The wheat harvest is coming soon, and the whole village is busy, and no one cares about the Tang family's trivial matters anymore.
Wheat harvesting here usually takes place from late May to early June. At this time, the whole family is mobilized.
Uncle Tang's fourth uncle was divided into a family when his elder passed away. He still had seven acres of land at home, but he was too busy to do it himself, so he asked for help every year.
Cutting wheat is a hard job. You are exposed to the hot sun and you have to bend down all the time. You have to move the sickle quickly and accurately. In addition, you are easily scratched by wheat leaves, and you feel itchy after being stained with wheat crumbs, so you still have to work hard.
You can't go shirtless. At the end of the day, no matter how good you are, you will be so tired that you can't straighten your back.
After it is harvested, it is necessary to thresh the wheat, using mules or donkeys to pull large stone rollers and press them back and forth countless times to separate the wheat ears from the straw.
After the grains are removed, the straw should be shredded and piled into wheat straw piles, which can be used later for cooking and cooking.
Of course, the wheat still needs to be winnowed, that is, when the wheat grains are removed, there will be soil, wheat husks, etc. on it, and these must be processed through winnowing.
Use a wooden shovel to lift the wheat high and let the wind blow away the dust and husks, leaving only the wheat kernels.
This job is also very hard and very particular. If you don't know how to lift it, it will be spread everywhere. At the same time, after the lifting, someone has to be on the side to sweep the husks on it with a big broom. This repeats many times.
Repeat until all that is left are wheat grains.
Then lay it out to dry and dry it thoroughly to prevent mold after entering the warehouse. After drying, use wooden choppers to pile up the wheat, and then you can bag it and take it home.
For several days in a row, the whole village was very busy.
There is also a wheat holiday in the ancestral school, ten days a year, but you can still study in the ancestral school during the holidays. Tang Shirong and Tang Junchen are not very good at farm work, so they are not invited back this year.
Tang Shiyue originally said that when Fourth Uncle Tang and Madam Zhou got off the ground, she could help deliver lunch to the ground. However, Madam Zhou said that she had more money this year and would simply hire more people, so she wouldn't go.
When the time came, she could cook the food, which would save Granny Sun from having to worry about it.
After doing this, Tang Shiyue and Qi Jing, who had no land to farm, turned out to be the most leisurely people in the whole village.
Now that the stone house she lived in was directly behind the mountain, and there was no need to pass through the village, Tang Shiyue made an appointment with Qi Jing to prepare for a trip to the mountain.
The mountain here is steep and everyone usually doesn't go up the mountain from this side. Tang Shiyue felt that he was pretty good in body and fitness, but in some places he had to climb for a long time using both hands and feet. The hoe in the basket fell out and he almost didn't hit it.
Break her brain.
Tang Shiyue couldn't help but complain: "I won't go up the mountain from this way next time. It's too difficult to walk."
A hand stretched out in front of me.
Qi Jing's fingers were slender and beautiful, but not delicate. Calluses could be seen in several places. Tang Shiyue poked at them curiously.
Qi Jing wanted to take back her hand, but she quickly grabbed it with both hands and used his strength to climb up. She asked him, "Ah Jing, do you think I can learn martial arts?"
He looked at her, and then said quietly: "Anyone can learn it, it just depends on how good it is."
Tang Shiyue said: "It's almost the same as you."
He looked forward calmly: "I started practicing martial arts when I was three years old. The time gradually increased from one hour to five hours, and the weight increased from two kilograms to two stones. I used all kinds of weapons, on the ground, on horses, on trees, and on boats.
All situations require practice. If you want to be like me...it will be difficult."
Tang Shiyue was stunned.
She looked at his calm and resolute profile. His face was still a bit green, and he was handsome between a boy and an adult, but his temperament was as stable as a mountain.
At this moment, she truly felt that all the people around her were not pictures or symbols, but years that had passed step by step.
Tang Shiyue said: "I can't do it."
He looked at her, and Tang Shiyue hurriedly said: "I just want to meet the needs of life. Even if I can't say that I can walk on flat ground when I go up the mountain, I can at least do it easily. It is best to have some ability to protect myself.
If something unexpected happens, at least you can resist it and then create a chance for yourself to escape."
The more she spoke, the softer her voice became. Looking at his dark and clear phoenix eyes, for some reason, she suddenly felt the fear of a scumbag facing a strict teacher.
But Qi Jing still nodded: "Okay."
She was a little timid, thinking that she would be picked up by him tomorrow and practiced for several hours a day, right?
In order to prevent herself from changing her mind, she pointed quickly: "Ah Jing, look, what's over there?"
The terrain was steep. Qi Jing supported her against the tree, then walked over and took a quick look. Then he frowned, knelt down and took a look, and said, "Ginseng."
Tang Shiyue: "..."
He squatted down and dug out the ginseng, put it in his hand and studied it: "It only grows for a few decades, it should be less than a hundred years." He was a little strange: "How did you see it from so far away?"
"Luck..." Tang Shiyue said: "Actually, I didn't see anything. I was just teasing you."
He was silent for a moment, then put the ginseng into his backpack and said, "Actually, you can live a good life if you don't make wine and just rely on luck."
"How can it be the same?" Tang Shiyue said: "Making wine-making is like steps, you know? It's just one step at a time. We can climb up by stepping on it, and we can control it ourselves however we want to climb. And
I probably know in my heart what I can get by climbing up. But luck is like picking something up on the road. I don’t know when I’ll pick it up, and I don’t know what I’ll pick up. The feeling is completely different.”
Qi Jing nodded: "With such luck, you can still have a clear mind. This is a good thing."
Tang Shiyue was amused by his tone as a veteran cadre: "Rewards, awards, awards. It's rare that you have such bad luck and haven't lost hope yet."
The corners of Qi Jing's mouth curved: "I have you." As he walked this way, he continued: "I met you."
Tang Shiyue: "..."
No, little brother, can you please stop being incomprehensible and straight-faced one second and then flirting with me the next?
After walking through the steep section, the mountain gradually became gentle, but Tang Shiyue was already exhausted and had to be cautious, so she grabbed his bow and arrow to use force, Qi Jing's body was tilted as she pulled her.
He stopped and said, "After climbing over this mountain, take a rest, okay?"
Do you still have to go over the mountain?? She looked at him faintly: "I usually haven't offended you, right?"
He thought seriously for a moment: "There are quite a lot of offended people."
Tang Shiyue: "..."
Just ask how low your emotional intelligence is and how stubborn you are to be able to give such an answer with no desire to live!
Tang Shiyue said angrily: "Just walk to that tree! Then take a rest and then return! If you don't agree, then leave alone!"
Return in situ or something, it doesn’t exist, there must be a marker! Do you know about obsessive-compulsive disorder? The mobile phone must be fully charged. If you unplug it at 99%, you will feel uncomfortable for a whole day!
He was silent for a while: "Promise."
She wanted to have fun again, so the two of them walked forward slowly. After walking for less than half, he suddenly stopped and reached back to grab the bow and arrow. (To be continued)