I live in Miao Village[GL]

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After Ayaoduo's mother and daughter rented out the field, they no longer had to worry about threshing millet and drying the millet, but they still went to the field to deliver tea and meals to the uncle who threshed the millet for their family.

Xue Yi had never seen harvesting rice before, so he found it fresh, so he borrowed a sickle and went to help. After harvesting half an acre of rice, Xue Yi was so tired that he could not straighten his waist, and his hand was cut by the rice stubble. One hand was too heavy to lift.

"I'm so tired, no wonder Ayaoduo wants to do something. If I continue to do this job, my waist will be broken sooner or later." Xue Yi lay on the ground gasping for breath.

The villagers nearby said with a smile: "I can't help it, I need to eat! This year's harvest is considered good, and God will provide food for us. There is no severe drought or flood. If it were in previous years, I would be tired and I don't know where to start."

"Yes, it's not easy, uncle, it's been hard work." Xue Yi got up and wanted to help him cut more, but was declined by the uncle, "Mr. Xue, take a good rest, I'll come, I'll be fine soon!"

Here Uncle Qi Long and a few farmers are busy harvesting rice, while Aunt Jinlan and a few women over there bundle the harvested rice into bundles and beat them against a square wooden trough to beat the grains down. threshing millet.

"It's not easy, let's lie down again." Xue looked at it for a while, and then continued to lie down. Aunt Jinlan and the others were busy for a while, and were also tired, so they sat down to rest. A Yaoduo took the water bottle and sat down next to Xue Yi. Ask her if she wants a drink of water.

"Yes!" Xue Yimian got up and drank some water, and told Ayaoduo that this would not work, and he had to get a harvester, preferably one that combines harvesting and threshing, and it can be done at once to save trouble.

A Yaoduo said: "My dad visited the province before and wanted to bring it in, but that kind of machine is too big. We are all terraced fields and slopes, which is inconvenient."

"There is that kind of miniature harvester!" Xue Yi opened the plane trading system and searched. Sure enough, the plane trading system is omnipotent.

Xue Yi squeezed her waist, thinking that the villagers were more tired than her, so she was cruel, and decided to buy it even if it was a sky-high price.

Ayaoduo: "Wait a minute, we don't have electricity here."

Xue Ding stopped, and asked the system if there is one that does not use electricity, or if it can be charged wirelessly, the system: "Anchor, how dare you think about it!"

Xue Yichang sighed, it seems that it will develop slowly!

A Yaoduo watched her operate from the side, and keenly felt that the road of developing agriculture might not work, so she also lay down, depressed.

Xue Yi was worried that she couldn't think about it, so he comforted her by saying that our country's agriculture will definitely improve day by day in the next ten years. If you can’t use it here, you can go to other places, and you don’t have to be here. Besides, if you can’t grow rice, you can grow tea and fruit trees...

"Yuan Longping? I seem to have heard of it. By the way, how can you be so sure?"

"I read it in a book, you forgot, I came from 800 years ago."

"Then can you tell me where Yuan Longping is?" A Yaoduo asked eagerly.

Xue Yi smiled, and said I don't know, the book won't record it in detail, "Okay, don't think so much, get up and work, ah, what is it."

Just as Xue Yi was about to get up, she felt something flying past her with flapping wings.

"Wild ji, wild ji, A Yaoduo quickly catch her." Cheng Wen ran out of Jin Huang's rice field, followed by Jin Ge and A Ying.

"What wild chicken?" Before Xue Yi could react, Chengwen slipped into the rice field that had not been cut much beside her, and shouted: "Brother Jin, hurry up, the wild chicken has escaped to Uncle Qi Long's field. "

Immediately afterwards came Uncle Qi Long's anxious voice, "Whose child, come out and spoil my millet again."

A Yaoduo slapped the feathers off Xue Yi's head, smirked for a while, stood up and said, "Let's go, let's catch the wild chicken!"

The unpleasant things just now disappeared without a trace.

This day, Ayaoduo and others were lucky, they caught a total of four wild chickens. Uncle Qi Long caught seven or eight rice sweetfish from his own field and handed them all to Ayaoduo.

