The sky was still shrouded in darkness, but wisps of smoke were already rising from the chimneys of every household.
Even if they were reluctant to part with lamp oil, most of them lit oil lamps at this time.
The autumn harvest is the most important thing for farmers, which is related to the food rations for the next whole year.
Mrs. Zhou’s yelling and cursing sounded like thunder, instantly breaking the tranquility of the Chen family. This woke up everyone in the Chen family from their sleep, and everyone got up one after another.
Ding’s belly looks bigger, her fetus is stable now, and she is already working.
At this time, she was preparing for breakfast in the kitchen.
Old man Chen squatted beside the stove, sharpening his sickle over and over again under the light of the fire.
Mrs. Zhu was reluctantly boiling water on the side. After the water was boiled, she would take it to the fields to drink.
Chen Zhizhi was lighting a fire down below, desperately stuffing firewood into the stove.
When Mrs. Chen saw this, she was so angry that she picked up a water ladle and threw it at it. She yelled: "You are condemned by God. I don't want you to pick up the firewood. You only want to stuff it with all your strength. Watch and watch the fire start. Are you here?"
I originally thought that this damn girl had really been attracted by that prince, but it turned out that it had been so long and the so-called prince had not come to see her again.
In addition, people in the village have been laughing at Chen Zhizhi recently, and even taking her out feels shameless to see people, so Chen Zhizhi becomes more and more unpleasant to look at.
Chen Wanrong and Chen Wanling were chopping pigs.
Even Chen Wanbai and Liu are doing something.
The two of them were mixing dough to make pancakes, which they would take to the fields to eat later.
After the morning meal, Mrs. Li was responsible for taking care of the baby, while Mrs. Ding took care of the pigs in the pig pen and the chickens in the chicken coop at home.
The men hold sickles and carry poles and baskets on their shoulders. The women and children carried backpacks and baskets.
The group of people set off to their own fields in a mighty manner.
On the road, there are villagers going to the fields to harvest rice.
Walking in small groups, some carrying farm tools or carrying burdens.
Everyone greets each other when they meet, and everyone has a happy expression on their face.
When they arrived at the field, Old Man Chen made arrangements in an orderly manner: "Boss, we are responsible for harvesting the rice. Second, you and Yuan Xiu are responsible for picking the harvested rice to the drying field."
Then, he turned his head and looked at the woman and child: "Old woman, you take Zhu and Liu to gather the rice and put it into the basket. You little ones will pick up the ears of rice behind."
Old man Chen continued: "Do you understand, everyone? We must hurry up and try to finish cutting these two pieces of land before noon."
The sun around noon is extremely fierce. , the heat is unbearable, let aloneWorked.
Everyone nodded to express their understanding.
Afterwards, everyone got busy.
Old man Chen is a veteran in farm work. He bent down and waved the sickle rapidly among the rice ears, and the rice grains fell down.
And Chen Dasong carried out his laziness to the end, even if it was related to the family's food rations. He didn't care at all and kept cutting slowly.
Chen Dashan was no worse than Old Man Chen. He was holding a sickle and moving very fast, only his shadow was shaking.
Mrs. Zhou, together with Mrs. Zhu, Mrs. Liu and Chen Wanrong, gathered the rice on the ground into piles and carefully put the rice ears downward into baskets.
After a while, the two grain baskets were full. Chen Dashan put down his sickle, picked up the grain basket and went to the village's grain drying field.
Chen Yuanguang also went along. He is responsible for guarding the rice drying field, firstly to occupy the position, and secondly to prevent anyone from stealing the rice.
Although they are all from the village, their hearts are unpredictable. There are always a few who like to steal and take advantage, and they will take a few bundles when passing by.
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When Chen Dashan and Chen Yuanguang arrived at Shaiguchang, there were already many villagers busy in Shaiguchang, and all the good seats were occupied.
They picked a relatively suitable location, put down the rice bundles, and then spread them out to dry.
After everything was arranged, Chen Dashan returned to the field without stopping, carrying the empty basket and continued picking rice.
The sun at Mao hour has quietly risen, and the golden sunshine shines on the earth, covering everything with a layer of golden gauze.
The villagers working in the fields bent over, holding sickles in their hands, and cut the rice quickly.
After a while, the temperature gradually increased and the heat wave began to hit.
Beads of sweat broke out from the villagers' foreheads and slid down their cheeks, soaking their clothes.
From time to time, they wiped the sweat from their foreheads with sweat towels placed on their shoulders, and occasionally straightened up and took a short rest.
Old Chen stood up, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and looked back to see how much rice had been harvested.
At a glance, he saw Chen Dasong sitting on the ground, making a cut with a sickle, and then moving his butt forward.
"Boss, stand up! Also, the sickle must be held upright, otherwise it will cut off the leg later."
Chen Dasong really didn't want to cut rice again. He was really tired, not to mention it was such a hot day. He just wanted to lie in bed and sleep.
"Dad, I'm going to shit."
When Old Man Chen heard this, he immediately became furious. He didn't care whether the villagers in the surrounding fields could hear it or not, so he pulled away. The voice roared.
“A lazy ass grinds its shit and piss on it”many! Look at you, it’s only been one morning. I have peed five times and pooped twice. Are you going to poop now? Where did you get so much shit? "
Chen Dasong was a little unhappy when he heard his father's scolding. He hadn't cut rice in years.
Before he got married, he had to cut rice every year. Rice.
But since he married Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu gave him a brilliant idea.
Whenever the autumn harvest is approaching, Chen Dasong will run to the town.
Then he used it as an excuse to avoid the autumn harvest.
When Chen Yuanxiu grew up, they became a father and son. Use this excuse to avoid the autumn harvest.
This year, due to the death of Chen Daan, the family has lost a major labor force.
Old man Chen is worried that the rice in the fields will not be harvested in time. Come up, if it rains, the rice will rot in the ground.
Mrs. Zhou heard the conversation between the two father and son and said warmly: "Old man, the big pine has been cut for so long. Rice, he must be exhausted, let him rest for a while. "
When Chen Dasong heard what his mother said, he immediately stood up and threw the sickle on the ground. He patted his butt, turned around and went to rest under the tree on the edge of the field, completely ignoring his father.
Old man Chen looked at the villagers not far away, opened his mouth, but swallowed his words.
He shook his head helplessly and sighed. He sighed secretly. He had to save his face in front of outsiders and couldn't make a noise so that others could see the joke.
Zhu and Chen Zhizhi went to rest again when they saw Chen Dasong. Due to his young age, he had been lying under the shade of the tree for a long time.
The two of them were envious.
Mrs. Zhu wiped the sweat from her forehead and said to Mrs. Zhou: “Mom, look it’s almost time now, everyone has been working for so long and they are all tired. Why don't you rest for a while and eat something to cushion your stomach. You see, this is physical work. There is nothing in my stomach, but I don’t have the energy to work. "
Mrs. Zhou didn't do much work herself. She mainly kept an eye on everyone to see if they were lazy.
But after hearing what Zhu said, she looked at the sun and saw that it was indeed Feeling a little uncomfortable with the heat, he nodded in agreement.