113 Down to the ground
On May Fourth Youth Day, Luo Heng took two bodyguards and followed Ying Liang to a village below Zigong.
It was Ying Liang's girlfriend Peng Shan who contacted a relative, and the father of the family went to Guangzhou to work, leaving two old people with two children.
At first, I heard that there were three strange men living in, Sun Laohan was not happy, Peng Shan said to give 2,000 yuan, and one of them would help with the work, Sun Laohan was so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.
Entering the courtyard, Luo Heng looked around, the old house was made of blue bricks mixed with mud, and the four sides were still supported by wooden pillars, and the roof was paved with tiles.
In the yard, there was a boy about ten years old who was feeding the chickens with this little girl of four or five years old, and the little girl was giggling and not knowing what to say to the chickens.
Mr. and Mrs. Sun said that they were about fifty, but they looked very old, most of their hair was gray, their faces were dark and wrinkled, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were 70 years old in the city.
"Uncle, I'll give it to you, and I'll give you another 1,000 yuan for food, and the young and good-looking one will work with you tomorrow, but don't let him eat meat, at most once a week." The other two are better." Peng Shan specially explained to Sun Laohan and his wife.
Sun Laohan also wondered, looking as if the other two people were the handsome juniors, why did he let that junior's work and not let him eat well?
Is this the city where people have too many good days and come to endure hardships?
In fact, this was discussed by Ying Liang and Luo Heng, in order to quickly eliminate the prominent muscles on his body, so he ate less meat and more food.
Luo Heng didn't expect that the muscles that he had insisted on exercising before would now become an obstacle......
The two children just saw Luo Heng, and the three strangers were a little timid.
The boy is also slightly dark-skinned, with a small flat head, wearing a white vest and black shorts, and a pair of black cloth shoes stained with mud on his feet, subconsciously protecting the little girl behind him.
A small head with two pigtails poked out from behind him, looking at Luo Heng with wide eyes.
Luo Heng stepped forward, took out a few pieces of candy from his pocket, and said with a smile, "Good, call my brother good, give you candy to eat."
The little girl looked at the candy, then at the brother, and then at the boy, and the boy went to see the grandfather, and the old man Sun shouted: "Zhiwazi, don't call people yet, call the tree tree good."
"Tree tree is good!"
Eh, uncle is uncle, Luo Heng still gave the candy to the two children when he heard this.
The two children ran to the side with the candy, and they didn't know what to say, and after a while, they smiled happily.
That night, after dinner, Sun Laohan began to sharpen it with a sickle.
Luo Heng asked the boy Sun Zhi, "Zhiwazi, what is your grandfather doing?"
Zhiwazi's face was full of joy at this time, and she was still soaking up.
Today, Luo Heng and the others came over and brought a lot of pork and beef, and Zhi Wazi didn't eat it so well except for the New Year, he also wondered why Luo Heng didn't eat it.
Zhi Wazi can understand Mandarin, but she is not too good at speaking, and her accent is very strong, so in order to make Luo Heng understand, she slowly said word by word: "Originally, three people worked, but when you came, it became four, and grandpa helped you sharpen the sickle."
"Three? Do you do the same?" Luo Heng thought about their family's situation.
"I've been working since the year before last!" Zhi Wazi said with a raised face.
"What shall we cut tomorrow?" Luo Heng looked at the scythe that was being sharpened.
"Maizithia!"
"Isn't the wheat harvested in autumn?"
"It's rice that is harvested in the fall! Why don't you understand anything?" Zhiwazi let out a sincere laugh.
For the contempt of children, Luo Heng is really powerless to refute.
Luo Heng really didn't understand, he always had the impression that the farmer uncle was harvesting golden crops in the autumn, but he really didn't care about what it was.
May 5 is the beginning of summer in the 24 solar terms of the lunar calendar, which heralds the official beginning of the midsummer season.
After the beginning of summer, the temperature rises significantly, the hot summer is coming, and the thunderstorms increase, which is the season for rice transplanting and wheat harvesting.
In Sun Laohan's words, they were harvesting small spring crops such as wheat and rape in the "Great War of Red May"
, rice, corn and other spring crops to carry out planting.
Sun Laohan's family has about a dozen acres of land, and before Luo Heng came, they had already completed half of the harvest.
With the rooster crowing in the morning, the whole family gets up.
