little son-in-law

If possible, Mo Nanjin hopes that he will never set foot in the capital again in his whole life, and he also does not want to have any interaction with people from the capital.More than a month has passed, but every time he thinks about the change in Mo Yunzheng's eyes just before he left, he always has a bad feeling in his heart.

Of course, the next busy farming season did not give Mo Nanjin much time to think about these things. Soon it will be time to harvest early rice prices and wheat. The eight acres of land by the river, except for one acre as a vegetable field, two acres As a wheat field, the remaining five acres are used as paddy fields to plant rice.

Harvesting, drying, pounding rice, threshing wheat, replanting late rice and corn.There is a lot of rain in summer, and sometimes we have to rush to harvest rice and wheat that are drying in the sun.There is also no shortage of people in the orchard in summer, pruning, watering, and fertilizing the fruit.If the management does not keep up at this time, the previous efforts will be in vain.The three of Mo Nanjin and Tian Dazhuang must be too busy, so they found three more part-time workers.Susu occasionally comes to help deliver meals, but the silk business at home is also busy, and most of the food and water delivery falls on Yuyang and Mingyue. It is not an easy task to prepare meals for more than a dozen people every day. The two of them also lost a lot of weight.

"My husband, the weather has been good these few years, and the harvest in the field is good. I think this year is also good." Yuyang waved a fan for Mo Nanjin, looking at the harvested wheat and rice all over the ground, which looked golden. Harvest scene.

"Well, I think this year's two mu of land can harvest [-] to [-] catties of wheat, and the yield of rice is also [-] to [-] catties per mu." They are now resting under the big pagoda tree by the canal, and Yuyang sent After lunch, Mo Nanjin took a few sips of water from the water bottle.

"Master, it's been very hot these days. I think it's going to rain heavily." Xiao Mo wiped the sweat off his brow. Even under the shade of a tree, he couldn't feel cool. The moisture sticks to the skin, feeling like you can't breathe.

"Yes, it has been harvested, and it has been in the sun for two days. I guess it has been done by [-] to [-]%. We need to thresh and pound the rice as soon as possible, and finish it before the heavy rain. Otherwise, it will be even more difficult to clean up when the rain comes. A sudden soreness came from the limbs, and Mo Nanjin frowned slightly.It seems that there was really a heavy rain, and the joints are sore and swollen these days.

"Master." Ming Ting was having lunch at the side, but at this moment he put the rice bowl aside and took Mo Nanjin's left wrist.While glancing at Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo quickly glanced at Shimoda Zhuang and the laborers. Seeing that they were still eating with their heads down, he knowingly turned his body sideways to cover half of Mo Nanjin's body.

Yuyang's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't seen this scene, he continued to fan Mo Nanjin while chatting casually about this year's harvest in the field.But if you look closely, you will find a faint trace of worry in her eyes.

Mo Nanjin relaxed her body and leaned against the locust tree behind her. A warm stream of heat gradually flowed from her left wrist through her limbs, and the pain in her joints immediately eased a lot.

Mo Nanjin tapped Ming Ting's hand to signal that it was all right.I was imprisoned in the water prison back then, it was dark and humid all day without seeing the sun, and after that, I fled for days. Later, when I got Jingzhi and Xingzhi, I didn’t take good care of it. Every time when the humidity changes or the season changes, I always feel pain. for a while.In the past few years, the family did not have any money left, but in the past two years, the family has gradually improved, and some medicines have been used, but the effect is limited. But these years, thanks to Ming Ting's side, he used his internal strength to alleviate the pain, which really relieved a lot of pain.In fact, he also knew that his body had already lost too much, but he didn't know how long this dilapidated body could last.He just hoped that he could see these children grow up with his own eyes.

"Master, are you feeling better?" Xiao Mo squatted at his feet, rubbed his knees, and asked softly.

"It's much better, it's an old problem. Don't worry." Mo Nanjin smiled comfortingly at the three of them.Ming Ting and Xiao Mo knew the truth.As for Yuyang, he never wanted to hide it from her. Yuyang is an extremely intelligent woman. He has lived with her for more than three years. He knows that Yuyang knows more or less clearly, but she never will. Asking, just like he also knew that Yuyang must not be a simple woman, but he didn't go to the bottom of it.It is enough for each other to understand that the other party can be trusted and relied on.With the world people.

