It was originally planned to go back at ten o'clock, but there were always fish, so Ye Mo became interested...
Unknowingly, I caught fish after eleven o'clock.
"The harvest tonight is pretty good, enough to make fish soup tomorrow." Lin Xiaolin packed up his things, picked up the bucket, and said with a smile.
Lin Xiaomian yawned: "Go back to bed quickly, I'm already dozing off."
Back in the village, Xiaomian's parents were playing cards and they had just finished.
"Did you catch any fish?" Lin Shan asked with a smile.
"I caught twenty or thirty fish," Ye Mo said.
After returning home, Ye Mo took a shower first, returned to the guest bedroom, lay down and fell asleep soon after.
Sleep until dawn.
Lin Xiaomian got up and washed her hair with bleaching agent, but her hair was not completely faded.
Yesterday's pink-brown color is much lighter, now it's a bit like milk tea color...my hair is still curly.
Ye Mo came to the field to help...
Xiaomian's parents got up very early and came over to collect the floor cage.
The crayfish here are always fed with food and use ground cages, so it is easy to catch these crayfish.
The crayfish in the field have only been raised for less than four months. They look very big and have basically reached the stage of medium-sized shrimps.
Rice and shrimp are mixed cultured, and the yield is very low.
Early in the morning, only more than 100 kilograms were caught from the three acres of rice fields.
But the price of crayfish is very good. The crayfish here basically cost about 5 yuan, and occasionally a few are very big...
When they got home, Xiaomian's parents picked out the particularly large lobsters and put them into buckets. The rest were standard medium-sized crayfish, waiting for the purchaser to come over. They weighed 134 kilograms... 22.5 per kilogram.
Yuan, without decimals, it is exactly 3,000 yuan.
There is already the sound of a threshing machine outside.
Xiaomian's father is selling lobsters outside, and Xiaomian's mother is preparing breakfast in the kitchen...
"Xiao Mian's father and I will go over to thresh millet for Xiao Lin's family later, and you guys will drain the water in the fields." Xiao Mian's mother looked at Lin Xiao Mian.
Lin Xiaomian nodded: "Okay."
"Let me go over and help. Lin Xiaomian can do the water discharge work alone." Ye Mo said.
When you come to my father-in-law's house, you must earn your performance.
The best opportunity to make money in the countryside is to thresh millet for others...
There is a saying in the countryside that describes a person who is very capable, that is: he threshes grain with such ferocity that he is criticized...
After eating, Ye Mo changed into long-sleeved clothes and followed Xiaomian's parents to Xiaolin's rice field.
This rice field used to be a fish pond where crayfish were raised. There was mud in the field and the excavator couldn't get down.
Xiao Lin and his family were the only ones in the field. The threshing machine hadn't started yet, but they were all cutting the grain, which was almost half done.
Qifengtian looks like a huge area.
"Third uncle, third aunt, brother-in-law." Lin Xiaolin shouted with a smile.
Xiaomian's parents smiled and responded: "Second brother, second sister-in-law, we are here to help."
"You don't have to wait a little longer and come back after we finish the fight." The second uncle said with a smile.
"That's what we planned, but you guys didn't move quickly." Xiaomian's father laughed and said, "Is there any gasoline in the threshing machine?"
"Yes." The second uncle put down the sickle and walked over, smiling and saying, "Xiaoye, come over and help me thresh the millet."
"Yeah." Ye Mo nodded.
The threshing machine started.
Lin Xiaolin also put down his sickle and came over to 'feed' the threshing machine.
The gasoline threshing machine, with manual feeding, can feed two handfuls of millet at a time.
Ye Mo had threshed millet when he was a child. At that time, he used a threshing bucket, banging, banging, banging, fistful after fistful, and the millet fell into the threshing bucket.
Using a threshing machine makes it much easier for people.
Ye Mo and Lin Xiaolin worked together, feeding handfuls of millet into the threshing machine and threshing out the millet on top.
At first, it felt very relaxing.
That is to say, bend down to pick up the millet, and then feed the millet into the threshing machine.
But if I keep repeating this thing, I feel a little tired after ten minutes, very tired after half an hour... and after an hour...
The sun is coming out.
Xiaomian's father and second uncle were chatting and working at the same time.
Ye Mo and Lin Xiaolin gritted their teeth and persisted.
Ye Mo only felt that his feet were heavy. His wrists were extremely itchy and he wanted to scratch them. His body was also itchy...it was indescribably uncomfortable.
