Aunt Ding led her four sons and was busy in the Lu family for three days.

The Lu family's dozens of acres of land have finally been harvested in half.

On the evening of August 14, Aunt Ding led the ox cart and led her four sons and one daughter-in-law home for the holiday.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the first Mid-Autumn Festival for Lu Yangge to Lu's house. However, this Mid-Autumn Festival was not as beautiful as she imagined, she just squatted in the stove room and nibbled on a piece of sugar cake, and at noon, Qiu put an extra piece of meat in her bowl.

The autumn harvest is too busy to take care of anything that is not festive. In the morning, I made sesame sugar cakes, boiled white rice porridge, added a meat dish at noon, and cooked multigrain rice, which was also considered a festival for everyone.

This festival is too simple in Lu Yangge's opinion, and it is already a good festival for the seven families in Xiaoxinzhuang.

To be able to eat sesame sugar cakes, to have meat, and to be able to eat a full meal is something that I would never have dared to think of in previous years.

Aunt Ding returned home in the evening and discussed with the old man Ding Dazhuang that the ox cart of the in-laws had to be returned, and Ding Laosi also had to go to his father-in-law's house to help.

If you borrow someone else's oxen and ox carts, you can't do it in vain.

Tomorrow is August 15, and the two meat cases in the family are in the hands of their old couple, and Xiao Wu also goes to the dock to sell lo-mei.

The three sons who have already married each led their own daughter-in-law this year, each family brought a piece of meat, a bag of sugar, and a few catties of white flour to their father-in-law's house for a holiday, and helped for two days by the way. As for Ding Laosi, who is not yet married, let him be strong and busy in the future father-in-law's house until the end of the autumn harvest and come back.

Ding Dazhuang listened to his daughter-in-law's babbling words, his eyes were already half-narrowed and half-closed, and he only struggled to hum at the critical time, indicating that he was listening and not asleep.

Aunt Ding hasn't chatted with the old man for a few days, and there are a lot of words tonight.

Speaking of Ding Wu, she remembered Ding Wu's family affairs.

Aunt Ding couldn't help but turn over and stabbed Ding Dazhuang, who had already squinted, with her hand: "Old man, I can see that this child Xiao Wu is probably not related to the child of Xiaoqing of the Lu family." ”

"Hmm."

Old man Ding snorted and turned over.

"I've been watching it at Ding's house these days, Xiaoqing is a good hand on the stove, and the female celebrity is also doing well, but her temperament is too good. Do you want to say that the temperament is good, but I think it's not a good thing that the temperament is too good. It's not as good as her sister Xiaocarp, don't look at this little girl, she is also neat and crisp in her work, and she is more spicy than her sister. ”

"As for me, I don't want to find a pungent daughter-in-law to come back and show me the face. It's Xiao Wu, I look a little like you, a good old man. If you marry a good-natured person like Xiaoqing and live together, these two people will be a rotten person, and when you meet those relatives of your family, you won't be eaten alive. ”

"It's better to be a little carp, this kid doesn't suffer, I can take a closer look. Although Xiao Carp has a pungent temperament, she is not the kind of unreasonable person. Both members of the Lu family are responsible people, and they both say that they plant flowers against the wall and raise their daughters like mothers. I see, this little carp is always wrong. ”

The more she thought about Aunt Ding, the more she felt that Xiao Li, the child, was very satisfying to her.

She was about to say another word to the old man, when she heard the snoring in her ear getting louder and louder.

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and she wanted to kick the old man under the bed.

Never mind!

Aunt Ding thought very shamefully, anyway, Xiao Wu is still young, and it will take another two or three years to marry a daughter-in-law.

The eldest daughter of the Lu family hasn't said kiss yet, and the little carp can't take her turn.

There is no hurry. Wait until the fourth daughter-in-law marries back!

On the Lu family's side, they didn't know that the Ding family didn't care about the eldest daughter Xiaoqing, but instead thought about the second daughter, Xiaoli.

Even if they knew, the Lu family didn't have time to think about these now.

It was really busy with the work in the field, and before dawn they had to go down to the ground until the moon and stars were scarce.

Take a breath while eating, and take a black threshing with you at night.

The Lu family only has a mule, a big cart, a big luqi, and a small luqi.

The mule had to be towed during the day, and Lu Quan was reluctant to use it at night, for fear of injury.

In Lu Xiaoli's words, my father is closer to the mule than to his own son.

If you can't use mules to tow threshing, you can only use flail to thresh manually.

Lu Yangge tried the flail, she could lift it up, and it would work if she fell, but she was small and had little strength, and when she lifted it for the first time, her center of gravity was unstable and she almost fell backwards.

The second time she lifted it, it fell well, but it was not her own control that fell, it was the flail that fell by itself, and there was not much movement when it landed on the ears of rice, let alone pounding the rice grains down.

"Little four, you have little strength, you can't do this."

Zhang Fugui, the eldest son of the Zhang Sanjia, took the flail with his hand, "Look at me." ”

Then he lifted the flail high and fell down violently, and the ears of rice that had been piled up on the ground were struck so that some of the rice grains fell off, and some of them were carried up and scattered around.

Zhang Fugui and Zhang Ronghua are both seventeen or eighteen-year-old strong guys, the brothers are facing each other and standing across a pile of rice ears.

Lu Yangge led Lu Xiaowu to watch the threshing on the threshing floor for a while, and then turned to see Li Sixi and them raising the field.

There are a lot of deflated rice grains, broken leaves and dust, which have to be separated from the rice grains by the wind.

On the threshing floor of Nuoda, everyone is busy.

The threshing man stands in the middle of the threshing floor in the lower right position, and the threshing man stands in the middle lower left side, so that the dust and rice that are raised will not be raised by the other people.

At their upwind end, the cleaned rice grains were evenly spread on the field, yawning warmly in the sunlight, turning over every once in a while.

In the air, there is the fragrance of wind dust and grass clippings.

In my ears, the sound of people talking, the cries of mules, the sound of flails hitting the ears of rice, the sound of rice grains being raised and falling by wooden shovels......

These voices are intertwined to form a large and joyful picture of the harvest.

The land of the Lu family was busy until after August 20, when the grain was completely collected and put into the warehouse.

Except for the grain to be handed over to the emperor and piled up in the hall, most of the grain of the Lu family and the other six families was dried and collected into the hole they dug secretly.

Lu Yangge has a general understanding that the imperial grain to be paid now is fifteen and one tax. That is, one hundred catties of grain must pay thirty-three catties of imperial grain, and the rest is one's own.

If the land is rented, the land tax is higher.

Thinking of the hard work and busyness for more than half a year, one acre of land will have to hand over nearly 100 catties of imperial grain, and what I can leave is only about 200.

I always felt that it was not very cost-effective to plant this field.

But Lu Quan and the others didn't think it, but because of the land, the spirit of the big guy was different from the past.

They shouldn't have paid this year's imperial grain, but when Shopkeeper Li left, he handed over the grain to them to collect, so naturally this imperial grain was also counted.

Xiao Xinzhuang has already been registered in the town, just waiting for a few families to go to the town together tomorrow to hand over the imperial grain, even if it has officially taken root in this land.

Speaking of which, we are also people who have paid the imperial grain, not those displaced people who do not have land tax.

(End of chapter)