Crossing House has a virtuous wife

The next morning, Yang Yi and Fatty both got up early and went to the milled rice field. The row after row of milled rice propped up by bamboo poles was quite spectacular.

"We will harvest tomorrow." Yang Yi turned his head and asked.

"Well, it's cut off, so don't worry when you take it home." Chen Jing said.

After returning home, Chen Jing had already prepared everything for harvesting polished rice. Now Chen Jing was sharpening the sickle for harvesting polished rice. Yang Yi looked at the short handle. He remembered seeing it on TV in his previous life. Well, what they use to harvest rice is the kind of sickle with a long handle, so that they don't need to bend down when harvesting. Chen Jing will be very tired if she bends down all the time when she is pregnant.If possible, Yang Yi hoped that he could harvest all the polished rice by himself, but he didn't have the energy to spare, so Yang Yi decided to exercise well.

"Chen Jing, are you ready?" Yang Yi asked.

"It's almost there. Husband, do you have anything to say?" Chen Jing said, dipping a little water on the sickle, and after touching off the rust on it, the blade of the sickle suddenly became bright and clear.

"The handle of Chen Jing's knife is so short, let's lengthen it so that you don't have to bend your waist very low when cutting. Also, Chen Jing, you need to sharpen it. I will cut it with you tomorrow. .” Yang Yi said.

Chen Jing thought about the action that Yang Yi had concealed for him just now. Indeed, if the handle of the knife was longer, he would not have to bend down to harvest the polished rice. Chen Jing felt that Yang Yi's idea was good, so he quickly looked for one that fit the sickle. handle.

After spending half a day Chen Jing whittling two one-meter-long wooden sticks, pulling out the short handle of the sharpened sickle and installing it on the long handle, Chen Jing tried a few times by hand, and felt It's okay, it's much better than the one with a short handle, because Yang Yi said he was going to cut rice, and Chen Jing sharpened a sickle.

The next morning, Chen Jing carried the basket on her back, which contained some pancakes and heat-relieving tea. Yang Yi hugged the little fat man. He remembered that when he first hugged the little fat man, his arms would be very tired after a while, and sometimes his arms would be sore at night , Now it’s all right. After practicing for about a month, he no longer has any problems holding the little fat man. Chen Jing said that his body has improved a lot, Yang Yi is a little complacent now, this body should get better in his hands, he has exercised well.

"Xiaobao's mother and daddy are harvesting polished rice together, you have to know obediently, don't run around, if you are tired, sit on the small bench." Chen Jing put the basket under a tree at the head of the field, from the inside I made a small bench and put it there, and then went to the field to harvest polished rice.

Although Chen Jing is pregnant with a child, Yang Yi is not Chen Jing's opponent. After Chen Jing cut off a large part, Yang Yi shook his sore arm. Than, he has to practice for at least a year.

Unknowingly, the scorching sun had already sunned down. At first, the little fat man was looking for bugs to bully him in the area where the polished rice had already been harvested. When the sun came out, the little fat man also felt hot, so he simply sat in the shade of a tree. There was also a half-dead little toad being played with under the stool. The little guy was about to bury the little toad with the grass leaves he picked.

After Chen Jing finished cutting a row of polished rice, she looked at Yang Yi who had already cut half of it. Her husband had never done so much work in these years. Chen Jing walked in front of Yang Yi. Now flushed by the sun, crystal sweat ran down her handsome cheeks, Chen Jing stretched her long sleeves and gently wiped off the sweat on Yang Yi's long eyelashes that was about to slip into her eyes.

"Chen Jing, why are you here?" Yang Yi finally noticed that Chen Jing was standing beside him.

"You're exhausted, take a rest first, and drink some water to quench your thirst." Chen Jing said with a smile.

"I'm a little thirsty." Yang Yi put down his sickle, and followed Chen Jing to drink water under the shade of a tree. When the little fat man saw them walking by, he immediately cried out excitedly. Emu and Daddy ignored him for a long time, but He knew that he couldn't disturb Eminem and Daddy when they were working, otherwise he wouldn't have free polished rice porridge to drink.

"Daddy, Daddy, Eminem," the little guy ran over excitedly.

"Be careful not to fall." Yang Yi shouted hastily.

Chen Jing cut some polished rice poles and put them on the ground. Both Yang Yi and Chen Jing sat on them. Now the small ditch beside the ridge of the field has long since dried up.

They took out a bamboo tube from the bamboo basket. Now they use this to hold water, and the heat-relieving tea is also packed in it.

"Come and wash your hands first, Xiaobao, don't be distracted, let your father wash your hands for you, you just saw it when you were playing with the little toad," Chen Jing said to Xiaobao, whose eyes kept floating on the sickle.

The little fat man handed those chubby little hands to Yang Yi's hands as if he was discouraged. Yang Yi squeezed the little fat man's hand and washed it off quickly after Chen Jing poured water on it.

"Eat the noodles with crispy melons slowly." Chen Jing took out the bowl containing the crispy melons. The noodles were all cut into small pieces, and they were also placed in a large bowl, and they were eaten with chopsticks.

"Slow down, little treasure, drink some water." Chen Jing brought the small bowl of heat-relieving tea to Xiaobao's mouth, the little guy ate too fast and swallowed it without biting, but naturally got stuck , After taking a big mouthful of water, Xiaobao swallowed it.