After breakfast, Luo Heng also wore a vest, a straw hat, a sickle, and a basket, and followed behind Sun Laohan.
The old man was pushing a car, and the little girl Yingying was still sitting in the car, while the grandmother was also pulling Zhiwazi to walk.
During the harvest season, the daytime is unbearable, and the heat wave makes people breathless, so it is necessary to seize the crisper time in the early morning, the wheat stalks are slightly moist, and the ears of wheat are not easy to drop the grains, so you can cut more wheat.
When they arrived at a golden field, Sun Laohan and his wife, and Zhiwazi all went to the field to start harvesting, and Luo Heng first looked at what they were doing.
Sun Laohan bent down, hunched over, grabbed the ripe wheat stalk with his left hand, and went deep into the root of the wheat stalk with his right hand, and then pulled hard, only to hear a clatter, the wheat was cut off, and the left hand grabbed the cut wheat stalk and gently put it on the ground.
Luo Heng also did the same, learning to cut it, but after a while, he found that the pole and the ears of wheat still hurt people, and there were many red spots on his hands and arms.
Looking at Zhiwazi who was cutting wheat on the other side, Luo Heng thought to himself what kind of hardship is this, he is only a ten-year-old child.
After a while, when Luo Heng felt as if he was a little more proficient in his movements and wanted to speed up, with a hard effort, the sickle almost slashed his leg.
At this time, there was a laugh from Zhiwazi: "Why are you so stupid! I'll teach you!"
Then he ran over to guide Luo Heng's movements, asked him to keep his feet away, and then bowed down, first hooked the wheat stalk halfway up with the "blade sickle", hooked a small clump of wheat into his arms, opened his left hand to hold the hooked wheat, and then moved the "blade sickle" down close to the ground, and used parallel force, the left hand should be lifted up, and the right hand sickle should be appropriately forced.
After the guidance of Zhiwazi, Luo Heng feels that it is much easier, don't underestimate these details, they are all summed up experience!
After an hour, Luo Hengzhi felt sweating profusely, and the sweat fell into the dirt one by one.
"Take a break!"
At this time, Sun Laohan shouted at a few people.
When Luo Heng rubbed his waist and walked to the tree on the side of the road, the two bodyguards hurriedly handed over the water.
Luo Heng's physical fitness is already beyond ordinary people, and he feels that he can't stand it for an hour, but looking at Sun Laohan and his wife, it seems that they don't have much reaction.
"Uncle Sun, how much are we going to cut today?"
Sun Laohan thought for a while and said, "From this end to that tree over there, it's almost an acre and a half."
"So many!"
"That's how much. When I was young, I could cut more than an acre a day, but now that I'm old, I can't do it!"
Luo Heng smacked his tongue secretly, he really didn't know how hard the farmers worked if they didn't work!
After a short rest, get up and continue.
Harvesting wheat is not only about cutting wheat, but also about bundling the harvested wheat one by one, and this process is also particularly painful. After tying the wheat, take all the wheat out, carry it to the ground and put it on the cart, and after the cart is full, tie the wheat to the cart with a rope for fear of falling off a bundle.
At this time, the wheat could not be brought home, so it was usually pulled into the field, and the oxen or donkeys were put on stone mills, and the laid wheat was crushed repeatedly until the wheat grains were crushed. Then the wheat straw without wheat grains is stacked little by little with a fork with three horns to form a high wheat straw stack.
Then the wheat grains are pressed with a stone mill, and the wheat husks on the wheat are crushed, and the wheat is raised, preferably when there is a wind, and the wheat grains with the wheat bran are lifted high forward with a wooden shovel, and the wind will blow the wheat bran out, leaving the clean wheat grains on the ground.
Finally, the clean wheat grains are dried in the sun, and after drying, the wheat grains are stored, mostly in sacks or fertilizer bags.
The whole wheat season is here to come to an end, the time is almost ten days, during which the most feared is to encounter a rainy day, rainy days to cover all the wheat with plastic paper to prevent the wheat from rain, once the wheat is damp
If it is moldy or sprouted, it is difficult to sell it for a good price.
So as long as the weather is good, you can work hard, for fear of rain.
In addition, it is necessary to rush to harvest the wheat, not to say that it can be dried slowly, but also to plant corn and rice in the field, and if it is planted too late, it will affect the autumn harvest.
At the end of the day, Luo Heng really felt that his previous life was really in the midst of blessings and did not know the blessings!