The harvest is approaching. As the head of the family, Shi Dayong's father Shi Youtian directed his five sons to do the preparations and the household contract responsibility system. The thirteen acres and six cents of land in the family ushered in the first big harvest. The sickle must be sharpened quickly, and the floor trays were packed up, so he was waiting to pull wheat home.

The yard of Shiyoutian's family is not small. When I applied for a homestead, it was because I had many sons and applied for a large application, which covered a total of six points. However, there were few houses, only three and a half rooms, and half of them were used as a kitchen in winter. If there were few houses, the yard looked particularly spacious.

If you don’t have money to build a house, you can’t leave the yard idle, so you planted a few trees in the yard, one jujube tree, and the others are poplars. Poplar trees grow quickly, and you can use it to build houses and furniture. When the locust trees bloom, you can fill a vegetable for your family. Planting jujube trees is because the family is poor and reluctant to buy snacks for their children. Every year when the dates mature, they can satisfy their cravings.

A simple shed is built under the poplar trees in the middle, and a earth stove is built under the shed. The cooking in spring, summer and autumn is always under this shed.

It was almost noon, Shi Dayong's mother Sun Xiufang led her second daughter-in-law He Xiaoxia to cook under the shed. The family has a large population and are all young men who can eat. They all say that half-best and half-best and older are poor. They are more than one and half-best and older in the family. They are a little boy. When they eat, they are like wolves. No matter which meal, they consume a lot of food. It's okay to say that in the evening, the habit of drinking soup is to drink soup. Drinking soup is really drinking soup. There is basically no thicker, because after eating, you go to bed and don't have to work hard. Eating thicker at night is a waste of food. You have to wait until the morning and noon to eat the food.

After boiling a pot of water, Sun Xiufang poured half a pot of dried melon noodles and scalded them with boiling water. The two of them started rolling out the noodles. The noodles rolled out from the dried melon noodles were divergent. If they were boiled in boiling water, they would not be cooked in the pot and they would be crushed as soon as they were boiled. Therefore, they needed to be steamed. The steamed dried melon noodles cooled slightly, mixed with chili and garlic paste, and mixed with food.

On weekdays, Sun Xiufang would use dried melons to steam the wok, stir-fry cabbage, radish, etc., and then cook a pot of cabbage, but she couldn't bear to make this steamed noodles. Although they were made of dried melons, this one was more appetizing, so she ate more. Steamed one pot is not enough, and at least two large pots are needed. Often, the second pot has not been steamed yet, and the first pot has been eaten clean. The big man in the room held a bowl and waited for the second pot to cook. Besides, she felt it was troublesome. The two large pots of noodles were rolled out, making her wrists hurt.

Isn’t the wheat harvest coming soon? Shi Youtian has arranged that the food must be done well during this period and he has accumulated enough energy to work hard.

He Xiaoxia put her daughter on a small stool and asked her to sit there and peel garlic. The little girl could not sit there. She would get up and run and turn around after peeling a few pieces.

Xiaolan is six years old this year. At this time, she was snuggling up to her mother's thighs and watching her fold the noodles and cut them into rows of black noodles with a knife. She swallowed and looked at He Xiaoxia pitifully: "Mom, when can our family eat white noodles?"

"When will I be able to eat?" He Xiaoxia spoke, not even looking at her daughter: "Don't ask me about this, go ask your grandma."

Xiaolan ran to Sun Xiufang again and leaned her little body against grandma's legs: "Grandma, I want to drink white noodles, when can our family drink white noodles?"

"I want to drink white noodles." Sun Xiufang squatted down and pointed at Xiaolan's little nose with his index finger: "Little greedy cat, if you want to drink white noodles, hurry up and peel garlic. When the adults are full, they have enough strength to accumulate. After collecting new wheat tomorrow, grandma will roll out the white noodles for you to drink."

"Really!" Xiaolan was very surprised. She wouldn't be able to eat white flour soon! Xiaolan's eyes were full of delicious white flour, and she immediately asked for it with great urgency: "Grandma, I still want to eat white steamed buns and candy buns, can I eat them all?"

"Yes, as long as you are obedient, you can cook it for you after you have received Grandma Xinmai. Go and peel the garlic."

"Hey!" Xiaolan was extremely happy, responded crisply, and ran back to the small bench to start peeling garlic.

Sun Xiufang raised six sons, but she didn't know what was going on, but she had no fate with her daughter. Back then, she even miscarried boys. He Xiaoxia was the first daughter-in-law Sun Xiufang married home. She had never met her daughter in her life and treated He Xiaoxia as her own daughter. Xiaolan was also the first child of her grandchildren, and of course she loved her granddaughter the most.