Recently, the cafeteria and school building have been repaired. There are pots, pans, tables, chairs, etc. on the school playground for a long time. The place is spacious. Ayaoduo cooked it in the playground. Some farmers who returned late smelled the aroma of roasted wild chicken and fish in sour soup. , Come here especially for the name, and everyone doesn't mind, and warmly invite them to eat.

In the evening, Uncle Qi Long lit a bonfire, and everyone sang and danced together to celebrate the harvest. It was quite a minority style. Naturally, Xue Yi couldn't dance, but at everyone's invitation, especially under the leadership of A Yaoduo, Then jumped up.

The dance steps of this kind of dance are similar to those of reverse wooden drum drums. Last time during the Lusheng Festival, Ayaoduo and others danced on the Changchun slope. Xue Yi vaguely remembered the formula, and the foot movements seemed to be "left and right, left and right, turn around Raise your hands, step back and spin", the movement of the hands is opposite to that of the feet. When the feet are forward, the hands should be backwards, and the movements should be light, as if they are catching prey, and they should not make too much noise.

Seeing that Xue Yi danced well, the villagers applauded one after another. Xue Yi had never learned to dance, and even seldom did sports other than running. He was very happy to be able to dance the first dance like this.

Although life in Miao Village is poor, there is joy in bitterness. Although everyone's life is not very good, but a delicious meal and a bonfire can make people forget the hard work for a while, and sing around the fire. Jumping again, this feeling is so good!

We had a quarrel for a while, the children were sleepy, and they asked the adults to tell stories, so everyone sat down. Most of the people here were talking about the ghosts and ghosts nearby, which frightened the children into the adults' arms.

Xue Yi was talking about Cinderella. When talking about Cinderella's two sisters chopping off their heels to wear crystal shoes, Ayaoduo said, "Yiyi, don't they hurt?"

"Uh..." Xue Yi realized that this story was a bit dark, so he changed the story to tell about Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves. Ayaoduo unconsciously rubbed against her, Xue said in a low voice, what are you doing, Ayaoduo Said I was afraid.

Xue said in a low voice that you are afraid of your size, and if you want to lean over, just say it directly, what the hell reason is that.

When it was Aunt Jinlan's turn, Aunt Jinlan kept evasive, "I don't know how to tell stories, they are all told by Ayaoduo's father, if you don't believe me, you can ask Ayaoduo."

Ayaoduo has already said a lot, and they are nothing more than ghost stories to scare children. Everyone wanted to hear something else, so they said: "Aunt Jinlan, let me tell you the story of you and Fang Zhishu. You know, a lot of people here don't know either."

Seeing that Aunt Jinlan couldn't evade, she blushed and started talking.

"I'm old enough to still talk about this, okay, then I'll talk about it, it's not good, everyone just smile."

People say what's the matter, how about setting up a dragon's gate array, what is said, what is said is good and what is said is not good.

Then Aunt Jinlan continued: "That year, my grandmother was still alive during the Lusheng Festival, and my eldest sister and I went back to Danliu Village to celebrate the Lusheng Festival. I went late, and everyone went to Changchun Slope. It was my first time. I couldn't find the way up to Changchun Slope, and met a group of young people who asked me to sing. Although I was stupid, I could sing two songs, and a few lines of folk songs made those young people speechless.

I sang and asked them if they would accept it, and if they accepted it, they would give me a feather from a reed to leave. They hesitated for a long time, but refused to go forward, and finally pushed out a young man in Han clothes. That young man was A Yaoduo's father. Dad was young and good-looking at the time, but he was stupid and stupid. He couldn't understand what I sang, and he just looked at me with a blushing face.

I was also arrogant at the time. I felt that they had no sincerity in pushing someone up to admit defeat to me. They sang one song after another around him, and they didn’t want his feathers. His father said: "Girl, I will give you whatever you want." Can you do it, please don't sing any more. 'I thought that man was funny, so I took out the token and told him to take the glutinous rice and eat it separately. When he saw me, he backed away for three miles. His father didn't understand, so he listened to those companions and took my red camellia. . "83/133 First page Previous page 8182838485868788 Next page Last page