Reborn and refused to support his younger brother Mo, but was chased by his ex-wife and sister

Wang Sufen cried and asked He Hui to educate his son, but He Hui remained silent beside him.

Lu Linshan was already heartbroken, and seeing his son venting his anger on him for the past few decades made it even more impossible for him to speak.

At this time, suddenly there was thunder in the sky and dark clouds. It looked like it might rain, and it would be a heavy rain.

In other words, the weather forecast in the county is not accurate, and the weather may change earlier.

Raining is indeed suitable for growing seedlings, but raining is not suitable for transplanting. After all, people's work efficiency will be reduced a lot when they are in the rain. If the seedlings are not transplanted well, they will easily float.

And in early summer, a heavy rain usually means that there will be sunny days and the temperature will rise a few degrees.

Wang Sufen was anxious now and had no time to figure out who was right and who was wrong with Lu Shanhe. She quickly directed her two sons and daughter-in-law to plant rice on the slopes of the mountain.

Just like Lu Shanhe said, if we don't seize the time to plant rice seedlings, we will really have nothing to do with the northwest wind in autumn. Not to mention the lack of grain, if the commune asks us to hand over grain when the time comes, I'm afraid we won't be able to hand over even a single grain.

The two brothers, He Dayong and He Dazhi, were used to playing cards, drinking, and bragging, but it would definitely not work for them to do farm work.

If Lu Linshan hadn't been holding on at home, these two brothers would have drunk the northwest wind long ago.

Now that Lu Linshan is ill, Lu Shanhe doesn't give them any face at all, and Wang Sufen can only urge them.

"But Mom, it's so late, and we still have several acres of land. Even if we plug it until dawn, we can't finish it." He Dayong made a lot of excuses, but in fact he just didn't want to work.

Even though it was the 80s, leather shoes were a rarity in rural areas, but He Dayong picked up a pair of leather shoes from nowhere.

I either use lard or rapeseed oil to polish my leather shoes every day, and I also wear lukewarm suit pants and a short-sleeved shirt with a stand-up collar.

He doesn't look like a farmer, but more like a leader from a small county.

He Dayong's biggest hobby is to hold a teacup and go to the brigade to brag.

The topic of bragging can never be separated from his son.

Usually the son is in college (actually a high school junior college), how is life in the city, and the son's classmates are the descendants of a certain big leader, etc.

Not to mention, because rural people in this era have basically never been to the city, let alone a big city, so they enjoy hearing He Dayong perform the Dragon Gate Formation.

He Dayong was very concerned about his image and asked him to plant rice in the paddy field without taking off his leather shoes. How could this be done!

"Let's talk about it tomorrow!" He Dayong was just lazy and didn't want to go to the fields.

He Dayong did not realize the seriousness of the problem at this time, but still believed that He Hui and Lu Linshan would continue to compromise and would still help plant rice seedlings tomorrow.

But He Hui watched all this with cold eyes.

When He Fangmin and Wang Sufen insulted Lu Linshan with such vicious words today, He Hui had completely given up on this family.

This made He Hui feel that it was not worth it. She and Lu Linshan had worked hard at home for decades without any merit.

But in the end, what they got in exchange was deserved and constant insults, without any family affection.

Lu Shanhe's words this afternoon made He Hui completely sober. Maybe the family was really separated.

Seeing that her eldest son could not move, Wang Sufen anxiously went to call her second son, He Dazhi.

Because He Dazhi was Wang Sufen's youngest son, Wang Sufen and He Fangmin loved him very much.

This is the saying that the emperor loves the eldest son and the people love the youngest son.

It was during the difficult period of the 60s that Wang Shisufen would rather go hungry and eat bark and wild vegetables than leave the only food in the family to He Dazhi.

Therefore, He Dazhi looks fair, tall and strong, which is completely different from the thinner He Dayong and He Hui.

Although He Dazhi is also a farmer, He Dazhi has never suffered much hardship since he was a child, and he even did little farm work.

Ask him to plant rice seedlings, and he doesn't even know how far apart the rice seedlings are.

