Xiao Jiaojiao suffered from morning sickness and had many babies, and was pampered by Qing Leng'

Jiang Shangshu and others fell into deep thought after listening to Xie Yuan's words. Although the words were rough, they made sense upon closer inspection.

Song Ren glanced at his brother-in-law. Every time he spoke, he always made people's eyes brighter.

In Xiejia Village, all the tribesmen gathered in the field today, just waiting for Xie Yuan to come back and worship the gods before harvesting.

Looking at the plump wheat ears, the wait becomes not so difficult.

At the end of the hour, as the sound of horse hooves sounded, the tribesmen looked towards the source of the sound.

"Brother Yuan is back."

Seeing Xie Yuan and his party, the clan members finally had smiles on their faces.

Under the tree at the entrance of the village, the third aunt saw Xie Yuan and hurriedly pulled Jiang Mingyue up.

"Come on, let's go quickly and meet everyone. We'll be worshiping the gods soon."

Jiang Mingyue was pulled into the middle of the team by her third aunt. After Xie Yuan, Song Ren and his party dismounted, the old patriarch shouted loudly: "Xie Yuan, the 21st great-great-grandson of the Xie family, has returned to the team!"

Xie Yuan explained a few words to Song Ming, walked to the middle of the tribe, and stood in his seat.

The old patriarch then took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms and read it, saying nothing more than thanking the gods of heaven and earth. Fire was not allowed in the wheat fields, so the yellow paper was blown up to the sky by the dry and hot wind.

The old patriarch knelt down, and Jiang Mingyue was pulled down by her third aunt. After kowtowing three times, everyone stood up.

The old patriarch cut a bunch of wheat on the plot of land he had chosen long ago and shouted: "The summer harvest has begun!"

Men, women, boys, and girls on the ridge all poured into the wheat field.

Song Ming looked at this scene and said with a smile: "Now that we are here, we can't just watch like this. Let's go! Let's have fun with everyone."

With Song Ming taking the lead, Song Ren, Jiang Shangshu and others took sickles and got down to the ground one after another.

Jiang Mingyue looked at this scene with a little surprise. The emperor was quite down-to-earth. The key was that it really looked like cutting wheat.

While everyone was cutting wheat, Xie Yuan walked to his wife and whispered: "It's hot, so you can make some mung bean soup."

"Third Aunt and I just started cooking, and Yu Xing and the others have already started preparing lunch."

Xie Yuan felt relieved after hearing this.

"The weather is hot, go back quickly! Don't get sunstroke."

Jiang Mingyue said 'hmm', took the straw hat from Apple's hand and handed it to him, saying, "When I came back, I saw someone selling straw hats, so I bought some. I didn't expect that they would actually come in handy."

Xie Yuan heard this and only took three.

"Put the rest away!"

Jiang Mingyue was a little confused and said, "Isn't three enough?"

"Things that are rare are valuable, and people will not cherish things that are easily obtained."

Xie Yuan leaned into his wife's ear and whispered: "Give me the rest later."

Jiang Mingyue: "..."

Give a straw hat, and the man also gives it a trick.

"Know it!"

Seeing the man descending to the ground with a straw hat and a sickle, Jiang Mingyue quietly handed the remaining straw hat to Apple and whispered a few words to her.

Apple's eyes flashed, she covered her straw hat with her clothes, and left quickly.

In the field, Xie Yuan gave one straw hat to Song Ming, and gave the remaining two straw hats to Song Ren and the older Minister of War. Then he walked to a nearby field, grabbed a handful of wheat, and leaned over to cut it quickly. .

Song Ren looked at the straw hat in his hand and did not wear it, but gave it to Jiang Shangshu.

"Thank you, Fifth Young Master!"

Jiang Shangshu did not refuse and put it on his head.

Song Ren walked to the acre of land where his father was, tied up his sleeves and trouser legs, and quickly started cutting.

Jiang Shangshu and others were a little surprised when they looked at Song Ren who was cutting wheat. He didn't look like a trick, but he was very skillful. The fifth prince really gave them a lot of surprises.

Two quarters of an hour later, Song Ren estimated the time and felt that his father should be tired, so he finally caught up with him.

"Dad, I'll cut the wheat, how about you bundle it?"

The old patriarch next to him touched his beard when he heard this, looked at Song Ming and smiled happily: "Brother, your son is filial and knows how to care for others."

Song Ming wiped the sweat from his face, raised his head and looked at the old patriarch who was sitting on the cart bundling wheat, and then looked at the three strong men in front of him who were cutting wheat and said: "Brother's children don't do it either." No matter what, they are all good at work.”

"I'm not boasting. These three sons of mine are all well-known in the villages. I think back then..."

Song Ming looked at the old patriarch who looked proud when he mentioned his son. He also wanted to praise his son, but he opened his mouth and said, well, I can't praise him!

On the ridge, Jiang Mingyue saw how busy everyone was, and although she wanted to go up to help, looking at her white and tender little hands, if she really went over, she might be adding to the chaos instead of helping.

Jiang Mingyue, who is very self-aware, returned to the entrance of the village and saw that the patriarch's grandmother and others had set up a big pot. While Yu Xing followed them to help, she took a bite from each grandmother, which made several people unable to close their mouths and started shouting. He took out the mountain fruit and gave it to Yu Xing as a tooth sacrifice.

Seeing that she was getting along well with everyone, Jiang Mingyue looked away, walked to the tree and hugged Grape.

"Dad, the clan members are harvesting wheat. Do you want to see the grapes?"

Putao opened his big round eyes and looked in the direction of the wheat field and said "ah".

"I understand, Aniang will take you there right now."

Jiang Mingyue deliberately ignored her son, wanting to see his reaction. As a result, the mother and daughter had just walked a few steps when they heard Tuanzi yelling. At first, it was just "Ah", but when Jiang Mingyue didn't look back, it turned into 'Ahhh' turned into 'ahhhh' when Jiang Mingyue continued to walk forward. Her tone was much more fierce than before, as if she was saying, 'Where are you going? Why don't you take me? '

Knowing that if she continued to tease her, her son would get angry, Jiang Mingyue stopped and looked back at her son, who was raising his little head and yelling "Ahhh".

"Aniang, after hearing this, of course we can't be without our dumplings."

Jiang Mingyue put her children on the trolley, pushed them to Apple's side and asked, "Is the mung bean soup ready?"

"It will take a while, but there is sweet wine."

"Pretend for me!"

Jiang Mingyue handed her son's small bamboo cup to Apple.

After filling up the sweet wine, she pushed the two young people to the ridge, squatted beside them, pointed at Xie Yuan who was working in the field and said: "Did you see it? Daddy is there!"

The two-breasted baby looked at the people in the field and cried out, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"?

In the field, Xie Yuan heard the cries of his children and stood up, looking at the mother and daughter on the ridge.

Jiang Minghong wiped the sweat from his face and looked at Xie Yuan and said: "Brother-in-law, come over quickly! Tuanzi and Putao are calling you!"

Xie Yuan said 'hmm', put down his sickle, picked up the bag of leaves he had just wrapped, and walked towards them.

"You summoned Dad here! Putao and Tuanzi are really good."

Jiang Mingyue saw her husband coming, and while fanning him, she took out the bamboo cup from under the cart and handed it to him.