Chapter 175: Golden Autumn (500,000 words, please subscribe)
The wind in late autumn is like a naughty little missile. First update on the novel website
It withers the grass in the field, blows away the fallen leaves from the treetops, and turns the ridges of the fields into a golden color. Late autumn is the season of harvest, and the greatest expression of this harvest is in the fields among the fields.
The late rice in the field is ripe, and the heavy ears of rice bend the rice stalks. The plump rice grains are like small gold particles, reflecting dazzling light in the sun, which is very beautiful.
, very endearing.
Every household in Xiaotai'er Village began to be busy harvesting the late rice in the fields.
In fact, about ten days before the late rice is harvested, the owner of the field will dig open the opening and release the water in the field. There is no water in the field, and the mud will dry out quickly. At that time, people will beat the rice and step on it.
The feet will not sink into the dried mud, which saves a lot of effort and relaxes a lot.
In addition to the reasons mentioned above, harvesting late rice is much easier than harvesting both crops. First, the air is crisp in late autumn and not as hot as midsummer. Second, after harvesting, you have to wait until the next spring to plow the fields and transplant rice seedlings, so there is no rush.
There is also a very fun and interesting reason, that is, after harvesting the millet in the rice fields, you can dig out loaches and eels... This is very popular among small friends and big friends in the countryside.
Fang Rui's family has three or four acres of farmland, so of course they have to thresh millet.
After breakfast that day, a group of people got ready and headed into the fields.
Mom Fang Rui walked in front carrying a rice thresher, followed by Lao Bian and Zheng Zhiqing carrying a basket, followed by Lin Fangfang holding a sickle, Murong Rong, Xu Lijiao, and then Yaya Nini and the two girls who happened to be on vacation.
One person is carrying a hoe and the other is carrying a bucket... Yang Zhicheng did not come because he was upgraded to a super nanny a few days ago and was accompanying his wife Murong Qian to take care of the child at Fang Rui's house and change urine.
It's not wet. Fang Zhengping didn't come either. He has inconvenience on his feet, so he can only be responsible for the logistics supply in the rear area.
When they came to the field, they put down the rice thresher, installed it, and everyone got busy.
Mom and Fang Rui are the main ones, responsible for stepping on the rice thresher, and Yaya Nini delivers rice straw to them. The boss, Zheng Zhiqing, acts as a substitute for stepping on the rice thresher and kills the crops first. The three female generals serve as rice threshers.
The substitute for the pole also kills the grass first.
Mom and Fang Rui stepped on the pedals vigorously, and the rollers in the gear-driven machine rotated rapidly, and the rice thresher suddenly made a very rhythmic sound of "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu". This sound sounded like a sound in the late autumn in the countryside.
The loud and high-pitched suona plays the harvest march that is so sweet, so exciting, and so exciting.
Many people who came to Xiaotaier Village were very excited when they saw the autumn harvest for the first time and heard the sound of the rice thresher rolling around for the first time. Many of them were holding cameras, DVDs and other things.
I couldn't stop taking photos. Many people even took off their shoes and socks and helped the villagers thresh rice for free, experiencing the working life.
Many tourists gathered around Fang Rui's farm. Although Fang Ruibian and his team had a lot of labor in the field, there was still an elderly couple who were retired cadres and expressed their desire to go to the fields to help.
"Young man, my name is Ma Gongcheng, and this is my wife Du Yuejuan. Let us, the old couple, come to the fields to try it out... We all went to the fields and farmed the land when we went to the countryside. We haven't done anything in decades.
I have always missed it very much in my heart... Haha, it was this field that brought my wife into my hands, and we walked hand in hand until today..."
The old couple were both in their early sixties, both had kind-hearted intentions and were in good spirits. The old man Ma Gongcheng cheerfully talked to Fang Rui who came here to drink tea to quench his thirst.
"You old ghost, back then, people in the fields were all focused on planting crops and thinking about how to increase crop yields, but you, an old ghost like you, have all sorts of crooked thoughts and ideas... but you still have the nerve to brag about it here."
His wife Du Yuejuan glared at him with blank eyes, but there was no sign of reproach on her face. Recalling the pure and pure feelings in the hard years, her heart felt sweet...
The old couple were very kind and energetic. Fang Rui felt good about them and said with a smile, "Old man, do you want to work in the fields? But let me explain in advance that there will be no salary for you!"
"I'll be happy if you don't charge me any money. I'll pay you back... Haha, I haven't done this job for decades. I'll give you a straw first and start from the basics." Ma Gongcheng said with a smile.
"Well, if you're done with the experience or you're tired, just stop and rest." Fang Rui looked at the two old men with eager faces, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. This time Fang Rui didn't let the inspiration slip away.
He caught its tail in one fell swoop. Fang Rui experienced this inspiration for a moment, then looked around at the dozen or twenty tourists surrounding his field, as well as the hundreds of tourists in the fields, and he knew
I smiled heartily.
"Don't worry, young man. Although we are old, our bodies are strong."
When Ma Gongcheng and Du Yuejuan heard Fang Rui's agreement, they quickly took off their shoes and socks, rolled up their trousers, and walked to the rice beater. They smiled at Murong Rong and Lin Fangfang, who were in charge of delivering the rice straw, and said, "Two girls, take a rest, let's
Here are two old guys."
"It's hard work for you two."
Lin Fangfang and Murong Rong had been paying attention to Fang Rui's conversation with the two old men, and nodded with a smile.