Hot, tired, and uncomfortable.
Lin Xiaomian put water in the rice field, walked over, and looked at the kettle on the side of the field. The tea in it had been finished...
"I'll go back and boil some tea." Lin Xiaomian shouted.
"Put some salt in the tea." Xiaomian's father said, "Bring over half a watermelon."
"good."
Ye Mo still wanted to show off, but not long after beating the millet, he felt itchy and uncomfortable all over his body.
Ye Mo and Lin Xiaomian have both taken a break twice.
While they were about to move the threshing machine, Ye Mo and Lin Xiaolin went back to Tiankan and sat down to smoke a cigarette.
"Threshing millet is really tiring. The most annoying time every year is threshing millet..." Lin Xiaolin said: "Brother-in-law, you probably haven't threshed millet much, right?"
"My family hasn't grown millet in more than ten years, and I haven't harvested it yet." Ye Mo took a puff of cigarette and scratched his itchy wrist.
"Don't scratch. If you scratch the skin, it will itch even more. If you are tired, go back and rest... I want to go back and rest too." Lin Xiaolin said.
"It's okay. Finish threshing the millet quickly and then rest..." Ye Mo smoked a cigarette, got up and continued to feed millet to the threshing machine.
Ye Mo and the others came out after eight o'clock.
This is a fish pond and paddy field. The millet grows very well, but the harvesting is very slow.
It's past ten o'clock.
Continue to bend down and pick up the millet, feed the millet...throw away the straw...pick up the millet again...
Lin Xiaomian carried the kettle and hugged half a watermelon. Xiaomian's mother and her second aunt had just finished cutting the millet...
"Come here and eat watermelon." Lin Xiaomian shouted.
The second uncle turned off the machine and walked over.
"Oh, such a big watermelon." The second uncle smiled and took the watermelon handed by Lin Xiaomian and took a bite: "Sweet. How much does this melon cost per catty?"
"Ye Mo grew it himself." Lin Xiaomian said.
"The melons that Ye Mo grows are quite small. He has several watermelons for every two hundred kilograms." Lin Shan said.
"More than two hundred pounds?" Lin Xiaolin looked at Ye Mo.
"Yeah. There are more than two hundred kilograms of melons. I have two more at my place. Why don't you come over and play with them someday when you have time? It just so happens that the two big watermelons are about to bloom." Ye Mo said.
"It's too far over there..."
Lin Shan ate the watermelon, took a sip of tea with salt, and said, "After eating the watermelon, you will go back to rest and make lunch. We will do the rest ourselves."
"Yes." Lin Xiaolin agreed.
"Can you two carry these grains?" Xiaomian's mother said, "If you can carry them, you can carry two bags back."
"I can't carry it." Lin Xiaolin shook his head.
"I can." Ye Mo said.
"You?" The second uncle smiled, somewhat unbelieving.
"It's not a big problem to carry a bag of millet." Ye Mo drank some salty tea and stood up to carry a bag.
Threshing grain is very annoying and tiring.
But carrying the millet was easy for Ye Mo.
He used to install furniture and often carry heavy objects. Ye Mo has no problem with his physical fitness and is stronger than most ordinary people.
After all, Ye Mo should be considered a Qi Refiner. But as a Qi Refiner, he is a bit watery, and his physical fitness is not much better than that of ordinary people.
Threshing millet can be tiring even for those who work in a professional threshing team. No matter how strong your physical strength is, as long as you are not exposed to these tasks regularly, threshing millet will be too much for you.
Ye Mo picked up a bag of millet and easily followed Lin Xiaolin to their house: "Where to put it?"
"Just drop it on the dam." Lin Xiaolin said, "I'll take a shower first, and then make lunch."
"I have some crayfish at home. Let's have some for lunch," Lin Xiaomian said.
"need."
Lin Xiaolin's rice field is more than 200 meters away from their home, and there are all paths on the field...
When they came to the cement road outside, Ye Mo glanced at Xiaomian's parents who were still threshing millet, and said: "I will go over and help carry the millet back. After uncle and the others finish threshing the millet, they can rest."
"Aren't you tired?" Lin Xiaomian looked at him and asked.
"It's tiring. But it's quite easy to carry the grain."
"Don't force yourself to hold on. If your waist is too weak...if you really can't carry it, just leave it to my dad and the others."