let the corn pile and sit on it, what flies in the sky, and makes holes in the ground, from under its claws, not a grain of corn is allowed to be stolen!

Mrs. Song said happily: "This year's harvest is really good, how good it would be if the harvest every year was so good......

Song Zhen said: "Maybe it's because you have done too many good things, and God will also take care of it!" Next year's harvest will be good. ”

The corn was recovered, which also reassured everyone.

Because the autumn harvest is too hard, at this time, many people will celebrate, buy two catties of meat, and drink a little wine.

will make people feel that this year has not been in vain.

Because of the good harvest, the entire Yunya Village has a joyful atmosphere, as if it is the New Year.

There was also a pig in the village who had killed it, and before he could leave the village to sell it, it was already sold out.

It can be seen how much joy this harvest has brought to them.