"Cough, cough, cough," Xiaobao coughed loudly after swallowing, probably because he was choked by the water.

"Little fatty, eat slowly, no one will steal it from you," Yang Yi said, touching the little guy's chest.

Xiao Bao, who was in tears, wanted to say something, but because he was coughing profusely, he just concentrated on coughing and ignored the two adults.

"Husband, the sun is very strong, you take Xiaobao back, he is not used to eating bread, this thing is a little dry, you go home and feed him some porridge," Chen Jing said, Xiaobao now shrugged his little head, looking at Very poor looking.

Yang Yi wanted to do a little more work at first, but his arm was more sore than when he was cutting it just now, and he felt a little unable to lift it up. Yang Yi nodded and decided to take the little fat man back. After the little fat man finished his nap, the sun will be a little lower Afterwards, when he came again, Yang Yi felt that he was a little bit overwhelmed, and his head was a little dizzy, so he had better go to have a rest, but he couldn't help Chen Jing with farm work, so he couldn't be sick and trouble Chen Jing at this time.

"Chen Jing, go back and rest for a while, let's do it when the sun is lower in the afternoon." Yang Yi said.

"It's okay, just take Xiaobao back and take care of Xiaobao. I've been used to it for a long time. It's not like I didn't do it when I was pregnant with Xiaobao. Go back quickly." Chen Jing said. It's not a big deal, not to mention that this time he brought Xiashu tea, so nothing will happen at all.

In the afternoon, Yang Yi brought the little fat man over after the sun was a little lower. After a nap, the little fat man regained his vitality. He chased those who could dance in the large area of ​​polished rice that was harvested overnight. small bug.

When Yang Yi came home, he kept changing hands and rubbing his shoulders. He just cut a little bit of polished rice, and his arm was not like his own. Not only was it laborious to lift it, but it was also very sore.

In the evening, Chen Jing brought a wheelbarrow from home and transported all the milled rice back home. Although there are few thieves in the village, some milled rice that had been harvested a few years ago was stolen at night. Let's go, from now on, as long as it is polished rice that has been harvested, everyone will take it home.

"You're exhausted," Chen Jing said as she watched her husband touch his shoulder from time to time.

"It's nothing, just a little sore." Yang Yi said shyly.

"Em, daddy has been rubbing his shoulders all afternoon," the little fat man immediately betrayed his daddy.

"Come on, sit on the chair and I'll rub it for you," Chen Jing said, he got some wine in the bowl, wiped Yang Yi's shoulders with the wine, and then slowly rubbed it.

Yang Yi felt that his body was too useless. Chen Jing didn't cry tired after finishing the work, and he wanted to help him rub his shoulders. The corners of his eyes were a little wet. He must take good care of his body, and he could help him in everything he did in the future. .

"It's like this for the first time I work. I think I was similar to you when I cut the polished rice for the first time. I couldn't lift my arms at night. At that time, our family only had two acres of polished rice. You and Emu were not in good health. They can't do any work at all. Seeing that no one in our family is in the top class, those guys want a bucket of polished rice before they are willing to work for our family. Otherwise, our family's polished rice will rot in the field, and two people on two acres of land will have to pay Working for four days, each person needs one bucket of rice per day, and eight buckets of polished rice costs eight guan. Of course, I can’t get angry when I know that other people’s houses only have two buckets of coarse rice. After the people were driven out, I learned to do it all by myself, and I helped others to do it for nothing. I helped many people in the village, and I quickly learned how to plant polished rice." Chen Jing said, at that time The situation at home is really bad, and he can't let go of his caring mother and childish Yang Yi.

Yang Yi originally thought that this person must have suffered a lot, but he didn't expect that Chen Jing ate a person from his city, it was unimaginable suffering, why other people's family only needed two buckets of coarse rice, while his family's It takes a bucket of polished rice. Yang Yi now knows the value of rough rice and polished rice. One hundred catties of polished rice is worth one tael of silver, and one tael of silver can buy five hundred catties of rough rice, and one bucket is ten catties. It's black, and they are slaughtered like pigs.

The next day Zhang Liang saw that Chen Jing's family had collected the polished rice. He didn't ask why, and brought his ten-year-old son to collect the polished rice that afternoon.

Three days later, all the polished rice in their house was harvested and brought home. Now they are placed under the eaves in the yard, and they will be moved out to dry during the day. Chen Jing said that he will go to the village chief's house to borrow the rice-threshing machine for polishing rice the next afternoon. The family has nothing to borrow.

Early in the morning of the next day, Chen Jing put all the polished rice in the yard to dry. After that, he went to the village head's house to borrow a rice mill. Surrounded by cloth, there is a 1.5-degree wooden slope inside, with neat iron hooks arranged on it, forming an angle of 75 degrees, and both sections are deeply inserted into the wooden board and draped obliquely.

In the afternoon, the polished rice that had been in the sun for two days was threshed first. Chen Jing asked Yang Yi to take it for him. Those who dropped the threshed polished rice stalks passed the polished rice already in their hands to Chen Jing.

"Little Treasure, don't run around the rice grinder, it's all bugs and dust." Chen Jing said to the excited little Treasure.

"Sit at the door of the main room, little treasure, don't run around, the bugs are flying all over you." Yang Yi chased after him and lifted the little guy to sit on the stool, grabbed the grasshopper from behind the fat man, and The thin grass leaves were tied up so that the little fat man could grab the grass leaves and play.