In the middle of summer, the joy of a good harvest came from the wheat fields.

The scorching sun couldn't stop the laughter and laughter in the fields, Jiang Luo wore a straw hat and followed Chen Xianyue to the field to harvest wheat.

Jiang Cheng saw that her little face was flushed, and he was reluctant to let her suffer, and besides, there was no one in the village who took young girls to work in the fields like them.

Jiang Luo refused to obey, and Jiang Ran was bored and only cared about cutting wheat.

They planted two acres of wheat on the hillside, and the ears were full and fragrant.

Only a few families in the village grew wheat, and dozens of families only had sweet potatoes and vegetables.

They happily helped with the harvest, hoping that in the winter they would be able to sell them some seeds, so that they could also eat sweet wheat the following year.

The climate is suitable for this place, and rice can also be grown when there is enough water.

Last year's drought allowed the villagers to grow wheat.

With the help of the villagers, Jiang Luo was also happy to be idle, sitting in the shade of the trees in the field and watching everyone busy.

After the harvest, she was not stingy, and each family sent more than half a bag of wheat to use as seeds for the coming year.

They kept a granary in their own house in case they needed it.

There are more crops that can be planted in the summer, rice, sorghum, soybeans, corn, peanuts......

Jiang Luo didn't have many seeds in storage, and he didn't want to expose them all at once, after all, many crops were unseen by people.

She only let Chen Xianyue plant rice.

After several heavy rains, the lake in front of the village was filled with water, which was enough for irrigation.

The village was in full swing until the weather turned cooler.

Unconsciously, their Jiangjia Village has gathered more than 100 families, which is small and large-scale.

The chief of the village is Uncle Sun, he is the old man in the village, and he has some prestige, but he will call Jiang Cheng and Jiang Boning over to discuss big and small matters in the village.

"Luo'er~ My little lady and I went back first." Jiang Cheng walked in front with a bucket.

Jiang Luo was waiting on the field road for Jiang Boning to clean up the weeds that had just been pulled, Jiang Ran was sitting with her, and when she heard Jiang Cheng say to go back first, she got up and trotted away.

"Sister, let's go back!" She called Jiang Luo together.

Jiang Luo glanced at Jiang Boning, who was working in the field, and waved his hand, "You and your eldest brother should go back first, and I'll wait for Brother Berning together." ”

"Okay~" Jiang Ran ran away without looking back.

Jiang Cheng glanced back a few times, with Jiang Boning there, he didn't have to worry about Luo'er getting lost.

After a while, Jiang Boning finished his work, wiped the sweat on his face, and the mud on his hands rubbed on his face, which looked very funny.

Jiang Luo held back a smile, took out the handkerchief that Jiang Ran had embroidered for her from his sleeve, handed it to Jiang Boning, and motioned for him to wipe his face.

Jiang Boning smiled and didn't dare to take it, his hands were dirty for fear of staining Luo'er's handkerchief.

He raised his sleeve and wiped his face, and said dotingly, "It's not too early, let's go back quickly." ”

"Okay~" Jiang Luo didn't mind, following behind him, the same little tail.

The setting sun stretched the figures of the two for a long time.

"Brother Berning!"

A familiar figure ran towards them at the intersection.

Jiang Luo looked at it, but it was Chen Xinghua.

She hadn't appeared in front of everyone in the Jiang family for more than a month, and she didn't know what wind blew her over today.

Jiang Boning saw her running over recklessly, afraid that she would run into Jiang Luo, so he hurriedly protected Luo'er behind him.

Xinghua smiled, reached out and took out a candy from her arms, and stuffed it into Jiang Luo, "Sister Luo'er, I have something to say to your brother, can you go and wait in front?" ”

"Okay." Jiang Luo nodded and agreed.

"Sister!" Jiang Boning panicked.

"Oh, brother, Sister Xinghua must have something to do with you." She winked at Jiang Boning with a smile, turned around and ran away.

Xinghua twisted for a long time, unconsciously pulling the placket of her clothes, lowering her head and not daring to look at Jiang Boning.

Jiang Boning was impatient, and all his eyes fell on Jiang Luo in the distance, afraid that she would run away and leave the line of sight.

"Brother Berning, I've thought about it for a long time, and I still think you're very good."

"There is no one in this village who looks better than you, and ...... And I've always been pleased with you. ”

Jiang Boning let out an indifferent "oh", "What are you going to say?" ”

"My mother said that I am not young, let me get married quickly."

"Brother Berning, I don't want to get married, if I have to get married, then I want to be with you."

Xinghua looked at him with teary eyes, shy and timid.

She boldly reached out and grabbed Jiang Boning's sleeve, Jiang Boning was startled by her, and instinctively took a few steps back.

"I have no intention of you, and I don't want to start a family."

He spoke coldly, and he couldn't see the sensitivity and fragility of his daughter's family at all.

"I'm going home."

"Jiang Boning!"

Xinghua was ashamed and angry, "Since you don't like me, what did you do to help me carry water!" ”

"I also helped Granny Wang chop wood." He frowned and left without looking back.

Jiang Luo fiddled with the candy in his hand, and Jiang Boning approached, "Let's go home." ”

She smiled ill-willedly, "Brother Berning, I think Sister Xinghua is also good, what kind of girl do you like?" ”

"I don't like girls." Jiang Boning replied.

He just wanted to stay in the Jiang family, do more work, save more money in the future, and if he got married, he could help save more for marriage.

"Then you like men, don't you?" Jiang Luo followed behind him and gossiped.

"How can a man like a man." Jiang Boning really couldn't understand his brain circuit.

As the sun sets, the sunset shines on the village path, creating a layer of silver glow.

Xinghua was rejected by Jiang Boning, felt aggrieved, and turned her head and ran to the hillside outside the village.

Her every move fell in Wei San'er's eyes.

Wei San'er has coveted her for a long time, but unfortunately every time he goes back to Aunt Chen, the third aunt scolds him for having bad intentions and tells him to stay away.

He knew very well in his heart that Aunt Chen was nothing more than disgusted with his dead wife and a widower.

He quietly followed Xinghua and walked all the way to the outside of the village.

Xinghua sat on the hillside, looking at the remnant sun, silently shedding tears.

She was really aggrieved in her heart, and she knew that she shouldn't be sentimental.

"Apricot Blossom Girl? Why are you hiding here alone and crying? ”

Wei San'er saw that there was no one around, and sat over frivolously.

Xinghua was in a bad mood, "I want you to take care of it." ”

"Don't you just miss men, there are many men in the village, why do you bother staring at the uninteresting wooden man of the Jiang family!" As he spoke, he put his hands on Xinghua's shoulders.

Xinghua was startled and jumped up, "You get out of the way." ”

She turned to run, but Wei San'er threw her to the ground.

"What are you afraid of, I just comfort and comfort you."

His hand walked dishonestly on the waist of the apricot blossom.

Apricot blossom struggles, and her white neck has a mesmerizing magic.

Wei San'er lost her soul, and pressed her and kissed her neck regardless of it.

Xinghua screamed and begged for mercy, he was furious and completely irrational.

"Obedient, disobedient Lao Tzu will kill you two!"

"Brother Wei! Brother Wei! ”

"Please spare me, please!" Xinghua cried sparsely, and her voice was hoarse begging for mercy.

Wei San'er ripped open her clothes, revealing a seductive scenery.

The remnants of the sun are like blood.