Little wealth

The sun in July is very hot, and the sun in the morning can blind people's eyes.

This day was the same as the day before. The fields were full of figures working with their heads down. The crops in the fields were harvested. If you look around, you can see the bare fields. There are also some people's houses nearby. The harvest is not so fast, and the crops are still growing in the field.

There has been no rain in the past half month, and the sun is shining every day. The ground in the fields has been dried up, the leaves of the crops are withered and yellow, and the tops of the poles bear golden fruits.

However, this is the harvest season, and sunny days are definitely better than rainy days. Once it rains, the grain in the field cannot be harvested, and there is no place to dry it.But if it rains heavily, the millet will be soaked and germinate if left in the ground.

So at this time of year, these farmers rush to collect the grain in the field in pursuit of the good weather.

"Clap clap-"

Some families came early, and all the grain in a field has been harvested, and they are threshing millet right now.

However, these people do not have a threshing machine in their homes, and they still use other traditional methods to thresh millet. They hold the straw and beat it vigorously in the wooden box, and the millet falls into the wooden box with a sound of popping.

Golden millet, these are the hope of their family's survival.

When Josh brought his son to the field, this was what he saw. Those people had happy smiles on their faces and whispered to each other.They were far away, and he didn't know what those people were talking about, but he guessed they were talking about the joy of a good harvest.

The crops in the field have been harvested, but there are still grass heads left in the field. The ground is not very flat. It is okay for adults to walk on it, but it is easy for children to fall down when walking on it.

And this little brat in their family really wants to go wherever the road is difficult to walk.

"..." Josh held the collar of the boy who ran down again, and asked, "Can we walk well?"

"Let's go." The little brat pointed to the front, not knowing where he was going.

Ah Huang, who was running in front, stopped, looked at the big master and the little master who stopped behind, and ran back wagging his tail, circling around the little master, as if urging him to go fast.

"Come up and walk well. If you come down again, I'll take you home." Josh brought the kid back on track again.

But after a few steps, the stubborn boy ran into the field again.

This time, they stopped at the side of the road and saw someone picking up things in a small basket behind them. Their little boy was curious, with doubts in his eyes, and bent down to pick up a straw and handed it to him. other people.

But he was disliked by others and didn't want him.

Josh couldn't stand it any longer: Son, what they pick up is millet, what do you do with a piece of grass?No wonder people want you!

A group of small children, the big ones may only be seven or eight years old, and the youngest ones are three or four years old, probably older than this little boy in their family. Each of the group of children has a Little baskets, walking all the way and bending over to pick up the grains that fell from other people's fields. The baskets of several older children have already picked up half of the baskets of grains.

These children are still young and can't help the family, so they go out with baskets to pick up the millet that other people's homes have dropped into the ground.

A group of children walked past them, and looked at the father and son curiously, but they didn't stop. A group of children carried their baskets to pick up grain elsewhere.

Almost every family harvests millet, and the millet will fall into the field. Every day, old people and children walk through the field with baskets, and they are picked up several times. Most of the millet is picked up. There is no grain left.

Seeing the brothers and sisters passing by, Josh saw the disappointed expression on the face of their little boy, and he couldn't bear to see him, so he had to bend down to pick up the little boy, and comforted him: "You I'm still young, so I can't play with my brothers and sisters."

"When you grow up, I'll make you a beautiful little basket and let you come out to pick up grains with your brothers and sisters. Do you think so?"

"Yes, big." The little baby also knew that the basket should be bigger, so he made a big circle.

"Pfft...Okay, I'll give you a big one. Wait until next year... the day after tomorrow. You'll be young next year, and you'll be four years old next year. You can come out to pick up grains. I'll make you a big basket for you Come out to pick up millet, and if you don't pick up enough for a day, I won't give you food." Josh carried the child forward and discussed with him about picking up millet in two years.

He has been to the field a few times, so he also remembers which way the family land went.

Even if the father and son forgot, the old dog in front remembered the road more skillfully than the father and son, so it must be right to follow.

"Okay!" The ignorant little boy agreed in one breath.

"Haha, okay, let's make a deal like this." Josh laughed so hard that his guts knotted up. Why is their little brat so stupid? He felt that his son must not have inherited his genes, but must have inherited it. The old Zhao family is stupid.

