The three little radish heads are very ambitious, but in fact, the three of them can't push the cart together.

It's either fast here or slow there, it's either too hard here or too little there, and there are not a few bundles of carts, but it takes a lot of time, and it's sweating profusely and panting.

"Forget it, let the adults push it." Ling Bao said playfully, "Let's bundle the wheat and gleale the ears."

The wheat was tied, but there were still ears of wheat scattered in the ground.

In the late summer when it gets dark, the villagers will work until it is dark and they will not put down their sickles.

But while there is still some light, they will bundle up the wheat and transport it to the threshing field.

On the way back to the village, the villagers walked together, talking and laughing, the men carried farm tools and wheat, the women carried baskets, and the children jumped and jumped, tired but satisfied.

With laughter lingering in his ears, Cheng Zhongqian squinted slightly, he was so tired now that he wanted to fall asleep, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

After returning home, he had a simple dinner, and Cheng Jin frowned all the time during the banquet, scratching the back of his neck from time to time.

The third time, Ling Bao asked strangely, "Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

The crowd also looked over.

Cheng Jin said, "I have some itching on my body, I don't know what's going on."

Ling Bao jumped off the chair, leaned over to Cheng Jin's side, took a closer look, and found that Cheng Jin's fair neck had been scratched by him, and there were some small bumps, which could not be seen if he didn't look carefully.

While speaking, Cheng Jin raised his hand to scratch again, but Ling Bao grabbed his hand: "Third brother, don't scratch it, it's all red." 、

Cheng Jin was a little aggrieved: "But I'm so itchy."

He is young, good-looking, and usually has no expression, so when he makes this kind of expression, the lethality is doubled.

Lingbao felt sorry for her brother, she grabbed his hand with one hand, gently stroked it with her fingertips with the other, thought about it and said, "Maybe when I was cutting wheat today, those flying chips got on my skin, just wash it."

Cheng Jin said, "I've been to the field before, and there's nothing like this."

"So it's not serious, just wash it off."

It made sense, Cheng Yi couldn't help but move his neck and said, "Then I'll wash it now."

"I haven't boiled hot water yet." Cheng Yi said.

Cheng Jin couldn't wait, it was so itchy that he didn't even want to eat: "I'll just wash it with cold water."

Wouldn't that catch a cold!

The night temperature was already cooler, and he was still a child.

Ling Bao thought for a while and said, "Third brother, you wait a little longer."

When she came back with a soaked handkerchief, she coaxed a child and said, "Let's wipe it first, and then wash it with less hot water, okay?"

was a little embarrassed by her tone, Cheng Jin didn't speak.

Lingbao took a wet handkerchief and wiped his neck and arms, the coolness dispelled the itch, and he felt much better.

"My sister hurts the third brother so much." Cheng Zhongqian propped his chin and said with a smile.

Cheng Jin was even more embarrassed.

I don't know why this kid is so thin-skinned.

Lingbao was very happy, in her opinion, this was praising her.

"My brother, of course I'm going to hurt." She said, "I not only have to hurt the third brother, but also the eldest brother, my father and mother, and the second brother, the unharmed brother and the king, I have to hurt it!"

Lingbao counted them one by one and found that there were really a lot of people who wanted her to hurt.

Cheng Yun asked with a smile, "So many people, can you come over in pain?"

Ling Bao nodded firmly.

Cheng Zhongqian frowned, as if he had something embarrassing, he wanted to say it but it was difficult to say, as if he was cautious, but in the end he couldn't hold back: "Why am I behind him?"

Cheng Yun, who was pointed at, smiled lightly, as warm as a spring breeze coming from his face, but it was not difficult to see that it was transparent

A nonchalant victor stance.

Cheng Chung Him: "......"

Lingbao tilted his head, is this a very important thing?

She doesn't know, it's just so casually, don't care.

Cheng Zhongqian pinched her face as if venting his anger, looking fierce, but in fact, he didn't even leave a red mark.

Cheng Yi took two mouthfuls of food and said vaguely, "Dad, be content, I'm the last one in our family, what did I say?"

Xie Wuxian said in a low voice, "I'm the last one than the last."

The king, who had not been relieved about this matter, raised his head from the rice bowl and felt that something was wrong: "Lingbao, why am I the last!"

This time it was Lingbao's turn to be speechless.

She really just said casually, in no particular order!

"I all hurt the same, and I don't have the most pain and the least pain."

"Really?" Except for Cheng Yun and Cheng Jin, others, including a little white cat, asked in unison.

Ling Bao nodded like pounding garlic: "Really, really, I'm not lying."

Is she really afraid that any family member will be sad because of this, and the explanation can be serious, but at the same time she feels a little distressed, are boys so competitive?

Oh, you'll have to be careful when you talk in the future, and she won't be able to bear it again.

Ling Bao sighed bitterly.

The little appearance of pretending to be old made them shake their heads and laugh.

Because of this little episode, Cheng Jin forgot about the itch on his body, and waited until he finished eating, boiled hot water, and couldn't wait to take a bath, and the itch on his body completely dissipated.

It's really stained with flying chips.

"San Lang, thank you, little doctor." Cheng Zhongqian teased.

The little doctor himself raised his head proudly, and his eyes were at the twinkling stars.

Cheng Jin really gave his hands seriously: "Thank you, little doctor."

Ling Bao was very happy, and ran over to hug Cheng Jin and shook it. Cheng Jin's head was a little dizzy, but he quietly bent the corners of his mouth.

Early the next morning, the whole village was woken up by a loud rooster crow.

The villagers repeat their lives of yesterday.

The sun was too poisonous, and when the wheat was all harvested, the Cheng family was all darker, even Xie Wuxian.

Only Lingbao is still fair-skinned, which is probably related to her constant presence in space.

The sheaves of wheat were pulled to the threshing floor, and the village chief's cattle had been put on stones, spread out and flattened, and crushed repeatedly by the old cows.

Only the village chief's family has cattle in the village, but the village chief doesn't care, as long as he doesn't use it, he is happy to lend it to others.

But there was more than one stone, and the men wore sweat coats, showing their strong arms, pushing the stone to crush the wheat.

Fighting is more tiring and time-consuming than cutting wheat, and usually takes about half a month.

But the joy in my heart when I saw the wheat grains being crushed from the straw was indescribable.

For the first time, everyone in the Cheng family felt the joy of a bumper harvest, not just the word "harvest".