The three little carrot heads are very ambitious, but in fact, the three of them can't push the cart together.
Either it’s faster here or it’s slower there, it’s either more forceful here or less forceful there. There are only a few bundles in a cart, but it takes a lot of time and makes you sweat profusely.
, panting.
"Forget it, let the adults do the pushing." Ling Bao said knowingly, "Let's bundle the wheat and glean it."
Although the wheat has been bundled, there are still ears scattered on the ground.
When it gets dark late in the summer, the villagers work until it gets dark and they can no longer see before putting down their sickles. In the past, they cut wheat in the dark and cut their own legs.
But everyone will tie up the wheat while there is still some light and then transport it to the threshing field.
On the path back to the village, the villagers walked together, chatting and laughing. The men were carrying farm tools and wheat, the women were carrying baskets, and the children were jumping. You chased me, tired but satisfied.
With the sound of laughter lingering in his ears, Cheng Zhongqian narrowed his eyes slightly. He was so tired that he wanted to fall asleep, but there was a faint smile on his lips.
After returning home, they had a simple dinner. During the meal, Cheng Jin kept frowning and scratching the back of his neck from time to time.
The third time, Ling Bao asked strangely: "Third brother, what's wrong with you?"
Everyone also looked over.
Cheng Jin said: "My body is itchy and I don't know what's going on."
Ling Bao jumped off the chair and came to Cheng Jin's side. He took a closer look and found that Cheng Jin's fair neck was already red from being scratched by him, and there were also some small pimples, which he couldn't tell without looking carefully.
While talking, Cheng Jin raised his hand to scratch again, but Ling Bao grabbed his hand and said, "Third brother, please stop scratching it. It's already red."
Cheng Jin felt a little aggrieved: "But I'm so itchy."
He is young, good-looking, and usually has no expression, so when he makes this expression, his lethality is doubled.
Ling Bao felt sorry for her brother. She held his hand with one hand and gently stroked it with her fingertips with the other. She thought for a while and said: "Maybe it was when the wheat was cut today that those flying shavings got on the skin. Wash it off."
Just wash it."
Cheng Jin said: "I have been to the fields before, but nothing like this."
"So it's not serious, just wash it off and it'll be fine."
It makes sense. Cheng Yi couldn't help but move his neck and said, "Then I'll wash it now."
"I haven't heated the hot water yet," Cheng Yi said.
Cheng Jin couldn't wait any longer. It was so itchy that he didn't even want to eat: "I'll just wash it with cold water and it'll be fine."
Wouldn’t that make you catch a cold?
The temperature was already lower at night, and he was still a child.
Ling Bao thought for a moment and said, "Third brother, please wait a moment."
After saying that, she ran out and came back with a soaked handkerchief in her hand. She coaxed a child and said, "Just wipe it first, and then wash it with less hot water later, okay?"
Feeling a little embarrassed by her tone, Cheng Jin said nothing.
Lingbao took a wet handkerchief and wiped his neck and arms. The coolness drove away the itching and he felt much better.
"Sister loves third brother so much." Cheng Zhongqian held his chin and said with a smile.
Cheng Jin was even more embarrassed.
I don’t know why this kid is so thin-skinned.
Ling Bao was very happy. In her opinion, this was a compliment to her.
"Of course I will love my brother." She said, "I will not only love my third brother, but also my eldest brother, my father and mother, my second brother, Brother Wuyou, and your king. I will love them all!"
Ling Bao counted them one by one and found that there were quite a few people who wanted to hurt her.
Cheng Yun asked with a smile: "There are so many people, can you feel the pain?"
Ling Bao nodded firmly.
Cheng Zhongqian frowned, as if something was embarrassing. He wanted to say it but couldn't say it. He said it as if he was being petty, but in the end he couldn't hold it back: "Why am I behind him?"
Cheng Yun, who was pointed at, smiled softly, as warmly as the spring breeze blowing on his face, but it was not difficult to see that there was
A calm attitude of a winner.
Cheng Zhongqian: "..."
Ling Bao tilted his head, is this a very important thing?
She didn't know, she just said it so casually, don't pay attention.
Cheng Zhongqian pinched her face as if to vent his anger. It looked fierce, but in fact it didn't even leave a red mark.
Cheng Yi took two mouthfuls of rice and said vaguely: "Dad, just be satisfied. I am the last one in our family. What did I say?"
Xie Wuyang said in a low tone: "I am the last one."
The king, who had not taken this matter to heart at first, raised his head from the rice bowl and felt something was wrong: "Ling Bao, why am I the last one!"
Now it was Lingbao's turn to be speechless.
She really just said it casually, in no particular order!
"I feel the same pain all the time. There is no one who hurts the most and who hurts the least."
"Really?" Except for Cheng Yun and Cheng Jin, everyone else, including a little white cat, asked in unison.
Ling Bao nodded like a fool: "It's true, I'm not lying."
She was really afraid that one of her family members would be sad because of this, so she explained it seriously. At the same time, she also felt a little distressed. Are all boys so competitive?
Oops, you have to be more careful when you speak in the future, she won't be able to bear it if you do it again.
Ling Bao sighed bitterly.
The little person who was pretending to be mature made them shake their heads and laugh.
Because of this little episode, Cheng Jin forgot about the itching on his body. After eating, boiling hot water and eagerly taking a bath, the itching on his body completely dissipated.
It was really stained with flying debris.
"Sanlang, please thank me, young doctor." Cheng Zhongqian teased.
The little doctor himself raised his head proudly, his eyes filled with twinkling stars.
Cheng Jin bowed his hands seriously and said, "Thank you so much, little doctor."
Ling Bao was so happy that he ran over and hugged Cheng Jin and shook him. Cheng Jin was a little dizzy, but he quietly curled up the corners of his mouth.
Early the next morning, the loud crow of the rooster woke up the whole village.
The villagers are repeating yesterday's life.
The sun was too harsh. After all the wheat was harvested, everyone in the Cheng family became darker, including Xie Wuyou.
Only Ling Bao is still fair, probably because she is always in space.
The bundles of wheat were pulled to the threshing field, and the village chief's ox had been hitched to a stone roller. The wheat was spread out and flattened, and the old oxen crushed it repeatedly in circles.
Only the village chief's family owns cows in the village, but the village chief doesn't care. As long as he doesn't use them himself, he is happy to lend them to others.
But there was more than one stone roller. The men wore sweatshirts and showed their strong arms, pushing the stone roller to crush the wheat.
Field hunting is more tiring and time-consuming than cutting wheat, and it usually takes half a month.
But watching the wheat grains being crushed from the stalks, the joy in my heart is indescribable.
For the first time, everyone in the Cheng family felt the joy of a good harvest, not just the word "harvest".