little son-in-law

There has been a lot of rain this year.The weather was not good during the summer harvest, but now that the autumn harvest is over, it is cloudy again.

Although the rain stopped, the weather was not very good, the clouds were heavy, and the sun just showed its face and then disappeared. I didn't want to harvest corn in this weather, but Mo Nanjin has lived here for five years. There are some days that are cloudy and rainy, and there are no sunny days for more than ten days. If we wait any longer, we really don't know what the weather will be like next.

Before breakfast, Ming Ting went to the corn field, and came back and said that the field was quite damp, but luckily the corn stalks were not washed away, and there was no way to hire short-term labor for the time being. Go find some helpers.

The four of them pulled two flatbed carts, one of which was borrowed from Mrs. Jing Zhi's family this morning, and it was the autumn harvest season, and everyone else was using it, so they must not be able to borrow one. I really didn't get along with the second wife, so I simply came back from Zhaoyang with the eldest daughter-in-law and four granddaughters to live in Nanshan Town. The only little Susukida had already been sold, and now I mainly rely on the monthly subsidy from my son. At home, Mrs. Wang is good at making clothes, and he also helps people make clothes, shoes and socks for some wages. The things in Grandma Xia's hand are always difficult to borrow. When Xiao Mo went today, Mo Nanjin even asked Xiao Mo to carry a duck with him.

Mo Nanjin originally wanted to prevent Nangong Jingshen from coming over. He had a fever in the rain last night, although the fever subsided today.But now there is obviously a blue color, and the spirit of the whole person seems to be a little bit weak.Besides, he has never done any of these farm work. Unlike the last time he went to pick crabapples, the corn field is not ventilated, and it has just rained, so it must be stuffy and damp. No matter how healthy he is, this is not the case.

But he insisted on coming over, and Mo Nanjin had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to be careful later, watch him point, and once he found something was wrong, let him go home and rest.

Along the way, I saw a lot of people, men, women, old and young going to battle together. Empty cars passed by and returned with full loads.On the side of the road, someone has already piled the harvested corn under the tree. The elderly and half-grown children in the family are sitting under the tree with small benches to peel the corn. The road is full of flying white corn husks.

There are not many big men like their family at one time.

When the four of them arrived in the field, the corn stalks were still green, but the corn husks were already white. The four of them wore old clothes from head to toe, and cloth towels wrapped around their heads and necks.

Nangong Jingshen followed Mo Nanjin all the way. He had never done these tasks once, so he had to learn slowly from behind Mo Nanjin. Besides, he wanted to try it himself. What kind of life has Xiaojin been these years? day.

Although Mo Nanjin didn't ask many questions, he saw that he learned quickly and carefully.Mo Nanjin was a little relieved when he saw that he was doing well, but he didn't see anything wrong.

He received a row on the left, and Nangong Jingshen was on the right.At the beginning, it was Mo Nanjin who pulled Nangong Jingshen down, but later on, it turned out to be the other way around.

Because the ground was very wet, the car couldn't get in, so they had to carry out bags one by one, and loaded them into the car. Mo Nanjin and Xiao Mo were responsible for breaking and packing the bags, while Nangong Jingshen and Ming Ting carried them out.

At that time, when the corn was planted, not much was planted, and the four of them went up and down five times, but they were asked to collect a small half of it.

Their house is unloaded under the plane tree at the door.On the fifth trip home, it’s almost time for lunch. I unloaded the corn on the ground, and there are already many dead Yuyang and Mingyue beside me, already peeled and twisted into braids, just waiting to bury a few stakes in the backyard. Just surround it in a circle and dry it in the sun.In winter, when the farming is slack, rub the particles again, sell them to grain stores, and keep some at home.

A few people simply wash up in the backyard

Yuyang and Mingyue's meals were already on the table. The family was busy at this time, and the meals were kept simple, just a few stir-fried vegetarian dishes. As for the meat dishes, there was only a plate of fried pork and spicy chicken.

Seeing that Nangong Jingshen didn't eat much, Mo Nanjin had a strange look on her face, so she gave him a piece of meat with chopsticks, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong, aren't you feeling well?"

Nangong seemed to have recovered after hearing the words, and said with a faint smile: "It's okay, it's just a little hot and I don't have an appetite."

Mo Nanjin was a little worried and said: "How about, after lunch, you can accompany the two little guys to sleep. There is no rush for this little work in the field. I will ask Ming Ting to hire part-time workers this afternoon."

Nangong Jingshen lowered her left hand, held Mo Nanjin's right hand, intertwined her fingers, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "You treat me like a child, what is this? You and I have both been to the frontier. I have survived all the hardships, how can I still not be able to survive this? I think it is you, who went to bed late last night, so don’t go in the afternoon.” Although it can’t be compared with those, I still feel distressed, because seeing the little girl Hibiscus would knock on his knees and shoulders indiscriminately, reminding him of the mistakes he made back then.

"Daddy, I want to eat that chicken." Xingzhi pointed to the fiery red spicy chicken in the middle of the table.

"No, your mouth will hurt. Daddy will give you some shredded pork." He was already in love with fire in this season, so how dare he let him eat chili peppers.

