Man Bao looked at her father in confusion, shook her head and asked, "Dad, where will I marry?"
"Of course it's in the town, but our Manbao is so powerful now, maybe we can marry into the county town?"
That's not far, Man Bao thought for a moment and shook his head in refusal.
She promised Keke that when she grows up, she will take it to far, far away places to collect many plants. How will she collect them after she gets married?
So she said to Lao Zhoutou: "Dad, I won't get married now. I'll get married after I finish my work."
Lao Zhoutou burst out laughing. He was very familiar with such an answer. He patted her head nonchalantly and said with a smile: "How can you finish all the work in this world? You should get married when it's time to get married."
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Manbao turned around and ran away without telling Lao Zhoutou. When she grows up, her father will always change his mind.
For example, eldest sister.
When the eldest sister first came home, her father wanted to get married in the second month. But now, one year has passed, and another year has passed, and the eldest sister is still not married, isn't it?
Seeing that the little girl had run away and the others were still squatting in front of them, Lao Zhou waved his hands in disgust, "Go, go, hurry up and get to work. If you don't finish cutting this piece before noon, you won't be allowed to go home."
Lao Zhou had a large family, so of course they didn't have to wait until noon to cut the wheat field. In fact, they finished cutting the wheat field in less than an hour, that is, around 2:00 am.
Manbao and a group of others fell behind to pick up wheat ears.
Lao Zhou wiped the sweat from his face. The sun was already very hot at this time.
He turned to Zhou Lang and said, "Let your wife go home and stop basking in the sun here. Your third sister-in-law should have gone back as well. Let them make lunch at home."
Zhou Lang quickly agreed and asked Fang to go back.
They ignored the wheat spread out to dry in the field, but returned to the ground and began to move the wheat into the bamboo baskets. They bundled it out of the field early this morning and just picked it up to take home.
As for the ones that were just cut in the field, they were left to dry in the sun for half a day. After dinner in the evening, when the sun had gone down, they were bundled and picked back.
In fact, in previous years, Lao Zhoutou would have been more willing to put the wheat in the ground to dry for a day or two. Although some of the wheat left overnight would be stolen by birds and mice, it would save time to harvest other wheat and save space at home.
no?
But now it’s no longer possible. I heard that the harvested wheat in some villages was stolen when it was put in the field. Their Qili Village is remote and in the mountains. Strangers can see them coming in and out, so no one has stolen it for the time being.
But what if someone enters the village in the dark?
Who can see it then?
Moreover, most of the fields are outside the village, and people live in houses. Who can see the conditions in the land?
As for people in this village stealing, Lao Zhoutou naturally doesn't believe it. Even if there are such evil people, the rabbit will not eat the grass beside the nest.
No matter where the thief came from, he didn't dare to leave the wheat outside overnight.
This year's harvest is already not good. If it is stolen again, the family will really suffer from the northwest wind.
Old Zhou picked up a load first and left. Zhou Lang avoided Qian's sight and began to lazily put the wheat in the bamboo basket slower and slower.
Wu Lang and Zhou Lang also have to pick wheat, but the bamboo baskets they use are relatively small, so they don't have to worry about straining their shoulders and waists. After all, they still have to grow, right?
After the two of them had filled their own bags, they turned around and saw that the fourth brother's bamboo basket was almost full. He was leaning against the pile of wheat, yawning, looking sleepy, and seemed to be about to fall asleep.
The two brothers looked at each other and immediately ran up to help. They worked together to throw a bundle of wheat into the bamboo basket, and it was piled high in an instant.
Zhou Lang woke up, saw the wheat in the bamboo basket, and shouted unhappily: "Enough, enough, you are going to exhaust me to death."
"Fourth brother, we are here to help you."
"That's right, it's very hard to pretend to be wheat."
Zhou Lang was furious, he was just going to pretend slowly.
Seeing that he was about to move wheat, Wuwulang immediately shouted: "Mom, fourth brother is lazy!"
Zhou Lang was so angry that his nose almost started to smoke. He looked around to find a helping hand and found that Man Bao, Da Tou and the others had already disappeared. He didn't know where they went.
Of course Man Bao went to find Zhou Hu.
But she wasn't even familiar with the land in her own home, so of course she didn't know where the land in Zhou Hu's home was, so Da Tou showed her the way.
Da Ya and the others liked to play with their sister-in-law the most, so everyone in the group followed suit.
Zhou Hu led Dafu to cut wheat in the field. There were only two father and son in such a big field, which looked very pitiful.
Man Bao ran in and said hello, "Brother Zhou Hu, are Sister-in-law Hu okay?"
When Zhou Hu looked up, he saw a group of children from Lao Zhou's family running towards him. His mood was a little complicated, "I'm feeling much better. I'm still taking medicine now, but I should be able to get out of bed after confinement.
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Chen's current health is worse than Qian's, and she can't even take care of herself. However, her condition has stabilized and there is no further bleeding.
Zhou Hu is still very grateful to the old Zhou family, because he feels that his wife's spirit is much better than before, mostly because of what Qian said.
"What about Sanshou?"
The smile on Zhou Hu's face became even bigger, and he said with a smile: "Three years of life is even better. Now I can drink five bowls of goat milk a day and eat some gruel."
Just peeing too much.
When Zhou Hu said this, he paused and said: "I have asked someone to find the sheep. When I find the sheep that are giving milk, I will return the sheep to Mr. Bai."
Man Bao waved his little hand and said, "Shan Bao doesn't mind. He told me yesterday that he wanted to take a look at San Shou."
Zhou Hu said happily: "The relationship is good. Erlu is at home and the door is not closed. You can just go in."
"Aunt Chen is not at home anymore?"
She is talking about Zhou Hu’s mother-in-law.
Zhou Hu shook his head and said, "Now that the summer harvest has begun, she has gone home."
Man Bao looked at Zhou Hu sympathetically. No wonder Brother Zhou Hu had become so thin, so haggard, and so embarrassed after not seeing him for a few days.
Man Bao wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder, but when he found that he couldn't, he gave up and simply asked him how to catch the bird.
Zhou Hu thought for a while and said, "Do you want to catch birds? Those things are not easy to catch. I always use fishing nets to catch them. Sometimes I use bows and arrows, but they are not easy to shoot."
Zhou Hu didn't hide it. His family was considered the second best in the village before, only slightly worse than the village chief's family. This was because his father knew how to hunt and so did he.
But if people in the village ask about hunting skills, he will still tell them, but if he tells them, others may not be able to learn them.
The question was about Man Bao, so he explained in more detail, and then continued to pick up the sickle to cut the wheat.
He was too busy, otherwise he wouldn't mind spending some time catching a bunch for Man Bao.
But at this time, he is the only laborer in his family, and Dafu is not very old. Although he can help a little, it is limited after all. He cut this piece of land yesterday, and it is estimated that he will not be able to finish cutting it before tonight. After cutting it, he will have to tie it up and pick it up.
go home.
Apparently he had also heard the rumor that the wheat had been stolen.