One person's will alone can never affect it, even if that person is the emperor!
Therefore, Xiao Han's unreasonable temper tantrum has no meaning other than making himself exhausted and bruised.
Tired and tired.
Lying on the withered yellow grass, staring at the blue sky in a daze.
A plump cricket somehow jumped up between Xiao Han's eyebrows. A pair of long beards trembled a few times, and his small black eyes suddenly found a pair of big eyes staring at it.
After their eyes met, a cricket chirped, and he jumped into the grass from the door in front of Xiao Han, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The cricket was very plump, and Xiao Han's thighs felt a little itchy. He reached out and touched his eyebrows, and Xiao Han finally sat up from the ground.
"Xiaodong, Xiaodong!"
In the distance, Xiaodong heard Xiao Han calling him, so he jumped out from behind the bag and rushed over at a trot.
"Master Hou, did you call me?" Xiaodong asked carefully.
Xiao Han glanced at him, and suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "Pull me up, I just lost my energy..."
"Huh? Oh!"
Xiaodong blinked and didn't react until Xiao Han repeated it again.
He quickly came over to help Xiao Han stand up and walked back step by step.
Seeing each other off even though we are far away is a sign of friendship!
Xiao Han didn't feel tired when he said goodbye, but when he came back, he was exhausted. The ten-mile journey almost caused Xiao Han and Sheng Sheng to break their legs.
The three people and one dog walked slowly for who knows how long, and still couldn't see the slightest sign of getting home. The only change was that the roads on both sides changed from weeds to patches of fertile farmland and beautiful scenery.
No matter what dynasty or generation, autumn is a busy season! Since the grain in the fields has matured, farmers have been in an endless stream of going to and from the fields, transporting the harvest of a year of hard work to their homes, for fear of leaving it in the fields again.
It will be stolen by some unscrupulous person.
Xiao Han stopped at the roadside and watched people slowly passing by carrying food on their backs. Although the burden was heavy, their faces were still filled with smiles from the bottom of their hearts. They wished that the burden on their shoulders was heavier.
There was no roar of tractors on the road, which made Xiao Han not used to it, and he always felt that there was something missing.
In fact, not only are there no tractors, even mules and horses are rare on this road!
No way, large livestock at this time were very expensive, and ordinary people couldn't afford them, nor could they keep them! Generally, only landowners and wealthy families could afford to keep them.
So when a man proudly drives a healthy ox home, pulling a cart full of harvest behind him, the people next to him all cast envious looks! Maybe they are also thinking in their hearts, when can they do it?
Own a cow?
In any case, there are ways to do things without livestock, it’s just to have a little extra effort! The farmer’s man can’t do anything else, but he can still contribute! There are only so many days in the autumn harvest, just be busy and tired and it will be over.
Later, there will be plenty of time to rest!
Xiao Han stood on the side of the road, watching the man driving the bullock cart slowly approaching.
The man didn't know Xiao Han, he only saw the dirt all over Xiao Han's body. In addition, the three people and one dog didn't have any tools in their hands, so he naturally turned them into idlers.
With a contemptuous snort, the man raised his whip and hit a whip in the air.
However, the old cow is not a fast horse! Even if you really whip the whip, it will only walk slowly step by step.
"Oh!" The man clearly saw the sneer on the fool's face. Feeling uneasy, he shouted and kicked the cow's butt hard to make the cow speed up and stay away from these "idle people".
Being looked down upon by a banker's grandson...
If it were any other marquis, he would most likely become furious! Then he would kill his cattle, overturn his car, and finally send this blind guy to prison!
But at this time, Xiao Han was still calm and calm. He had seen a lot of things in the world, so he felt calm and unhurried.
His eyes slowly turned from the avenue to the fields. After coming here for so long, Xiao Han also knew that Hanzhong usually grows one season of rice and one season of wheat.
The rice is harvested in autumn, and the idle land will soon be planted with wheat again. In this way, there will be two harvests in a year. Although it is a bit tiring, as long as the weather is good and the weather is good, it is worth it to live a good year in peace.
