Back at home, Yang Xiaole took breakfast and began to eat.

A bowl of white rice gruel and two steamed buns with two noodles are relatively good.

This was previously taken in for the autumn harvest.

I didn't want to eat too greasy in the morning, so I snorted and ate porridge and steamed buns.

After brushing the lunch box, I was ready to go into the space to practice martial arts.

After eating the previous granules, my body has recovered, and even slightly surpassed my peers, but it was not enough.

If you go out to do things in the future, you will definitely not be able to do it without a good body.

Space is not available all the time.

After coming in, open the vision function of the space to prevent people from coming in suddenly, the range of three meters radius is actually too small, and it is not enough to wrap the home.

The animals were fed some food.

Looking at the few large green bricks left next to it.

This thing is a big brick on the city wall, one piece is almost fifty catties, to be exact, about 48 catties.

After thinking about it for a while, I got some straw rope and tied up a brick.

Tried mentioning it.

With both hands, I can barely lift it, but I can't last long, but at least there is a standard.

With the contrast, he began to train.

Dad is not at home, and no one cares about him now, so he naturally doesn't need to come to earn work.

Drugs, and it is three drugs together, a set of nine sets of movements alternately trained back and forth.

A morning passed quickly.

It was time for lunch and went out for a meal.

The lunch at noon was not bad, it was all dry, and there was meat to eat, which was worthy of the name of this autumn harvest meal.

"Boss, it will definitely not work according to this progress, the sweet potatoes will not be left alone, the corn, rice and soybeans will be harvested first, and these must be handed in. Let's see the sweet potatoes when the time comes. ”

Yang Qingwen was muttering with his father there.

Yang Qingwen said with a smile: "Dad, don't worry, I have a plan, according to this harvesting method, the winter wheat will definitely be too late, the grain will be slower, the sweet potatoes will not be left alone, and the pigs will be fed when the time comes, Director Zhang said, this grain will be handed over, and it will be used as a reward grain for the completion of production in the future, and all of it will be given to us." At the end of the year, there will be no shortage of food. ”

The old village chief hesitated a little, but thinking that it was said by the commune, he finally bowed his head slightly.

Yang Xiaole listened there, pondering.

There are about 300 people in the village, and there are about 70 laborers in total, and half of the male laborers are transferred to pull coal.

There are more than thirty left, and more than half of them have to be transferred out to refine things.

There are only a dozen people who can really collect food.

How could it be possible to harvest in time, in the past, when so many people were in the past, they were all rushing to harvest, and they were tired half to death, but now there are fifteen or sixteen people left, harvesting nearly 600 acres of farmland.

One person can only harvest less than two acres of land a day, and the grain cannot be harvested in half a month.

And then it will be threshing, harvesting the grain, and getting the grain to the commune.

How can there be time to plough the ground and sow seeds.

It's weird to get it here.

As for the food, in his memory, it seems that he went and never came back.

Eating quietly.

It is estimated that they are worried that the staple food will not be harvested in time.

At mealtime, Yang Qingwen gave an order to all the children, and from now on, except for those who can't leave, everyone will go to the field to put corn on the cob.

Count the work.

Yang Xiaole is naturally among them.

He doesn't really want to go, but he can't go if he doesn't go, it's one thing to divide the work or not, and now people have the right to do it.

"Xiaole, we'll be together in a while!"

The dog came over quietly and smiled at him, ready to partner later.

Yang Xiaole nodded, it didn't matter.

It is said that he came to this world, because of physical problems, he really never worked in the fields!

"Okay, let's be together in the afternoon."

glanced around, but didn't see Yang Xiaohu's figure, it is estimated that this guy went to join the team pulling coal.

After lunch, I went home and got a straw hat, changed into long-sleeved clothes, and prepared to work in the fields.

Take a lunch break when you're busy farming? Think too much.

It is estimated that today is just a warm-up, tomorrow before dawn you have to get up, breakfast will not eat to the ground, to about ten o'clock when the day is hot to eat some food and continue to work.

Eat again in the afternoon and work until about 10 o'clock in the evening.

This is the way it has always been.

In normal times, baskets made of wattles or bamboo are now handy.

The old men of the village also went out to watch the grain at the threshing floor, and together with the children who could not go to the fields, they drove away the birds around them.

Prevent eating food.

By the way, the recovered corn husk is peeled off, that is, the bud rice.

It's also very lively.

This side of the farmland.

There the women cut the corn and lined it up in a neat row.

In fact, it is best to collect it first at this time.

But if you don't cut down the corn, you won't be able to work once it's dark, and kerosene lamps will cost money, and there will be a ration.

It is impossible to have one per person.

After cutting it down, it is enough to hang a lantern sporadically nearby.

Yang Xiaole, Gou Yu, Wen Dong, and a group of half-sized children in the village were breaking sticks there.

"Hey, this one is sweet!"

Yang Wendong broke a corn pole with red roots, broke it directly, and took a bite.