It's like their uncle, who is a little silly all day long.

Carpenter Zhao of his family was a bit better, usually he didn't talk much, and the expressions on his face were not rich, and he couldn't tell if he was stupid or not.

Sometimes he couldn't figure it out, how could such a shrewd person as Chen Yan pick on their stupid tiger.This is probably the complementarity between the shrewd and the fool?The children born in the future will not be as stupid as their own father. If they are like Chen Yan, the genes of the old Zhao family will be completely changed.

As for the little brat in his arms, doesn't he look too shrewd?Josh looked at his son with a little suspicion.

In the end, the topic of discussion between the father and son turned to Xiao Nuomi for some reason.

Oh...the reason is that their son said that he would bring Xiao Nuomi to pick up millet, and asked him to make a big basket for Xiao Nuomi.Seeing his son's gestures while calling his brother, it probably has such a meaning.

"Little baby, Xiao Nuomi may not have time to do this with you." Josh looked at this really stupid son, thinking that if you want to live by picking up millet with Xiao Nuomi in the future, The county magistrate and your uncle Bai may not hand over the little glutinous rice to you.

"Yeah?" Xiaowa'er tilted her head, and said why didn't my brother join him?

"..." Josh didn't want to explain to his son who had hundreds of thousands of whys all day long, because once he took care of this little brat, he would be able to keep asking questions, so he finally chose to remain silent.

Silence is the best answer. Silence means that I refuse to communicate with you without explaining!

***

When they finally found their land, most of the food in the field had been harvested. He, the brother who brought his children to help with the work, was rejected by a group of men without any surprise. None of the sickles were given to him.

"Let me help too, you guys worked so fast today."

With his son standing beside him playing, Josh ran to help threshing millet.

Their family has a threshing machine, as long as there is one person stepping on the pedals, three or four people above can come over to thresh the wheat, and the clattering millet keeps falling down, which saves effort and is faster than other people's threshing machines.

"We have a lot of people working fast, so it must be fast." Zhao Amu was threshing rice here, and when she saw her daughter-in-law and her grandson coming, she asked while doing the work: "You guys?" Don’t you stay at home? What are you doing here?”

"I don't have anything to do at home, can I still help out here?" Josh felt that his mother's words made him a little speechless. Could it be that he came here to see the scenery?

Later, after living together for a long time, he began to feel a little bit that they always didn't let him work here. Instead, the elders of their family just hoped that he would take good care of his precious golden grandson all day long. Don't want him to do it.

That's why people always say that carpenter Zhao dotes on his husband and doesn't let him work in the fields.In fact, he felt that those people were all wrong. In their family, the whole family doted on him and his son, even his mother and brother-in-law were no exception.

But with a son who is curious about everything, he is here to help threshing millet. His sons have gone from their own land to other people's land. Even if you go, you may not be able to find out where your son has gone.

"Why did this kid run so far! I'll take that kid back first."

"Yeah, let's go, we've run so far, so hurry up and bring it back."

Zhao Amu didn't want his daughter-in-law to bring his little grandson to the field to bask in the sun. It's hot and sunny here, so don't spoil his little grandson.

The sun in the east was getting higher and higher. Josh was thinking about his son who had run away, so he quickly stopped, went to pick up his son who had run away, and taught him a lesson along the way: "Why did you come here? Play, I called you many times, why didn't you listen?... Why didn't you answer me after listening, your throat hurts when I called you..."

"Yeah~" Xiao Wa'er retorted in dissatisfaction, and he obviously agreed!

"Okay, let's stop talking, save some energy, come and drink some water, let's go home." Seeing the little boy's face flushed from the sun, he was sweating all over his body, and his clothes were soaked in sweat. Wet, Josh felt distressed and blamed himself.

Seeing that there wasn't even a cool shade here, he had no choice but to wipe off the child's sweat, feed the child a little water, went over to talk to his mother, said hello to everyone, and took the child first went home.

Before returning to the door, they heard the sound of knocking on wood in the yard from a distance. This sound was so familiar.

It's just that there are usually one or two sounds like this at home, but this time the sound of thump, thud, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

It's really... a headache!