Logically speaking, when the son got married, he wanted to build a house for his son to separate the family. The family was poor and had no money to build, and the money he earned was not enough to make the family's stomach. The only three tiled houses were built with the help of the eldest son. After his second son Shi Ruicheng and He Xiaoxia got married, he divided a house to let the couple live in the family.

The three houses in the family are arranged in this way. Shi Ruicheng and his family are one house, and the old couple are one house, and four sons sleep in one room. During the Chinese New Year, Shi Dayong and his family come back. Either they are crowded with the old couple or they go back to Wang Ying’s parents’ house to live. However, it’s okay to go to Wang Ying’s parents’ house. You can’t go there in New Year’s Eve and the first day of the New Year. What does it mean? Dayong is not a son-in-law from home.

The woman at home is busy cooking, while the man is very relaxed, a bit like the darkness before dawn. Today, she relaxes, has a holiday, and goes to the field to work with all her energy and honestly tomorrow.

Since the birth contract was carried out to households, whether there was a living or not in the field, even if there were stones and fields, they would go to the ground to patrol, and appreciate their own fields with satisfaction, and watch the crops grow from seedlings to maturity little by little.

This land is the foundation of the family, and it is hope that only by harvest can you save money slowly. Once you have money, you can build a house for your sons and get married.

Today is no exception. Early in the morning, Shi Youtian went downstairs to the ground. Looking around, the fields were golden. A gust of wind blew, and the wheat waves rolled, making a "whirring" sound. The ripe wheat ears were full. Pinch a few ears of wheat in your hand and rub it. I squeezed it and put it in my mouth to chew it. My mouth was filled with the fragrance of wheat. The old man nodded with satisfaction. The wheat was ripe.

He said he was an old man, but his actual age was not very old. He was less than 60 years old. I don’t know if it was because he had many sons and worries, but he seemed too old.

His hair was gray, his skin was dark yellow in bronze, and his wrinkles were deeply carved on it. His two deep-sleeping eyes were no longer the black and white they were when they were young, and they became a little cloudy. He was not too tall, less than 1.7 meters tall, lean and dry, and his two big hands like small palm-leaf fans, with protruding joints and covered with calluses and cracks.

There is a square table under the jujube tree. Shi Youtian, Ruicheng, Ruifu and Ruimin, three sons, were drinking tea and chatting together. Shi Youtian coughed gently. He ate too much pickles in the morning and was a little choking and his throat was uncomfortable. He picked up the tea bowl and drank half a bowl of tea in one go. The eldest brother knew that he liked to drink tea, and he would give him a few pounds every year when he went back to his hometown. When there was no tea, he drank dried jujube tree buds, which were very fragrant after stir-frying. The dandelion in the field was also very delicious.

Shi Yutian wiped the water stains on his mouth with his palm and said, "We will start harvesting wheat tomorrow, but the things are not pulled down, right?"

Ruicheng lifted the big teapot and filled his father's tea bowl: "No, I checked it several times, but it didn't pull it down, and the threshing farm had long been leveled."

Shi Aota nodded: "That's good." He turned his eyes to Ruimin and asked: "Second, you have a bad eye. Do more during the day and you won't need you at night. As soon as the sky is dark, can you rest? "

Ruimin lowered his head, fiddled with the tea bowl, paused for a moment before nodding "Yes".

Old Man Shi was full of guilt for this son. Ruimin got sick when he was young and had a pussy on his head. He had no money to see it. According to the old generation, he found some herbs to put on his head. After a long time, the sores were cured, but he could no longer grow hair. In addition, he had the problem of Jiwei Eye, so he couldn't see anything clearly when it was dark.

He is bald, Ruimin is very inferior. He wears a hat all year round and is not sociable. He always likes to sit on the side. He feels resentful. There are six brothers in his family. Why is he the only one who is like this? He blames his parents for not treating medical treatment and allows him to become a joke in the eyes of others. He is self-reliant and he is cheating when he works. After a long time, his brothers all have their opinions. He teases him and says he is not good at anything and is the first in the meal.

He has too much negative energy, which gives people the feeling that he is gloomy, especially when he looks up at people, his eyes seem to be cloudy in winter, light and cold.

When the child is grown up, even a few other healthy children cannot be considered a wife because their families are poor. What should Ruimin do in the future? Old Man Shi tried every means to compensate the child, but he was an old man in the countryside, so what could he do? The only way out is Dayong. He had already discussed with Dayong's mother. When Dayong comes home in the year, he asked him to find a way to take out the fourth brother and find a job for the fourth brother. That would be considered a way out. (To be continued)
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