Travel through ancient times to discuss life

The golden ears of wheat hurt people's eyes in the sun, and the people in the field bent over and sweated profusely.

Facing the loess and back facing the sky, this dazzling golden color carries the hopes of generations of ancestors, and the light wheat ears bend the waists of men.It is these mud legs watering the fields with blood and sweat that feed a family and a country.

"Father, grandpa, come and eat and rest." Han Ling yelled loudly when she reached the ground.

"Nizi is here." Hearing the voice, Grandpa Han straightened his sore waist slowly, and sweat ran across every deep wrinkle on his face, "There is food, let's go, let's eat first."

"Hey, here we come." Uncle Han blinked his sweat-soaked eyes and called the juniors to eat together.

"Ah Chu is here too." Grandpa Han was so tired that he couldn't care less about his image. He sat down on the edge of the ground, picked up the water that Grandma Han had poured, and poured it vigorously.

"Well, let's help out together." It was also the first time Zhao Chu saw the busy farming, and he didn't know what to do.Zhao Qing was completely stunned, the sun is already very poisonous now, the Han family has been working for a long time, all of them are covered in mud, their faces are black and red with sweat, their eyes are bloodshot, completely different from usual Han Xia, who looks neat and tidy, is usually very energetic, and also walked back slowly with her head lowered behind her auntie.

"Come on." Although Han Xia has the ability to improve his physical fitness, he was very tired after half a day, and wiped off his sweat. "It's very hot, so we cut some before dawn." Said Then he picked up the steamed bun and ate a piece of pickles, seeing that he was hungry.

"Well, I'm staying at your house with Ah Qing these few days, so it's good to help a little bit." Zhao Chu felt a little distressed when he saw Han Xia tired like this. Not much." Handed him a bowl of water and asked him to eat slowly.

"I'm too stupid, the wheatgrass is so powerful, I let it be scratched by accident." Those small wounds were numb with sweat, and Han Xia couldn't help scratching.

"Really, grandpa and uncle also have it." Zhao Qing acted as a humanoid fan on the side, turned his head to see, either there were a few bars on his arms, or there were not as many as Han Xia, "Don't scratch it, It’s everywhere, and the more you scratch, the more uncomfortable it becomes.”

"Well, don't scratch it anymore, have you eaten yet?" Han Xia ate half of a big steamed bun before recovering a bit.

"We came here after eating, eat slowly, don't choke." Zhao Chu gave Han Xia another piece of oil residue.

"How can you be slow, this is a competition with God. Before the next rain, you have to finish cutting, threshing, and drying. Otherwise, this year's work will be wasted." Han Xia said. The posture of the old farmer.

On the other side, Zhao Qing was curious when he saw the sickle, so he picked it up and cut some wheat left on the ground.

"Be careful," who knew that Zhao Qing was not sure how strong he used this for the first time, and almost cut off his hand, but it was Han Xia who quickly saved it.It should be noted that in order to work faster, Grandpa Han spent a long time sharpening each sickle yesterday, and it is very good!This time, Grandpa Han was frightened.

"Ah Qing, don't go down to the fields, and stay with your grandma. Ah Chu also be careful and work slowly. Your family doesn't have to suffer this kind of hardship. It's a good thing if you don't know how to do it." If Zhao Chu hadn't had to be cut off, Grandpa Han would have stopped Zhao Chu too.

"Hey, I know grandpa, so don't worry." Zhao Chu knew that the old man was doing it for his own good, and he didn't feel that he was being rejected.

While talking, several people hurriedly finished their meal, drank some water, and then went to work again.

Han Ling snatched away Han Xia's original cutting line, leaving Han Xia and Zhao Chu alone to start cutting from the beginning. The stacks of wheat are bundled into one hug so that it is convenient to carry them home.

"What's the matter? You just don't want to be with me." Zhao Chu couldn't help laughing at Han Xia's small mouth.

"No, it's just that half of my line has been cut." Han Xia was a little reluctant, "It feels so fulfilling to finish cutting a line."

"Then would you like to stay with me or cut the half of the wheat?" Zhao Chu was a little dumbfounded.

"Well, let's stay with you, and I'll cut another line." Han Xia really thought about it carefully, and finally made a difficult decision.Zhao Chu pinched his face angrily.At first Zhao Chu was not used to it, but after a while, he started doing it decently.Grandpa Han looked up and saw the young couple working affectionately, and he was relieved.

At noon, Grandma Han and Auntie Han went back to cook together, and brought the food to the ground to eat. It was almost dark at night, and Grandpa Han and the others did not rest, but let Han Xia and Zhao Chu drive to cut the day. go home.By the time everyone went home, it was completely dark.After a rough meal and a shower with water, everyone fell asleep.

Zhao Qing didn't do much work, but he was the most tired. He wiped his body and fell asleep.Han Xia was the last one to take a shower, and Zhao Chu was still waiting for him when he entered the room.