Now it is Lao Bian and Zheng Zhiqing who are stepping on the rice thresher.
Lao Bian has been concentrating on threshing the rice with the rice thresher. His skills are not very proficient, so if he is not focused, the rice straw will be easily rolled into the machine cabin, plus his back is facing that way.
, the sound of the rice thresher was not too quiet, so Lao Bian did not pay attention to the conversation between Fang Rui and the two of them.
When the two old men brought the rice straw to them, Lao Bian was startled. Who is this? Ruizi's grandparents? Aren't those two old men already driving to the west... Lao Bian looked at the two old men.
Blinking.
"Haha, young man, I didn't surprise you... My husband and I are here to experience the life of harvesting rice." Ma Gongcheng knew that his husband and wife's sudden appearance frightened the old man, who was focused on harvesting rice, so he explained with a smile
road.
"You two elders are here to experience life?" Lao Bian couldn't help but be startled when he heard Ma Gongcheng's words.
"Well, I have experienced farm life. I haven't done this in decades, and I always dream about it." Ma Chenggong said.
"That's fun..."
Lao Bian said half a sentence incomprehensibly, looked at the onlookers on the edge of the field, and couldn't help but get his thoughts moving.
The guy threw away the rice straw he had finished beating, and regardless of the horse's success, he walked straight to Fang Rui, who was sitting on the straw stack and resting, and chuckled under his breath, "I said Ruizi, let's go pull it."
If a few more people come to experience life, it will be free labor!"
"You just want to be lazy." Fang Rui had just figured out the inspiration and was enjoying himself.
"Why are you being lazy? Look at those people who are jealous. They must be like these two old people. They want to go to the fields to experience life. But seeing that there are many people in our fields and they don't really need help, they don't have the nerve to ask... Gentleman wants to
He has the noble virtues of an adult! You know this." Lao Bian boasted openly.
"Then go and get someone here." Fang Rui said.
"Okay, once Ge pulls in a new batch of new troops, we'll wait to dig out the loaches."
Lao Bian walked up to the attentive onlookers and said something. Sure enough, several young men and women immediately took off their shoes and socks and walked to the fields. However, these people had lived in the city since childhood and had no experience in farming.
They are all in the Penguin Farm. They are all super rookies with no combat experience at all. They need to be taught how to even deliver a rice straw, let alone dangerous work such as killing crops.
Lao Bian still thought that he could be lazy after he brought the gang down, but he didn't expect... Lao Bian was so helpless and depressed that he had to drool and explain and demonstrate at the same time. The person who gave the rice straw was better. After the lesson,
Then you can go to the front line and fight side by side with the two old men. But you have to stare at the killer for a while. The sickle is sharp. Maybe if he hurts his hand, it will be troublesome...
The rice stalks were constantly being turned over, the millet was being knocked down, and the rice thresher kept pushing forward. More than half of the 50-60% field was cleared away. And the group of people that Lao Bian pulled down to the field were watching.
The young man, after experiencing it for a while, returned to the field and left. Naturally, Lao Bian's laziness was not stolen.
On the other hand, the elderly couple Ma Chenggong and Du Yuejuan are still busy. The more they are busy, the more energetic and energetic they are. They have even replaced the two absolute number one main players in the rice threshing machine.
"Uncle Ma, you two take a rest, don't be tired... Come and eat some peaches." Fang Rui picked up a load of millet and went home. When he returned to the field, he saw two old men still stepping on the rice thresher, busy.
He said. He took out the peach that he had just picked and washed from the peach tree by the pond.
"Okay, let's take a rest first and eat a peach." Ma Chenggong originally wanted to stomp on it a few more times, but when he saw the red peach, he remembered those past events and saw Yaya Nini early.
He slurped his tongue and ate with gusto. Ma Chenggong threw away the rice straw he had finished beating and walked over expectantly.
Du Yuejuan also walked over with her eyes shining.
"Come on, Grandpa Ma and Grandma Du, let's eat for you."
Yaya Nini, who was playing happily, saw the two elders coming over and hurriedly picked out the two biggest peaches and handed them over.
"Yaya Nini is so good..."
The two old men wiped their hands on themselves, happily took the peach and took a bite.
As soon as the peach meat entered their mouths, the two old men were stunned. Although they had expected that the authentic peaches from this farm would taste very good, they never expected that the taste would be so good. Like today's fruit markets and supermarkets
The peaches in it are basically useless except for their size and sweetness. However, the peach flesh of the raw peaches is extremely rich, and the ratio of sweet and sour is very harmonious. Ma Chenggong believes that even if it is artificially blended, it will not be able to produce such a moderate peach.
In proportion.
When you eat this peach in your mouth, it tastes so delicious that there are no words to describe it.
The reason why the peach tastes so good, don't even think about it, it must be Fang Rui who connected the peach tree into the space.
"Grandpa and grandma, aren't the peaches delicious?"
Yaya Nini looked at the two old men doubtfully and said.
"Delicious, so delicious..."
The two old men came back to their senses with joy, ate the peaches in their hands with big mouthfuls, and then took another one to eat. The people who were busy there also put down their work and came to enjoy the peaches. Everyone ate so happily.
They are all full of peach juice...
(Thanks to Yinlong for the big reward, thank you...)
(The book has 500,000 words. Who among the brothers has a monthly pass? I don’t have any extravagant expectations, just give the old nine one or two...)