He Dazhi quickly refused and said: "Damn it, it's already dark, and it looks like it's going to rain. If you go to work so late, be careful if you fall. We'll talk about it tomorrow. It doesn't matter if you plant rice in the morning or at night."

After hearing what He Dazhi said, Wang Sufen almost spit out blood.

What does it mean to insert it in the morning and insert it in the evening?

The weather is obviously going to change. If the seedlings are not wiped out today and tomorrow, the He family's land will be completely deserted until September.

It is definitely impossible to replant the paddy field with vegetables or corn later.

Either transplant rice seedlings and plant rice, or it will just sit there abandoned.

When Lu Shanhe heard his second uncle's words, he felt pitiful and ridiculous.

Sure enough, the four bodies are not diligent and the five grains are not separated.

The second uncle actually couldn't even figure out the time for transplanting rice seedlings.

Lu Shanhe just wanted to see if the He family would live well without Lu Linshan.

Wang Sufen saw that her eldest son couldn't shout, her younger son couldn't shout, let alone her daughter and son-in-law.

While crying and complaining that his life was miserable, he quickly carried the hoe and let the donkey cart pull the seedlings to the slope to plant them.

Wang Sufen originally wanted to get Lu Shanhe's rice-planting artifact. On the one hand, she couldn't bear to lose her face. On the other hand, she didn't know how to use the thing, so she cried even harder.

He Fangmin has experienced the old times. In the old days, landlords collected grain and were beaten if they failed to pay!

Although this is a new era, he also knows very well that if he cannot deliver food during the autumn harvest, he will really die.

He Fangmin also quickly drove the donkey cart to the slopes with Wang Sufen.

Although He Dayong really didn't want to farm, he was too embarrassed to stay at home when his two old father and mother went up.

He quickly followed.

Seeing that Li Haiyan was still eating melon seeds at the door, how dare he not come here.

With one slap, he knocked the melon seeds in Li Haiyan's hand to the ground and said: "Knock, kettle, kettle! I know how to knock them all day long!"

"Hurry up and pack your things and go plant the rice seedlings!"

Seeing that her husband was angry, Li Haiyan did not dare to neglect, and followed him with a hoe in despair.

He Dayong greeted He Dazhi again. He Dazhi didn't dare not listen to what his elder brother said, and dragged Zhang Fen to help.

This time, Lu Linshan did not relent. He sat on the threshold and looked at the back of the figure who sat and left.

He Hui hesitated for a while. She originally wanted to go up and help, but she thought about how her husband had suffered so many grievances. Her own daughter had never been treated as a daughter by her parents, so she just kept crying.

Lu Shanhe didn't care so much and continued to sleep soundly on the bed.

Even if there are 6 workers on the slope, there are still several acres of land, and it is absolutely impossible to finish all the work in two days.

Sure enough, before they started working on the slope, the six people started to curse.

Wang Sufen blamed He Fangmin for being too slow in transplanting the rice seedlings, "He Fangmin, you are like a stuffed cow's belly - a straw bag! I asked you to pass the seedlings to me, but why are you smoking dry cigarettes on the field ridge! "

He Fangmin also wanted to cry without tears. His health was not good to begin with. Lu Linshan used to do all the farm work at home, especially the heavy and menial work. Now that he was suddenly asked to plant rice, wouldn't it cost him his life?

Li Haiyan and He Dayong also had a quarrel.

Normally, when you let Lu Linshan do the work, everyone thinks that transplanting rice seedlings is such a simple task.

However, the seedlings planted by Li Haiyan were either crookedly stacked together, or were not inserted at all, and they stood up again as soon as they were soaked in water.

"You melon bitch! If you eat melon seeds, you can eat up the Great Wall. How can I ask you to plant a rice seedling like painting an earthworm!"

"He Dayong, why don't you just stand and talk without your back hurting! What are you doing standing on the ridge?"

He Dayong looked at the leather shoes on his feet and said shamelessly: "Who am I to do this kind of work!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly poured heavily.