Said with a smile at the others.

Yang Xiaole took one and tasted it, with a slight sweetness.

Everyone else is in the same situation, breaking the cob while looking for a sweet corn stalk to eat.

Every time I find one, I am very happy.

Yang Xiaole looked at this scene, and it is estimated that this is also the happiness of children in this era.

In his previous life, he could not understand this kind of happiness.

But after the experience, this is a deep understanding, because the materials in these years are too scarce, and they can only be short and tall.

"Zhao Jinhua, who is Zhao Jinhua, I have your letter!"

Tiantou, not far from Yang Xiaole, the postman came directly to Tian's side.

Hearing the shout, the old lady who was working not far away walked over strangely, followed by Yang Mancang and Tian Cuihua.

Tian Cuihua thought it was a letter from her eldest son!

Hurriedly walked over and asked; "Is it Yang Xiaolong's letter? I'm! ”

The postman shook his head, "No, it's a rich old man, how can he have this name?" ”

Zhao Jinhua, who had just walked over, was shocked when she heard this name.

was stunned on the spot.

The body was a little excited, but the face was very calm.

Then he pretended to be excited and said, "Is it really called Fu Lao Jiu?" That's my brother. ”

After speaking, he took the letter, opened it directly and looked at it on the spot, without scrupling about the person next to him.

"There's a package here!"

Seeing this, the postman gave her the package and left directly.

When Tian Cuihua heard the letter that it was not her son, she immediately lost interest, but she didn't leave, standing by and waiting.

It's time for a break.

She was also curious about what was in the package.

Yang Mancang also saw the excitement of his wife.

He stretched out his head to look at it, smoked a dry cigarette and asked, "What's going on?" Why did you have more brothers? ”

Zhao Jinhua ignored him, and didn't hand him the letter until after reading it.

"Here, see for yourself! Didn't I tell you? I follow my mother's surname, this is the son of my uncle's family, I haven't been in touch for many years, and I don't know how he found me. ”

Yang Mancang stretched out his head to look at it, shrank back again, and muttered: "It knows me, and I don't know it!" ”

Then he asked him, "Did you say anything?" ”

"Oh, he said that he went to Qingdao during the war, and has been settling there ever since, and has just come back all these years, and is now in the city, so let's go and see him if we have time."

Zhao Jinhua said happily.

Yang Xiaole looked at the other party's posture, and suddenly shivered, and goosebumps fell to the ground on his body.

Are you so excited?

Is it really that you have found your brother?

But this surname is a little strange, rich?

Yang Mancang just glanced at it and didn't look at it, and walked towards the field with a dry cigarette.

The old lady put her things away and left.

Yang Xiaole pondered there, now in the city, and it is a close relative, this Yang Guangping's family is about to develop!

Xiaohu's life is really good!

I didn't care, I worked quietly.

As for what was in the package, he was not uncommon, and he didn't have his share anyway.

I thought it would be so late tomorrow!

That night, the fields were littered with lanterns, barely illuminating the vicinity of the cornfields.

I worked until ten o'clock, when the captain blew the whistle, and then called it a day and went back.

Originally, Yang Guangzhi said that he would come back around noon, but he didn't come back for dinner in the evening.

At the end of the day, no one was looking for trouble.

When he returned home, Yang Xiaole had just taken a shower, and then he saw that his father had come back with the old four.

Seeing the two of them entering the door, Yang Xiaole was surprised: "Dad, why did you come back so late?" ”

Yang Guangzhi washed his face with water and said, "Your mother's house was not cleaned up, and a few of us cleaned up there today before coming back." ”

"Oh, what do you say about my mother's work?"

"Or wait for the notice, it is not clear when the specific time will be arranged."

"What about our hukou? Can it be done now? ”

Yang Guangzhi washed his face, handed the towel to Xizi, took out a dry cigarette and lit it and said: "I asked, the director said that there are too many people entering the city now, and the matter of children's household registration migration will be stopped first, and the labor force will be given priority to enter the city." And your mother's situation can only be applied for after the city bureau registers and files with you. It will take some time. ”

Yang Xiaole's brows furrowed.

He was a little worried that it would take too long, and when the time came, it would be troublesome to go to the city.

But there's not much that can be done now.

"Oh, by the way, I'm worried that you haven't eaten, so I've left a few steamed buns for the two of you, let's eat and sleep first, I'm going to get up early tomorrow."

Yang Xiaole opened the upside-down rice bowl on the table, and inside were four steamed buns with two noodles.

Kiko took one directly and bit it.

It's a bit hard.

Yang Guangzhi didn't eat, and said to him: "If you eat over there at night, go to bed first, and you have to work early tomorrow morning!" ”

Yang Xiaole nodded.

Thinking of something, he shouted at Yang Guangzhi, "By the way, Dad, don't worry, I'll tell you something, if they ask tomorrow, you can say what I said." ”

(End of chapter)