<[Country Novel www.xiangcun7.com]br/>Speaking of this, someone asked, since one-season rice and one-season wheat can also be harvested twice. Three-season rice can also be harvested twice, then why do we have to go to such trouble?
Come to get three-season rice?
Most of the people who can ask this question have never planted land. Compared with wheat, rice has too many advantages. Not to mention other things, the yield alone is twice as high as that of wheat! So Xiao Han’s three-season rice
Even if you can only plant it for two seasons here, there are still countless people rushing to plant it!
The autumn harvest is an important event. At this time, the whole family must work together!
The men in the family are the main force in the autumn harvest.
The dark arms are waving the shining sickle, harvesting the rice ears in a very rhythmic manner. Just looking at it has a pleasing beauty.
Behind the men, there were mostly women wearing floral headscarves. One by one, they were hunched over, collecting the grains cut in front, waiting to be transported to the fields.
The half-grown children in the family can also help with the work at this time. If they can't do the heavy work, they just pick up the rice ears that fall on the ground.
Whenever he picked up something as big as an ear, he would cheer and run forward to show off his merits to his elders. After receiving an encouraging pat on the head, he would open his eyes even more diligently and stare at the ground.
Even though Xiao Han came from a later generation, he was actually no stranger to the autumn harvest.
When I was still in elementary school in my previous life, Xiao Han's school had a special holiday in the fall, called the Wheat Holiday.
This holiday, which lasts for more than a week, can be seen from the name. It is specially used for students to go home and help with work.
Xiao Han didn't have land, and neither did the orphanage, but every now and then, he would often go to work for his classmates. He didn't do much, and he didn't get paid. He only had to take care of the meals.
But the difference between that time and now is that there were already harvesters at that time. There was no need for people to harvest bit by bit with sickles. Only corn and peanuts still needed people to break and plan them. Often at the end of the day, my waist was tired.
Can't stand up.
Thinking of how stupid he had been before, Xiao Han couldn't help but smile bitterly. He stood in a field that was about to be harvested and looked at it. A piece of golden rice stalks stood stubbornly in the ground. Without the heavy ears of rice, they were more upright than before.
straight.
Not far away, black smoke rushed into the sky, causing the fool to stand on tiptoe to watch. But don't worry, this is not smoke, but straw in the harvested rice fields.
This is also a tradition. In the hearts of the Tang people, cultivating the land for half a year is also a reward for hard work.
Therefore, except for the necessary fires for cooking and straw at home, everything else must be left in the ground. After a fire, dust returns to dust, and soil returns to soil. The ashes of incineration can also add a little fertility to the earth, making the next year's harvest better.
a little better.
The pale sky and earth, the pale faces, the pale scenes, plus the pale mood.
If the messenger hadn't suddenly rushed in, Xiao Han would have continued to be depressed in this atmosphere of solemnity.
A fast horse was galloping on the road, and people walking on the road got out of the way and looked this way.
There was a young man riding on the horse. When he saw Xiao Han, he immediately pulled the reins, jumped off the horse, and knelt on one knee.
"Master Hou, Miss Xue's family just came here from Chang'an!"
"Hmm? Who's coming?"
Xiao Han looked at the young man and asked stupidly without thinking.
The young man who sent the message tried his best to catch his breath, and said to Xiao Han word by word: "She is the young lady of the Xue family in Chang'an! Brother Ren asked you to hurry up..."
The young man was halfway through speaking, but the rest had not yet been spoken! Xiao Han, who was originally resentful, suddenly changed from bewilderment to shock, and then to ecstasy!
"Xue Pan is here?!" Xiao Han, who was overjoyed, jumped two feet high! He jumped directly onto the horse's back, and then, yellow dust billowed...
The man driving the bullock cart hadn't gone too far when he happened to see this scene. He immediately opened his big mouth like a hippopotamus and almost fell off the bullock cart!
"My dear, a fine horse costs at least forty or fifty gold, which is enough to buy several cows. Which young master is this?"