"Sister, let's have dinner. I'm still busy in the afternoon." Just as Mo Nanjin knew her, she also knew that Mo Nanjin would never go back with her to rest.Yuyang brought out a bowl of rice from the food box, and some light dishes for him.

"Brother Mo, are the crops in your field almost sun-dried? I think your harvest this year is even better than in previous years." Aunt Zhao also came home with food. Sit down in the shade.Old Uncle Zhao came over to them with a large blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand.

"Actually, it's almost the same as last year. Uncle Zhao is sitting here."

"Brother Mo, I see that your land earns a lot more than other people's every year." I don't know how they plant it. The same land is used by others, or even more. , but it is this Mo family who collects a lot of grain every year, which is strange to say.

"We are just finer. There is not much more. I think Uncle Zhao's land is almost finished." Mo Nanjin smiled and turned the topic over to this page. In fact, he also knew this old Uncle Zhao. The meaning is nothing more than some secrets to condom.It is true that his family collects more than 100 catties of grain per mu than other families.The key to the problem lies in the early breeding, seedling raising and the use of field base fertilizer.After all, he has modern knowledge. Although he is not specialized in agriculture, he is somewhat more advanced than the people here.It's not that he doesn't want to take it out, it's just that he understands the truth that Mu Xiu must be destroyed by Lin Feng.As an outsider, if he taught this knowledge, these farmers would really appreciate him, but those powerful clans might not be happy to see him show off and win people's hearts here.Good deeds have to be done by people. When everyone like the Yun family does it, not only will everyone not criticize, but they will also sing praises.As for those who have no power or influence, they have to make such a move. It's not impossible, but the consequences have to be weighed first.

"After harvesting this piece, the one on the other side of the river hasn't started yet." Uncle Zhao lowered his head, took a few swigs from his bowl, and then said, "There are few long-term workers this year, and the master asked us to take care of it. Look at the rain is coming soon."

Mo Nanjin looked at his bowl, and could only see that there was brown rice, and the rest of the leaves of wild vegetables could not be seen. There was a big bowl of black, black, yellow, and yellow. Not far away, Aunt Zhao and her three children ate it. Zhengxiang, a small basket of small black buns made with unknown additions, a small pot of old cabbage and pickles, and a large bowl of porridge for each person. The youngest child, Xiaoshui, is only seven or eight years old. A big bowl, hula hula to drink happily.

"This is mixed vegetable porridge. We often ate these when we were in our hometown." Seeing Mo Nanjin glanced at his bowl, old Zhao guessed that the young master of the Mo family had never seen this thing before, and he didn't think so. Yi said: "When I was in my hometown, I also added bran noodles, and when I was fleeing, I ate everything. I also ate dirt, bark, grass roots, and even my own clothes and straw sandals."

"Soil? Straw sandals?" Xiao Mo asked in surprise after finishing his meal and putting down his bowl.

Mo Nanjin smiled. Xiao Mo had suffered a lot with him in the past few years, but he was not hungry. Not to mention soil and straw sandals, there are also "eating by changing children".

"Yes, Brother Xiao Mo, everyone's stomachs are full and swollen after eating white soil." Hearing Xiao Mo's words, Xiao Shui came over and gestured at his own belly.

Seeing the white rice in Mo Nanjin's bowl, he secretly swallowed.

Mo Nanjin asked Xiao Mo to serve him a large bowl of leftover rice, and a plate of small fried fish was barely opened, so he also brought it to him.

"How can this happen?" Uncle Zhao quickly refused.

"It's okay, everyone has finished eating." Mo Nanjin waved his hand, signaling Xiao Shui to go over there and eat with his family.

Old Uncle Zhao smiled embarrassedly, looked at the laborers who had already started pounding rice, then moved closer to Mo Nanjin, and whispered: "Brother Mo, you can't be so serious, you This family is in a good family, so it’s okay to eat rice, but if you see someone who gives white rice to the helpers, there are these dishes. To tell you the truth, I have seen the rice that my master eats for the long-term workers. It’s nothing more than brown rice and corn paste .The kind-hearted families just give a bowl of brown rice. How can you be like this? It’s not like you don’t pay wages.”

