C position for 12 years, go home to farm

Rice harvesting needs to avoid the weather with too high temperature. It is best to harvest early in the morning. After harvesting, take it back to the open ground to dry, or drag it directly to the threshing ground.It is too sunny at noon and afternoon, so it is not suitable for working.

He Jun didn't understand this at all. After reading enough information, he vaguely got some ideas, went upstairs to apply sunscreen, and took off two hats.

peaked cap.

It is impossible for the men's team to have the straw hats worn by farmers on the farmland, only this kind of peaked caps are more decorative than practical.He put a hat on his head, and put a hat on Ye Hao's head.

He put on the heavy white gloves that Qiu Feng bought for them, and said to Qiu Feng: "We went directly to the ground."

Qiu Feng nodded: "Okay!"

Qiu Feng, who was the only one who touched the land during the growth process, reminded the two: "Be careful, rice can easily cut people. Also, the rice in the field should not be left for too long. The millet will fall off when it dries up."

The two agreed at once.

Ye Hao wore a peaked cap, and pulled out the little braids on the back of his head from the buckle of the hat, curling them up with a slight movement, looking quite lively.A man of his age can no longer be described as playful, but he just can't get rid of that youthful playfulness.

The two walked to a corner of the rice field, looked down at the sunken land, and looked at each other.

Ye Hao also glanced at the information just now, but he didn't expect to encounter difficulties at the beginning: "Should we go down with our shoes on or take them off?"

He Jun thought for a while: "Just wear it. Otherwise, it's not good to turn around and scratch your feet."

Holding the sickle in one hand, he went straight down to the field.Mechanization of rice planting and harvesting has already begun.Most farmers who grow large fields of rice have their own small harvesting machines, or several families buy a harvesting machine, and everyone takes turns to use it.

There is only so much land on their small island, and they specially found a machine to kill chickens with a sledgehammer.Anyway, the program team didn't provide it, and they didn't see it before, so they just cut it with a sickle.

It was the first time for He Jun to do this kind of farm work, and he didn't know how to handle it.He grabbed a bundle of rice, gestured at the height, and swiped the knife.The knife cuts the rice very easily and smoothly, and he couldn't help but marvel at the texture.

He was quick in his hands and feet, lowered his waist and faced the other rice.They are a group of people who are good at learning and finding tricks.He quickly found the most suitable posture, cut off the rice plants like a harvester, took them off and put them aside.

It didn't take long for a small pile to grow behind him, and the large rice field in front of him also had a collapsed corner.

Harvesting rice under the sun, repeating boring movements, it is like walking in military posture repeatedly during military training, and it is also like repeating the same movement in the training room.The interest at the beginning dissipated quickly, and the sense of boredom slowly came up, and was gradually appeased by the strong rice aroma.

Sweat drenched the hat and quickly slid off his forehead and temples.He lowered his body, and the sweat slid down to the tip of his nose, and then fell from the tip of his nose into the rice field.Such detailed shots were caught in Wan Qiansui, and were accidentally recorded by the camera.

"Captain! We're here to move the rice!" Guan Zhengyang drove Tong Wenle up the country road in a battery tricycle, and shouted at He Jun with a happy face.

The moment He Jun raised his body, his eyes were pitch black, and his back, which had been bent all the time, didn't seem to be his own, it was so stiff that he couldn't straighten it up.He slowed down a little, trying to wipe the sweat off his face with his sleeve, but his face was pricked by the grass leaves that got on his sleeve, and he didn't dare to move.

An idol's face is the capital for traveling, and his face cannot be injured.

Ye Hao got up and wailed while supporting Jun He on the spot: "Oh, my waist, help, help, help. Wow, really, this is not something a human can do. Oh, yo, help, help——"

He Jun was amused by his series of rescues, the more he thought about it, the more amusing he was, and he laughed until he shook in the rice field.

Guan Zhengyang drove to the destination and stopped the car, and Tong Wenle, who jumped out of the car, came to help: "Here we are! Will these rice be moved directly to the car, and then moved to our square?"

He Jun: "Yes. Later, let's find someone to ask about the nearby threshing field. You can ask if there is such a small threshing machine."

Guan Zhengyang recalled while working: "The one we borrowed the tricycle seems to have. I'll ask later."

He Jun reminded: "Be careful with your hands and face, the side of this thing is like paper, it can be scratched if you are not careful."

Guan Zhengyang smiled brightly, and the sun responded, "Okay!"

With four people working together, a large rice field doesn't seem like a big deal at all.But in fact, two hours later, all four people were slightly dehydrated from the sun exposure, and had to sit on the side of the road to rest and rehydrate.

He Jun originally wanted to lie down paralyzed, but as soon as his back touched the ground, he was burned by the ground and sat up: "Why is it so hot!"

