Seeing that the two were reconciled like this, Yun Qing rolled her eyes, and just wanted to say something cool, Fang Zheng, who knew what kind of temperament she was, hurriedly grabbed the person: "Don't you make a mess for them, haven't you eaten the red bubbles you just picked yet?" ”

"Go and scoop up the water and wash it, while it's fresh, let's eat them, and never leave one for Liu Ming and them."

As soon as she heard this, Yun Qing couldn't care about Chen Yue and Liu Ming: "Okay, I'll go now, you wait for me here!" Let's go out to eat. ”

The summer harvest began in Chenhui Village in mid-June, with corn and soybeans being the first to be harvested, followed by peanuts.

As soon as these crops are harvested, the ground is empty, and after heavy rain, sweet potatoes, soybeans and peanuts are replanted, and the planting method of rotation is adopted, that is, the previous peanut land is used to plant sweet potatoes, and the soybean land is used to plant peanuts, so as not to repeatedly cultivate the same crop on a piece of land, increasing the risk of being infected by pathogens, and then leading to crop plague and no harvest, which is the planting experience handed down by the ancestors.

In mid-July, when the early rice in the village was ripe, all the male and female teachers of the village went into battle and officially sounded the horn of harvest on a sunny day.

Some of the young and middle-aged people pick baskets, some shake the ears of rice in the rice bucket, and beat down the grain, this work is very hard, and the people are scratched all over, but there is no way to do it, without the help of the machine, everything has to rely on manual labor, and hard work is inevitable.

The older old people and the young women of the village were cutting the rice, which was easier than picking baskets and threshing the grain, and the half-year-old ones carried the cut rice to the vicinity of the rice bucket so that the threshing could easily take it.

As for those who are older, and those who have children at home who can't get out of their bodies, they stay in the village to dry rice and sift straw leaves, in short, there will be no idlers in the village during the harvest season.

On the first day, from the dawn to the dark, men, women and children went into battle, gnawed down more than 40 acres of rice fields, went home and lay down on the bed after dinner, the whole body was not strong, especially the waist, soreness and swelling, lying for a while, it was not long before you had to change your posture, otherwise you would be uncomfortable.

Qin Xi bent down in the field to cut the grain for a day, she now feels that this waist is almost not her own, just one word, tired, cut to the back, she almost can't feel the existence of the waist, it is completely supported by perseverance.

When I think of such a day, it will be another three or four days, and I instantly feel that I will not love anymore.

When I got home at night, I couldn't stop, I was covered in stinky sweat, and I had to take a shower!

Other than that, you have to eat!

Qinjiang and Qinhe took turns to fetch water, while Qinxi was preparing to cook at home.

At this time, of course, the simpler the better, Qin Xi directly came to a meal and stewed in a pot, the last remaining bacon at home plus dried bamboo shoots soaked in advance, with the sweet potato stew at home, before the pot, then poured soy sauce, stirred evenly, the taste is called a beauty!

In such a desperate situation, ordinary meals will become delicacies, not to mention the already delicious bacon stewed sweet potato rice.

When she woke up the next day, Qin Xi woke up and found that the skin on her face, hands and neck, the hot and sore places that had been tanned, had darkened several degrees, and the skin in some places was curled, although she wanted to tear it very much, but she couldn't help it.

At noon on the third day, the weather has changed, the dark clouds quietly occupy the small half of the sky, the weather at this time is the most capricious, the first second may still be too sunny, the next second, it may rain, it may rain hard, it may be a big sun, while it rains rain, in short, it is very annoying, unpredictable kind.

Chen Aiguo and Chen Zongze, who were directing the summer harvest in the field, all changed their faces when they saw the dark clouds appear, and they hurriedly ordered people and ran back with them to harvest rice.

The rice the day before yesterday was almost dry, and it must not be rained at this time, otherwise the hard work of drying grain for a few days will be in vain.

Moreover, if it rains heavily, but the rice on the bamboo mat is not taken back to the village granary in time, it will be carried away by the flowing water, and when the rice is embedded in the mud, how to get it out is a big problem, time-consuming and laborious, and those near the ditch and river will be carried away by the current, and when the time comes, it will be really in vain.

Qin Xi and Tang Yingyunqing The field where they were located was not far from the threshing field, and the old people in the village saw that the sky had changed, so they didn't need anyone to say anything, and immediately called the people nearby to go back to the village to harvest rice and protect their grain.

Qin Xi and Tang Ying experienced this for the first time, and they didn't know what to collect and where to collect, and they were a little in a hurry, but fortunately, with Yunqing, a veteran, to guide them, they didn't delay things.

The summer rain came quickly and urgently, not long after the captain and the village party secretary ran back with people, they had just harvested 2/3 of the rice, and the rain came down with a white face, and the traces of the rain hitting the ground were as big as an adult's thumb, and it hurt to hit people.

But at this time, no one cares about this pain, the remaining rice must be taken back immediately, otherwise the loss is their own grain, after all, the grain handed over, every year is so much that thunder can not be beaten, this more and less, the harvest is good or bad, only related to the villagers.

When the rest of the grain was finished, everyone was drenched, including those in the field.

When I went home and changed my clothes, the sky was clear, and there was a rainbow bridge, and the children in the village were excited as if they were something, pointing to the colorful rainbow bridge and being happy.

After the rain, the sky is clear, half an hour has passed, the surface of the ground has been almost dry, the people in the village are busy again, the rice that was wet before, occupy the best position, the first to spread out to dry, and finally the rice that came back the day before yesterday, this afternoon to dry for a few hours, these grains can be bagged into the granary.

At this time, the yield per mu of rice is not high, and when the wind and rain are smooth, it is only the appearance of four or five hundred catties per mu.

Although there is such a thing as chemical fertilizer, the price is not cheap, and it is difficult to approve it, every town has indicators, and it is still a question whether it can be rotated, so the vast majority of the people used for farming are still farm fertilizer, that is, manure.

In addition, plant ash is also a kind of farmhouse fertilizer, plant ash as the name suggests, is the ash of grass and trees burned, in the late autumn of each year, when the grass and trees are yellow, the thatch and bushes and other things that can be burned, pile together, pull a hole in the innermost, ignite, and then use things to extinguish the fire, only leave the fire to burn slowly, so that there will be no fire, and the grass and trees can also be burned into black ash.

Of course, the vast majority of this kind of fertilizer is applied on dry land, a pit is sprinkled with a handful of plant ash, in the case of paddy fields, one is a compost of manure, and the other is to step on weeds and other things directly into the mud, and when the weeds rot, it will also become fertilizer for rice.