"Oh, thank you, Uncle Zhao, for your advice. It's just that I've given white rice before, and I'm afraid that everyone will be unhappy. Uncle Zhao also knows that it's not easy to hire helpers during the busy farming season." It is definitely not a good job to cook in the kitchen. You can eat the same thing once and you will be done.In two ways, Yuyang and the others will suffer twice.He didn't think it was necessary, and besides, there was no shortage of this little rice at home. Since they hired people to work, these people were also diligent, so why should they divide food so clearly? But he also understood that Uncle Zhao was kindly reminding him, and it was inconvenient for him. What to refute.Since it is a good intention, just accept it.

"The brothers of the Mo family also said the same thing. Look at my master, he treats the long-term workers harshly. He has left so many jobs this year, and there are not enough harvesters."

Seeing Xiao Mo curling his lips in secret, Mo Nanjin understood what he meant.Earlier, Xiao Mo was really half right. Many of the long-term laborers of the Tian family left before the harvest, but the master of the Tian family turned around and replaced a group of people, and it was still cheaper than the previous ones.Although it is said that there is a shortage of manpower in this busy farming season, there are more people who have no land, and it is not enough to say that they cannot hire people.Doing short-term work is not a long-term thing. There will be no errands in the slack season. If you want to work, you have to ask around.Generally, these people want to find a long-term job, but not every family can afford a long-term worker all year round. In this town, there are only the Yun family, and the Tian family is one of the few big families that can do it. For example, the Yun family is unwilling to leave when the long-term contract expires, and the rest are like the Tian family. Although they are harsher, it is better to have work than to have nothing, so many of them left this year, and they begged to come back later. On the contrary, the Tian family's master has a big list, and he didn't want to choose a few. People who understand it are clear in their hearts. It is estimated that Tian Cheng's daughter-in-law is going to be ruthless, and this Tian family's master is even more stingy on money. .

These days are really sweltering, but everyone dare not take a break, for fear that if the rain stops, half a year of hard work will be wasted.Fortunately, this year's part-time workers are all experienced, and I borrowed two rice pounding tools. In this way, half of them were pounded in three days, and the remaining brown rice and wheat grains were directly put into the warehouse. .The pounded milled rice was selected to be 60 catties and sold to the Yun Family Rice Shop for [-] Wen a catty, and a total of [-] taels of silver was bought.Save a little, enough for a family to chew for half a year.

Immediately after harvesting, they planted seedlings and planted corn non-stop. This kind of life went on for more than half a month, until the wheat stalks and straws were half dry, but the rain did not fall, and the sky became more and more humid and hot.Big and small Maotou did not go out during the day, lying under the tree in the yard and sticking out his tongue.Jing Zhi and Xing Zhi were so hot that they woke up several times throughout the night.Mo Nanjin had no choice but to put a basin of warm water in the room, and take turns to wipe their bodies all night, and sit by the bed to fan the wind from time to time.As the weather became increasingly humid, the soreness of the joints also made him unable to sleep all night, and sometimes his eyes would turn black after waking up in the morning.People are getting thinner.

It's not that they didn't see the hidden worries in Xiao Mo and Ming Ting's eyes, Ming Yue and Yu Yang also changed their ways and cooked different meals in different ways.Children are sensitive, and Jing Zhi and Xing Zhi seem to be aware of something and become very good.Sometimes when I woke up at night, seeing Mo Nanjin was still fanning them, I would lie down obediently again, and softly shouted: "Daddy, go to sleep. We are not hot anymore."

People in the town are talking about the abnormal weather. Some elderly people recalled that such weather happened more than 60 years ago. It was hot and humid for more than a month, followed by continuous torrential rain for more than ten days. The clouds and water in the entire Yunzhou skyrocketed, destroying the dams on both sides of the river. The Snow River also flooded, and that year, food was also greatly reduced, and many people died of starvation.

The whole Nanshan Town was shrouded in an atmosphere of tension.Vaguely, it seemed that something was really going to happen.

Looking at the yellow sky outside the window, Mo Nanjin murmured, "The wind and rain are coming..."