"Oh." Reluctantly agreed, Gu Lulu's big eyes turned to Nangong Jingshen, hoping that Uncle Jing could help him with a word.

Nangong Jingshen received it, reconciled in the middle, and said to Mo Nanjin: "Is it okay to eat a piece?"

Xingzhi smiled and nodded immediately, it's okay to eat a little.

Mo Nanjin gave Nangong Jing a deep look, and said, "Will it hurt in your mouth?"

I don't know who it is, but for several nights when the two little guys fell asleep, they came up to play tricks, and kept saying, "Little Jin, my mouth hurts, please help me too."

Nangong Jing heard the words deeply, so she had no choice but to give Xingzhi a helpless look.

Xingzhi understands, it turns out that Daddy is the biggest in the family, and even Uncle Jing has to listen to Daddy.

After Ming Ting finished eating the first bowl, Xiao Mo was close to the bowl of rice, and naturally reached out his hand to take it, but Ming Ting raised his hand to avoid it, and said, "I can do it myself."

The moment you turned around, the fingers holding the rice bowl were so tight that they turned white, Nangong Jingshen, I hope you will not let the young master down this time, he saw what happened back then, young master, although you want to get over this Page, but do you really have no doubts in your heart?Where was Nangong Jingshen when you were in the water prison?Don't say that he was defending his family and country in the northern border, how could he not be followed by Nangong Jingshen's methods, and how could he not get any news?

If the prince is here, he will definitely not spare him lightly, after all the prince loves you so much.

Young master, even if you can forbid the dark guards to pass on the news to the prince, how long can you hide it?

In the afternoon, Da Zhuang heard that Xin'er had also come over, and Xiao Mo said, "It's all right now, I have added a good helper. After all, when it comes to the good work in this field, no one in the Mo family can compare with Da Zhuang." .

During the busy farming season, the weather was bad, and no one was in the mood to rest, so they had lunch and put on their straw hats.Carrying two teapots, he went to work in the field again.

While breaking the corn, Mo Nanjin was able to distract himself from watching the big and small Maotou waving his claws at the grasshoppers. Naturally, he couldn't catch any of them, so he jumped up and down anxiously.

"Two little idiots." Mo Nanjin scolded with a smile.

Mo Nanjin's ridge had come to an end, and just about to turn around and plan to break off another ridge, he got up when he heard howling, and a big head rubbed against Mo Nanjin's side face twice.

The ink-colored mane faintly glowing in the bay red floated in front of his eyes.

"Little Putao." Mo Nanjin turned around in surprise, and saw a maroon horse with a bunch of white fluff growing behind its ears. It was his mount in Linyang back then, Little Putao.

Little Putao obviously recognized him too, and let out a long hiss.Big and small Maotou took a step back in fright, but his barking became more and more ferocious.

"Don't bark, Big and Small. This is Little Grape."

Nangong Jingshen and Ming Ting had already pulled the car back.

Xiao Mo was very close, and came over immediately when he heard the sound. He was worried about something, but when he saw Little Putao, he rushed up in surprise, reached out to help him smooth his hair, and shouted: "It turned out to be Little Putao, I am Little Putao. Mo, little Mo. Back then, I often brushed your hair."

Little Putao didn't avoid his hand, but just snorted disdainfully, and put her head on Mo Nanjin's face again.

"Really, I haven't seen you for six years, and it's still so difficult to serve." Xiao Mo complained.

Mo Nanjin patted Xiao Putao's head with a smile, and said with a smile: "Little Putao doesn't like people who are not allowed to touch. He didn't even kick you, just to show that he likes you."

Only then did Xiao Mo smile, and said: "It's true, this little Putao kicked away many grooms back then. Little Putao looks like he has grown up a lot."

The little pony given to the young master by the prince back then, although young, has a rebellious temperament, which can vaguely show the majestic momentum in the future. Little Mo saw the general who often came and went in the palace. The horse was named after him, like "chasing the wind" "Yueying", General Shao has a black horse with snow-white hooves, and he named it "Treading Snow", or "Auspicious" or "Ruyi" or something, but the young master is lucky, he is eating grapes. He opened his mouth and came, let's call him Little Putao, he was standing by the side at that time, his face turned dark when he saw the prince, and after a while, he turned helpless.

"However, young master, why is little Putao here?" Xiao Mo was puzzled.

Mo Nanjin also recovered from the surprise, thinking of a possibility, hurriedly parted the corn leaves and walked out from the field.

"Hey, young master, why did you leave without saying a word?" Xiao Mo shouted from behind, and also chased after him.

Standing with his back facing him by the side of the ditch was a familiar figure in a brocade robe and jade belt, with a tall and straight figure. He turned around when he heard the movement, his appearance was still handsome, and his eyes were calm and graceful. Looking at Mo Nanjin, there was an unmistakable pet.

Mo Nanjin raised her head, blinking away the sudden wetness in her eyes.

Xiao Mo's rushing steps stopped suddenly, and he muttered to himself: "My lord."

Rong Xi stretched out a hand and called, "Xiao Jin, come here and let me have a look."

Mo Nanjin took a few steps, stood still in front of Rong Xi, and called softly, "Father."