"Why didn't you go to sleep?" Han Xia closed the door gently.

"Wait for you, you're exhausted today." Zhao Chu hugged his lover in front of him, caressing the scar on his face with distress.

"It's okay, I'm not very tired. Grandpa has been working for a day at such an old age." Han Xia leaned into Zhao Chu's arms and rubbed Zhao Chu's back. Very, no, let’s go back tomorrow. Anyway, I’ve been working for a day, and others can’t say anything.”

"Why, do you feel sorry for me?" Zhao Chu said, "It's okay, it's not that I haven't done heavy work, and Ah Qing is even more relaxed. Let him stay and try to work."

The two whispered for a while, and finally they were really sleepy, so they went to bed.

For the next ten days or so, even when the wheat was cut and the field was rushed to thresh the wheat, the family got up early and stayed late, shedding a layer of skin to survive.Every day, Han Xia and Zhao Chu followed each other not far away. When they were too tired to hold on any longer, they raised their heads and looked at each other with a smile. It was as if they had support again. However, after a few days, not only the Han family treated Zhao Chu Very satisfied, and the two of them have a lot of understanding.

After harvesting the crops, Zhuangzi came. When he was busy, Zhao Chu kept counting the ledgers every day, and even his husband's studies relaxed a lot.Han Xia also learned from Grandpa Han to distinguish the good from the bad, preparing for rent collection in a few days.Fortunately, the people in the village were still quite good, they didn't bring old grain, and there was no shortage of grain. Han Xia's harvest went smoothly, and June passed so busy, and it was the tenth day of July in a blink of an eye.

This day, Han Xia just came back from Liu Hai's house when she heard Li Zheng and Grandpa Han talking in the room.

In other words, since Mu Mu went to the south, Mu Mu's mother was afraid that the Han clan would take back her family's field, so she was willing to live an honest life and didn't bother Grandpa Han's family anymore.Li Zheng hadn't talked to Grandpa Han for a while, but recently he walked around more frequently.

"Grandpa, uncle." No matter what Han Xia thinks of Lizheng, Lizheng is still very prestigious in the village and cannot be easily offended.

"Xiaoxia is back," Lizheng said with a smile, "I went to Haizi's house. His family can live well now, thanks to your family's help."

"What do you mean? It's just a matter of lending a helping hand. It's Haizi who can do it. Otherwise, how can we support the family." Grandpa Han said.Those who don't help, the most taboo people always say that after a long time, it is inevitable that there will be pimples in their hearts, and they will turn into enemies after a long time of great kindness. These words are not for nothing.

"That's right. Speaking of which, the patriarch recently received a letter saying that someone outside is coming back." Li was happy when he thought of this. If you want to be an official, you should take care of it when the time comes. If you have someone who can pull you out, you don't have to make a fool of yourself.

"Oh, it's the young master of his family? Why are you still running away in July?" When Grandpa Han heard this, the gossip soul in his heart awakened a little.

"Hey, who knows, anyway, it is said that his old lady is sick, and he asked a junior to come to this ancestral temple to pray. Anyway, he will stay for a while." Lizheng hoped that they would stay longer.

Grandpa Han didn't have anything to ask, so the two of them talked about this year's harvest and what they planned to plant in the second half of the year.Han Xia listened to it from the side, and felt that the person who came here must be a junior who is not favored. Otherwise, there are many taboos on such a big day as the Hungry Ghost Festival, so he can walk away from home casually.People just don't talk about it, no, a group of people entered the village the next day.

"Master, we are now in the village." At the intersection of Hanjiatun, a group of people and horses stopped outside, and an old servant in gray said to the young master on the horse.

"Well," the young master kicked his legs neatly and got off the horse. "Let's go into the village. It won't be a big hit, but it's not beautiful." There is only a white jade pendant hanging on the waist, although it is simple, it is rich and noble, and it is a noble tree.

"Master, where does the patriarch of the Han family live?" Entering the village, this is a tall horse and a handsome young man, attracting everyone to come and see, and some children chased after him to see the horse. The young servants all showed disgust on their faces, but the young master was leisurely and leisurely, he didn't mind, and even asked someone for directions himself.

"Oh, patriarch, it's just ahead, I'll lead you to find it." The uncle said enthusiastically, still carrying a hoe just after returning from the field.

"That's troublesome." A group of people followed behind the uncle's hoe and turned several turns before arriving at the place.

"Nephew is here, why is it a day earlier?" The patriarch heard the noise outside and went out to see that it was a distinguished guest.

"Patriarch, it's not good to go out during the Yulan Festival, so we rushed a little bit and arrived a day early," the young man said politely, "I'm at home, so you can call me Xiaowu."

"Well, I'll be an old man, Xiaowu. We have a lot of rough people here, so please forgive me. How about this? I'll take you to your house first." The patriarch is very familiar, but it also makes people feel kind .

"Trouble the patriarch."