Lin Lan bent down and kept waving her sickle, and the jagged rice leaves slashed across the back of her arm and hand, leaving red marks on the back of her white hand and face, looking a little frightened.

Lin Guoliang put the millet in the mixing bucket into his basket pocket, picked it up with Li Xiangyang and walked back.

Everyone pulled the mixing bucket forward into a section, and Zhou Dashan said to Lin Lan: "Xiaolan, you follow Xiangyang to pick up the millet back, spread it out and dry it." ”

"I don't dry the grain." Lin Lan smiled and said to Wu Shuqun, "Auntie, go back and take a look." ”

The sun of the autumn harvest is always poisonous and spicy, and my aunt and two cousins-in-law came to help with the autumn harvest.

Wu Shuqun said with a smile: "Lin Hong and Xiaojun are here, we will go back after cutting this field." ”

Lin Chang wiped his sweat with a towel around his neck: "Xiaolan's speed of cutting millet is not bad, much better than before." ”

Lin Lan put the cut grain handle away, turned her head and glanced at him proudly: "Dad, you forgot!" Last year, I cut cow grass for more than half a year, and I have already practiced it. ”

Lin Guodong quipped: "Fortunately, I practiced it, I'm afraid that you will cut your fingers!" ”

"Second brother, you underestimate me too much!" Lin Lan looked at him with a smile, "I bought more than a dozen catties of melons and came back, and there are two big watermelons, and you can pick the millet back later, let Xiaohong hang it in the well, and go back to eat it after work." ”

He likes to eat yellow melons the most, and he can eat two or three in one go.

Lin Guodong took the grain handle and tartled it the wall of the mixing bucket, and tartled the grains on the grain handle three or two times, before he said loudly: "The melons in the well are still delicious, and the refrigerator is too cold, and I have diarrhea after eating." ”

Zhou Shisong erected the tart clean grain grass on the side of the mixing bucket and said with a smile: "I think the frozen ones are delicious, and my heart is cold after eating." ”

Wu Shuqun said: "I also made a pot of ice powder this morning, put it in the well and hung it, and called your cousin to go back and pick it up at the end of the work." ”

"Okay!"

Everyone said in their mouths, but the movements in their hands did not stop for a moment.

Li Xiangyang and Lin Guoliang carried the millet home, and poured the millet in the basket pocket into the yard: "Xiaohong, quickly spread it out and dry it." ”

The scorching sun scorched the concrete-paved yards.

Lin Hong ran out of the house: "Dad, brother and Xiaoqing went to pick up fish." ”

Lin Guoliang put away his basket pocket: "Regardless of him, when I come back, I will invite him to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots." ”

Li Xiangyang saw Lin Hong's struggling appearance and said, "Big brother, Xiaohong will definitely not be able to dry it alone, so I went over and called someone to come back to dry the grain." ”

Lin Guoliang nodded: "Okay, I'll help her push away." ”

"Xiaohong, rake it to your uncle."

Li Xiangyang took the grain rake in Lin Hong's hand, and together with Lin Guoliang, he pushed the grain pile away in three or two clicks.

The grain rake is very similar to the nail rake of the second senior brother, but it is made of wood. There is also a kind of grain rake handle made of bamboo, also called grass rake, but the rake teeth are made of thick wire.

The freshly recovered grains were very watery and mixed with a lot of straw. The bamboo-toothed grass rake does not move the straw mixed in the grains, and you have to use the iron tooth grass rake to clean the weeds inside.

Lin Guoliang told Lin Hongdao: "The sun is big today, so be diligent." After that, he and Li Xiangyang walked away with the basket.

The two returned to the rice field, and Lin Guoliang said to Lin Lan and the others: "You go back to dry the millet by one person, Xiaohong has little strength, and I am worried that she will not dry the millet well." ”

Lin Lan said to Wu Shuqun: "Auntie, you go back to dry the grain." ”

Wu Shuqun glanced at the red marks on her face and said with a smile: "You go, we don't like drying millet." ”

Xu Hongju also said: "Xiaolan, it's better for you to go back, Xiaofeng and I are afraid of your family's prosperity." ”

Lin Lan had no choice but to nod and said with a smile: "Aunt and cousin have worked hard, I'll go back and be lazy first." ”

Everyone laughed.

