Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Zhou Dalang sighed, "Today, the other houses in the village have finished cutting the wheat, and Zhou Hu's house still has four plots of land."

Old Zhou frowned, "Is this too slow?"

"That can't be helped. His daughter-in-law is still lying in bed and can't move. He has to go back to make three meals a day and medicine. Fortunately, Dafu and Erlu can help, otherwise he will not be able to take care of the land and the family."

Man Bao said: "Big brother, tomorrow you will bring the fifth and sixth brothers to help. I will also help after school. I have learned to hold a sickle."

Old Zhou Tou smoked a cigarette for a while without speaking.

Qian shi glanced at him and said, "Just listen to Man Bao, I think the sky is gloomy today, maybe it will rain at any time, so bring the big head and the two heads too. , since the wheat has been cut, I will help others to cut the beans in the field as well."

Zhou Dalang happily agreed, he and Zhou Hu have a very good relationship.

Qian thought for a while, then looked at He who was numb, and said, "Zhou Hu's family has a good relationship with you. You can go there tomorrow morning to see. There are some things that a man can't do carelessly, and a woman has to come."

He also happily responded.

Her family's home is a bit far from Qili Village, and the whole Qili Village's daughter-in-law is the same village as Chen's, and she played with Sister Chen's ass when she was a child, and she was well cared for, so they had a good relationship after they got married.

In particular, her relationship with Zhou Hu's family is still connected by the Chen family, so the relationship between their third family and Zhou Hu's family is also good.

Old Zhou Tou didn't say a word, but he was smoking a little harder.

When he looked down and saw the little girl's face was also happy, he couldn't help but nodded her forehead, it was really a manpower without money.

One or two are not enough to help you in the past, but half of the family has to go there?

However, Qian Shi made up his mind, the sons had no objection, and the daughter-in-law had no objection, so it was not easy for Old Zhou to object.

It's just that no one expected that it would rain with lightning and thunder that night. Fortunately, in the evening, the old Zhou family moved all the things that were drying in the yard back into the house.

So the Zhou family just looked up tiredly and looked outside, and then fell asleep again, but many people in the village couldn't sleep anymore, and quickly got up to collect their things.

Although the things are covered with wheat grass to block the dew, it is obvious that the wheat grass cannot keep out the rain, especially the heavy rain in summer.

So many people have to get up in the dark to collect food.

Most of the people in the village had the lights on, and half of them were dark. Obviously, many people had the same foresight as the old Zhou family.

The lights at Zhou Hu's house were also on, but he didn't dry things in the yard. In the evening, Zhou Dalang reminded him to take back all the things in the yard in case it rained at night.

He hoped not to go down, but he still went down.

There is still unharvested wheat in his fields.

The wind was blowing violently, and big raindrops were falling down, but the summer rain came and went quickly.

That is, Man Bao turned over, rolled from one side to the other, continued to sleep with his mouth open, and the rain outside slowly subsided, and then stopped after a while.

If it wasn't for waking up the next day and seeing the wet yard in the yard, Man Bao, who slept like a pig, wouldn't even know it rained last night.

The next day was only slightly bright, and Zhou Dalang took his two younger brothers and went out with a sickle, and the children could go later.

After all, it is not their own land, and children still have this privilege.

Wheat is very fragile, especially the yellowed wheat. When the wind blows and the rain blows, a large piece of the wheat is blown down and clings to the ground.

In some relatively low-lying fields, water still accumulated, soaking the wheat.

In the entire Qili Village, the wheat from Zhou Hu's family was confiscated, and the beans in the fields were in good condition. Many people came out early in the morning with sickles to harvest the beans.

A rain may not affect the beans, but how many more?

The grain still has to be collected and dried, and it is the best to receive it in the warehouse.

The villagers also saw Zhou Dalang and others who were working in Zhou Hu's home. They were stunned for a while and greeted them enthusiastically, knowing that they were here to help Zhou Hu.

On the contrary, Zhou Hu was the last to arrive in the field. After all, he had to cook porridge and medicine for his wife and children when he woke up, so when he got to the field, Zhou Dalang had already led his two younger brothers to cut out a big piece.

Zhou Hu stood blankly, his eyes a little red.

Zhou Dalang turned around indifferently and waved: "Hurry up, the sun will come out in a while."

Zhou Hu hurried forward with the sickle. Today's wheat was even more difficult to cut because it fell down. Zhou Dalang and Zhou Hu asked Wuwulang and Saturdaylang to cut the good ones. The two of them bent over to cut the wheat that was lying on the ground.

His waist was almost bent to the ground.

I couldn't take it anymore, so I squatted and cut forward.

So they hated the rain when they were harvesting.

The harvested wheat did not dare to be dried in the ground again, so it was bundled up and picked up in a bamboo basket.

At noon, Zhou Hu went home to bring food to Zhou's house, but was held down by Zhou Dalang, and said, "My yard is full of wheat and soybeans, but I can't turn around. It just so happens that the third daughter-in-law is here, let her do whatever you want in your house. Just get some food."

Mr. Ho has no opinion at all.

Bringing food to Lao Zhou's house is equivalent to inviting the whole old Zhou family to eat. Their family has a large population, and the family eats as much food as Zhou Hu's family for seven days.

Zhou Hu is a man after all, and he can't take care of many things. Mr. He just wiped his body and changed his clothes for Mrs. Chen all morning. After washing his hands, he went to the kitchen to help them cook.

Zhou Hu opened his mouth to say something, but Zhou Dalang held him down and said: "Okay, you and my brother don't pay attention to these things, it's not easy for your family now, by the way, the sun is not too small today, take a break at noon, and then again in the afternoon. Go, we'll do it a little later at night, and it should be cleaned up after half a day of work tomorrow."

Zhou Hu responded in a low voice, and patted his shoulder, "Good brother!"

Zhou Dalang smiled at him and bumped his shoulder.

After making an appointment to leave for work in the afternoon, Zhou Dalang led his family back after dinner, but when they went to the field again in the afternoon, they found a lot of people standing there.

Not only Zhou Dalang, but also Zhou Hu, who came here, was stunned for a moment.

When Zhou Dazhu saw them, he waved his sickle and asked, "How many pieces are left?"

Zhou Dalang was the first to return to his senses and grinned, "This piece, and the two pieces on the back of the mountain, you have so many people here, you should be able to make it tonight."

Zhou Dazhu smiled and said, "Let's start then."

When Manbao went to the field after school, Datou was leading his younger brothers and sisters to hold together small piles of wheat and tie them up for the adults, and then pick them home.

Man Bao rolled up his sleeves and asked, "What can I do?"

Everyone glanced at the white and tender Man Bao, and said happily: "You can't roll up your sleeves while holding the wheat, you have to tie them up, or Man Bao will cry at night."