Zhu and Chen Zhizhi were overjoyed to receive Mrs. Zhou's consent. Regardless of their image, they hurried towards the big tree.
When they arrived under the tree, the two sat down directly on the ground, leaning against the trunk of the tree, breathing heavily.
The other people also stopped working and came to sit under the shade of the tree to rest.
The hot weather made everyone sweat profusely, and they all felt a little comfortable at this moment.
Mrs. Liu has encountered a lot of things recently, and her physical condition is not good. At this moment, her face is slightly pale.
In fact, she was already exhausted, but she was a little afraid and did not dare to rest, lest Mrs. Zhou would scold her for being lazy.
There were not many ears of rice falling on the ground, and Chen Wanling was diligent and capable, while Chen Wanbai didn't have to work too hard.
Old man Chen walked at the end. He silently arrived at the big tree, sat down slowly, took a pancake, and started to nibble on it.
His eyes slowly swept over everyone, thinking to himself.
Compared with previous years, this year has changed a lot.
He never thought that without the third child, it would be like this.
Nowadays, he and the second child are the main labor force in the family.
He couldn't help but feel a little anxious, although the weather was currently sunny. But the weather at this time is unpredictable. If the weather suddenly changes, it will be too late to harvest.
Look at Chen Dasong again. He was eating pancakes greedily while talking and laughing with Mr. Zhu next to him.
For the first time, Old Man Chen had the idea that his boss was unreliable.
After eating the pancakes, Old Man Chen went to the ground again with his sickle.
Seeing that the head of the family had gone to work, the rest of the people also continued to work.
Mrs. Liu also stood up and prepared to continue working, but was pushed to the ground by Chen Wanbai: "Mom, you should rest, I think the milk will not make you sick and have to work."
Then he looked at Mrs. Zhou and said, "Really, breast?"
Mrs. Zhou looked at Chen Wanbai with an expression that said, "If you don't agree, I will make a fuss."
She could only pretend to be worried: "Ms. Liu, look at you, your face is so pale. You should have a good rest."
Chen Wanbai asked with a mocking look on his face. He turned around and went to the fields with the basket.
At this time, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and the ground was already scorching hot, making it unbearable.
Several surrounding villagers have finished cutting the rice in the fields and left.
"Boss, cut faster. When the sun gets worse, you won't be able to do anything." Old man Chen wiped the sweat with a sweat towel and urged.
"I know, Dad, why don't you ask your second brother to cut it for a while? My old waist can hardly be straightened up." Chen Dasong stood up and rubbed his waist.complained.
"Brother, you go and rest, I'll do it." Chen Dashan put down the pole, took the sickle from Chen Dashong's hand, bent down and huffed and started cutting.
Old man Chen glared at him: "You are tired, am I not tired?"
Chen Dasong didn't take it seriously and walked straight to the bottom of the tree and lay down on the spot. Rested.
After cutting more than half an acre of land, Chen Dashan straightened up and planned to take a sip of water.
"Boy, are you lazy? Your mother and I have been doing it for a long time, why did you stop!" Mrs. Zhou scolded loudly. < /p>
"Then I won't drink any more." Seeing that his mother was unhappy, Chen Dashan didn't dare to drink water.
Chen Wanrong was speechless when she saw her father acting like this.
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Several people in the uncle’s family either had sore backs or hand pain, were either thirsty or had to urinate, but they didn’t even say a word about milk.
Her father just wanted to take a sip of water, and the milk started to scold him.
But she didn't say much. Her father was such a filial person, but he would beat her up when he turned around.
Just after midnight, Mrs. Zhu said: "Mom, let me go home and help my second brother and sister make lunch. She has a big belly and it is inconvenient to work alone. What if something goes wrong? It’s not good.”
Mrs. Zhou frowned and looked at the field, and there were still some rice that had not been cut. If this were the case in previous years, the nine acres of land here would have been harvested long ago.
(Note: Approximately each man can harvest one acre of rice per hour, and three men can harvest nine acres in three hours. In ancient times, the yield per mu was not high, and the mu system was different from modern times. Slightly smaller.)
The Chen family has planted a total of twenty-five acres of rice, and it usually takes three or four days to harvest it all.
"You also go to cut the rice. Hurry up and finish the rest. You have to thresh in the afternoon. Tomorrow you have to cut the more than ten acres of land in the west."
"Mom, how can I cut rice?"
"You can't learn how to cut rice if you don't know how to cut it? Don't tell me that you have never cut rice in your natal family!"
Born in Zhu's natal family There is a well-known preference for boys over girls. Most children in other families pick rice ears, but the girls from Zhu's natal family will already start harvesting rice at the age of eight or nine.
Mrs. Zhu turned around and walked under the big tree, intending to ask Chen Dasong to cut it. Mrs. Zhou didn't know what she was thinking.
"Go and shout to the old man, let's cut it together!"
Even though she was wearing a straw hat, she still felt a little overwhelmed in this unbearably hot weather.
Finish cutting early so you can go back and rest early. There is still a lot of work waiting to be done in the afternoon.
After the rice is cut in the morning, it needs to be threshed in the afternoon, and then the threshed rice is dried.
The weather has been good recently and it has been sunny all the time.
Qingji Dried Rice, using an ox-pulled stone roller to grind the rice grains is undoubtedly the most suitable method.
But if there is too much rain and too little rain, the rice in the fields will become wet. At that time, the rice stalks could not be pulled to the grain drying field, and they could only be hit with rice buckets in place to get the rice grains.
The Chen family has no cows, and there are only a few families in the village who have cows.
Among the relatives living in the same family, only the eldest cousin’s family has cattle.
But when old man Chen went to his first cousin Chen Shuigen to borrow a cow, Chen Shuigen refused, saying that he wanted to lend the cow to his wife's family.
Not even relatives in the same house can borrow cattle, and other families can't even borrow them.
There is no other way but to use stone slabs to beat rice.
The lunch meal was quite rich compared to usual.
In addition to two pots of boiled vegetables made by veteran actors, there is also a plate of scrambled eggs and a plate of fried pork with wild rice.
The men’s bowls were filled with a full bowl of japonica rice in stoneware bowls, while the bowls of the women and boys were only half a bowl; the girls had only a small bowl. A small bite.
Mrs. Zhou stood at the table, the corners of her mouth turned downward slightly, and she kept looking at the girls with disgust.
Although she seriously favors boys over girls, during busy farming periods, she will still give the girls in the family a bite of food.
After all, they have to do physical work. If they are not fed, they will have no strength.
The sun is like a huge fireball, baking the earth mercilessly, and the ground is so hot that it seems like smoke is coming out.
After eating, Old Chen kept walking around the room, feeling extremely anxious, but he did not dare to go out to work easily.
If you accidentally suffer from heat stroke, the consequences will be serious. Not only will the remaining rice not be harvested, but you will also have to spend money on medical treatment and medication.
He sighed heavily, with helplessness written on his face, and finally decided to go back to the room to take a lunch break.