Li Xiangyang glanced at the marks on her face, quickly waved the grain handle in his hand, and slammed it on the wall of the barrel hard.

Lin Lan walked back briskly and saw a few children in the rice field next to her catching oil grasshoppers (locusts) around the rice field.

Children like the most popular among the children who have thick legs and legs, and they skewered the caught grasshoppers with barnyard weeds and went home to burn them in the fire and eat them.

When I got home, I saw Wangcai lying at the gate of the courtyard, panting with his tongue stretched out hotly.

Walking into the yard, I saw Lin Hong clumsily holding the grain rake, raking hard, and stepped forward with a smile: "Go to the shade to rest, the valley rake will be given to my sister-in-law." ”

Lin Hong wiped a handful of sweat: "Sister-in-law, it's so hot to dry millet!" "In Shilian before, the family only had a little bit of millet in their own land, and my parents dried it.

Lin Lan smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's hard to be a farmer, study hard, how good it will be to be an office like the third uncle in the future." ”

"Hmm!" Lin Hong glanced at her, "Sister-in-law, your face was cut by straw, I'll pour you some hot water, and you can wash it." ”

"Okay, I'll go as soon as I'm done."

Lin Lan spread out the pushed millet in the yard dam and raked it evenly. Then use a grass rake to clean the straw mixed in the grains, and push the millet thin to dry.

Drying millet must be spread very thinly to dry quickly and thoroughly.

Lin Lan walked to the eaves of the corridor with the grass rake and the valley rake, and Lin Hong hurriedly brought her a cup of tea: "Sister-in-law, drink a bowl." ”

"Good!" Lin Lan took it, "Where did they go, Xiaojun?" ”

Lin Hong pointed outside: "Take the basket and go to pick up the fish." ”

Lin Lan thought of a few nephews who were sunburned like loaches, and said with a smile: "Day by day, it's the same as a water monkey." ”

Lin Hong pouted: "When my grandmother left, I said that they would help me dry the millet at home, and they would get up and run away." ”

Lin Lan scrubbed it and said with a smile: "Don't pout, go to the vegetable field with my sister-in-law to pick a winter melon and pick it back, and stew the winter melon cup for you to eat at noon." ”

"Winter melon cup?" Lin Hong shook her head, "I haven't eaten it, is it delicious?" ”

"It's delicious, put meat balls, ham, dried mushrooms, winter melon, stewed in a pot, and the taste is gone!"

"I'll go get a knife." Lin Hong ran back to the stove room and got a kitchen knife, and followed Lin Lan to the vegetable field.

The sunflowers on the edge of the vegetable patch are blooming, and they are still blooming.

Lin Lan picked some eggplants to prepare for cold eggplant, picked a handful of Chaotian peppers, a handful of Qinghai peppers, pinched a handful of coriander, pulled a handful of shallots, a few green onions, and put them in a basket.

The own rape field is so convenient, and the side dishes are almost freshly picked and cooked.

Under the green sea pepper leaves, there is a dazzling red, and after the millet is recovered, it is time to make watercress.

Lin Hong pointed to the bamboo frame: "Sister-in-law, I'll pick some green beans and stir-fry rotten meat and green beans, how about dried cowpeas?" ”

"Good!"

Lin Lan walked to the melon rack, picked two four or five pounds, carried them back to the eaves, and went into the house to grab some dried mushrooms and soak them in warm water.

Coming out of the stove room, the millet in the yard can also be turned.

First, use a grain rake to level the surface, push the grain over, and then roll it back and spread it out.

The cat was not in good health when he was a child, and every time it was the season of cutting the grain, the parents left the cat to dry the millet at home, and the millet was really tired, and the grain was very itchy on the body, and the sun was also very strong, and the skin could be dried off two layers.

(End of chapter)