Qiu Feng, who was originally in the room, came over with wet towels and drinking water, and hung a cold wet towel around the necks of the resting group of four.With a little excitement, he said to the four people: "I saw an old well covered by the arbor!"

"Old well?" Ye Hao's eyes lit up, "Is the water in it drinkable?"

Qiu Feng: "No!"

Ye Hao lost his light: "Oh."

Before Guan Zhengyang's excitement could be expressed, it was immediately extinguished by Qiu Feng.He was a little desperate: "I want to eat iced watermelon, I miss the refrigerator, I want to drink iced Coke. I want to..."

He Jun said from the side: "You want to dream."

A group of people who have lost their dreams, like dried salted fish, looked at the rice fields that had only been cleaned up in the sun, and sighed one after another in great pain.

Guan Zhengyang didn't think this would work: "Can we play a positive tune? At this time, shouldn't we play a song we created ourselves to boost morale?"

In fact, their self-created songs did not become very popular. They practiced countless times. In this situation where there are no fans, singing is just a matter of pleasure.

He Jun tilted his head slightly to the sky, put the white towel on his face, and felt that he was peaceful enough to die on the spot.He hooked his lips under the towel, lifted the towel, and took a deep breath: "Sing! Sing "Youth Dream"!"

"A boy's dream! Heroic and invincible!"

"It is the sword that cuts through the obstacles ahead! It is the ship that breaks through the storm!"

"Maybe we end up with nothing."

"But we have a dream. A boy's dream!"

"There is a tinkling clear spring ~ there is a dazzling sun!"

"A boy's dream! Heroic and invincible!"

The singing wafted through the rice fields, except for the five members of Vacation, only those individuals in the program group could hear it. The lines in "Teenager's Dream" are full of teenagers' infinite yearning for the future. Compared with the present, it seems to be a group of daydreamers, and in the end it is just a dream of ignorance of teenagers.

Boy groups of their age go out to participate in the show, and they will be ridiculed by various people, "come to participate at such an old age". In the end, "Teenage Dream" can only be said to be an old boy, or an old man.

But just don't want to give up.

As long as there is a little chance, I still want to reach out and grab it.

The five people sang very seriously, and there was a little smile in their voices.In the end, I laughed until I got out of tune, and began to sing with all kinds of weird voices. The only one who stood firm was Guan Zhengyang, who was good at arranger.This song is written by him himself.

Guan Zhengyang couldn't listen to the tuning of the people next to him, and he was so angry that he was angry and tried to murder his companions: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhi!" Is it still a person! "

When one person gets together, they fall to the side as soon as they move, like dominoes.

This time, He Jun, who was sitting on the farthest side, sensed that something was wrong, so he quickly got up from the ground and ran away.He smiled very gently, and plunged into the field: "I will continue to work! Labor is the most glorious! Every grain is hard!"

Tong Wenle: "Change shift! We will harvest, and you will carry it!"

Qiu Feng raised his hand: "I want to harvest rice too! Me and me."

A group of people looked at Qiu Feng quite honestly: "Xiao Qiu, do you know why we don't let you go to the field?"

Qiu Feng was confused and at a loss: "Why?"

Guan Zhengyang moved his slightly curly hair, and said to the youngest member of the team with compassion, "Because we will probably have to cook all the lunch and dinner we have starting next month."

It's so miserable, just thinking about it makes it miserable.

Qiu Feng, who was arranged properly: "..."

He Jun and Qiu Feng, who were still human, shouted in the field: "Is the well unusable? You can check how to repair the well. If it has been covered all the time, it should be repaired quickly. "

Qiu Feng responded loudly: "Okay."

After everyone sang the song, they started to work again.

As the sun went down, half of the sky was dyed orange, and the places closest to the horizon took on a subtle pink.These warm tones look so pretty when they're thrown overboard in pure sky blue.

The guy who couldn't handle the harvest in one afternoon went back together when Qiu Feng came to deliver water for the second time.Qiu Feng was in charge of driving the battery tricycle, and the other four bounced around behind him.

As a choreographer, Ye Hao led a few people around, making wheat waves with the evening wind.As soon as the wind blows, they hula-la together and shake their hands like rice, and the rice in the rice field shakes at the same time.

Tong Wenle, who had the best family background among the five people present, sighed with emotion after a tired day: "Actually, the countryside is pretty good now. You can be self-sufficient in food and clothing. After the mechanization of material affluence, time will slowly free up, and your spirit will gradually become richer."

Guan Zhengyang's parents are both in the system.He laughed: "That's because we already belong to the enjoyment class, so we feel that we are materially rich and spiritually rich. The rural construction at this level took countless years at the grassroots level."

He Jun listened to his professional language and applauded: "Well said."

A group of people went back laughing like this.