The sky is clear, and the sun is like fire.

Under the scorching sun, there is not a trace of wind.

Looking ahead, the golden wheat fields were shrouded in the scorching sun, shimmering with a dazzling golden light. The dry ground cracked through the cracks of the tunnel, and a drop of sweat seemed to drip on the hot iron pot, sizzling green smoke.

In this ghost weather, even the frogs and crickets in the ditch didn't bother to bark, and they shrank in the shade as much as possible to keep their bodies hydrated.

But this weather can be regarded as a good time for harvesting, taking advantage of the dry weather, the harvested wheat is piled up in the threshing floor, and it will not take long to thresh and raise the field.

Of course, there is no harvester at your disposal these days, and the wheat is harvested with a sickle in your hand. Five or six strong laborers, an acre of land, humming and humming will have to work all day, and the waist can be broken at the end of this day.

It's like this once a year, such strenuous farm work is nothing to farmers like Li Xiumei and Qu Dashi, even Cheng Jianghe, who has often helped his family work since he was a child, can stick to the field, but this errand is really hard for the lazy Cheng Jianghai.

One is not fun, and the other is tiring.

Although it is not enough for him to sweat with a sickle, the work of picking up ears of wheat seems easy, but it is actually very tiring. Bending over and over again, picking up over and over again, one carelessly, the hand can poke at the wheat stubble erected on the ground, and the pain is enough to choke.

Plus this damn sun, why is it so hot, and I don't know if it's raining or winding.

Cheng Jianghai, who was carrying a broken basket and pretending to be behind everyone's buttocks, secretly discussed to himself, took off the straw hat on the top, pouted and snorted and fanned wildly.

I feel a little tired, and I want to sit down and rest, but there are sections of wheat stubble all around, and if I have to sit down, my ass can be poked. So he could only squat on the ground with all his money, looking at his cousin Meizi who insisted on picking up ears of wheat without saying a word, and wondered why the other party was so powerful, and he didn't know how tired he was.

These two little guys seem to be natural rivals, since Cheng Jianghai came to the house, it has been a few days, this sister who is only a month older than herself, basically has not given herself a good face. Either he doesn't speak, or he speaks with a look of deep disdain.

Hum! What's the big deal! I didn't want to come in the first place, okay!

Li Xiumei and Qu Dashi took Cheng Jianghe and the three of them to harvest in front, Li Xiumei stood up straight, eased the soreness between her waist and legs, and smiled at Cheng Jianghe, who was bending down to harvest: "Jianghe, are you tired?" If you don't take a break, I'll cut off your uncle! ”

Cheng Jianghe raised his head, his handsome cheeks were slightly reddened by the hot sun for several days, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, showed his white teeth and smiled: "Auntie, I'm not tired." ”

Qu Dashi raised his head and said with a smile: "You city boys, how can you do this kind of work, Sister Xiulan is too, I still have to let the two of you come here to suffer." ”

Cheng Jianghe bent down and cut twice, and said: "Uncle, this is called suffering in the middle of hardship to become a master, I can't stand this hardship, and I won't be able to do anything big in the future!" ”

"Hehe, it's still our rivers and rivers sensible!"

Li Xiumei praised it, turned her head to look at Cheng Jianghai, who was squatting on the ground not far away, and shouted, "Jianghai, go to the side to rest...... Look at the sun in the sun, the little guy has been wilted, and he has not been angry for a long time. ”

Cheng Jianghe turned his head to look at his younger brother, frowned, and said, "Auntie, you don't care about him, I'm here to exercise him!" ”

"Such a small baby, I haven't gone to school yet, what are you exercising? Don't burn the baby. ”

Qu Dashi glared, and said to his daughter who was still silently picking up ears of wheat: "Meizi, take Jiang Hai to a shady place on the side to play!" ”

Meizi raised her head, glanced at Cheng Jianghai with disdain, and said crisply: "I'm not going to play, I'm going to help you work." ”

"Look, Meizi is much stronger than Jiang Hai, and there are so many things under his hands!"

Cheng Jianghe admired, turned his head and yelled at Cheng Jianghai: "Jianghai! Say what about you, learn more from your sister Meizi, and see how others work. ”

Cheng Jianghai wilted at Cheng Jianghe and said, "Brother, I'm dizzy!" ”

"What? Dizzy! ”

Cheng Jianghe was startled, hurriedly ran over, looked at Cheng Jianghai's slightly pale cheeks, and asked hesitantly, "You are so dizzy!" ”

Qu Dashi and the others also ran over in a panic, and said worriedly: "Yo, don't bask Jiang Hai in heat stroke, hurry up, go to the side slowly!" Meizi, you go and watch the rivers and seas, and if you get sick, you will be in trouble (trouble). ”

Meizi pursed her lips, walked over and grabbed Cheng Jianghai's hand, pulled it to the shade of the tree by the ridge, held the kettle and handed it to Jiang Hai with a stiff face, and chattered: "It's still a baby, I can't stand this little sun, it's too bad." Give, drink or not? ”

was ridiculed by a girl as big as himself, Cheng Jianghai couldn't help blushing a little, rolled his eyes at Meizi, and said angrily: "Hmph, I don't drink your water, don't underestimate people, I'm the boss in the family yard!" ”

"And!" Meizi let out a nasal voice of disdain, and said disgustedly: "You can be the boss like you, and your little children are not much better, aren't they all stupid?" ”

"You're the spoon (fool), don't believe it!" Cheng Jianghai said hatefully, and then turned his head away, with a look of indignation.

Meizi stared at her sparkling eyes, her curved willow eyebrows raised high, and she scolded fiercely: "You dare to call me a spoon (stupid)?" You don't have to count (don't count), you want to find a hammer, I'm your sister! ”

Cheng Jianghai turned his head, not afraid at all, but pursed his lips with contempt and said, "You are not my sister, my sister is in Longyou." You're a few days older than me, and you still want to be my sister, huh! ”

Meizi crossed her waist and roared like a little tiger: "A big day is also a big day, I am your sister, what's wrong?" You're still not convinced! ”

Cheng Jianghai also stood up stiffly, his neck was raised to ninety degrees, his little face turned from white to red, and Niu said coawardly: "I'm not convinced, what can you do!" ”

Meizi was angry, reached out and grabbed Cheng Jianghai's three-inch shorter hair, and shouted: "You fart baby, miscellaneous eight losses (bad boy), you are really looking for a whack!" ”

Cheng Jianghai endured the pain, reached out and grabbed Meizi's braid, pulled it down, and shouted unrelentingly: "You are looking for a hammer!" ”

Within two clicks, the two children scuffled in the shade of the tree, pulling each other's hair, neither of them would take a step back, and for a moment they froze on the ground.