Seeing that Nan Mengyu still refused to acknowledge her mother, Zhao Rufeng couldn't help but said: "Ah Jiu, I see that you and Comrade Leng look very similar. Maybe you are mother and daughter. Anyway, you have lost your memory now, I don't know.
You are going wherever you come from, why not follow Comrade Leng home for now."
Leng Xiangning immediately said: "Yes, Mengyu, go home with your mother."
Mengyu thought for a while, then got off the slope and said, "Okay, I'll go back with you first. However, I'm not sure that you are my mother. It's better to wait until a paternity test is done later, and then we can identify each other."
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Nan Mengyu picked up the load of millet that belonged to Leng Xiangning. Leng Xiangning quickly shouted: "Hey, no, my daughter, that one is too heavy for you to lift."
But Leng Xiangning's words choked up after Nan Mengyu easily picked up the load of millet, and then he praised her greatly: "Daughter, you are really good at it. Mom even found it too heavy to pick up, but you actually picked it up very easily."
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Nan Mengyu was stunned. Although her consciousness and cultivation were sealed, her body's cultivation was still there. She was an innate master, let alone a hundred kilograms of burden, which was a thousand kilograms. She
It can also be easily picked up.
But she couldn't overdo it, so she immediately pretended to trip and stumbled.
Leng Xiangning quickly grabbed the basket and shouted: "Oh, mom just said you are awesome, I really can't praise you enough. You'd better put it down and let mom pick it."
Nan Mengyu quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, I can do it." After saying that, she looked very strenuous, but with a look of ease on her face, she picked up the burden and started walking.
Leng Xiangning saw that although her daughter was struggling, she could still pick it up. She also saw that she insisted on picking the millet for her, so she no longer insisted on picking it back for herself.
She walked beside her with a happy face, heading towards Shaiguping in the village.
When they met people along the way, they saw Leng Xiangning doing something in the air, so they greeted her, and then asked her who the person who picked millet for her was. Leng Xiangning took the opportunity to introduce Nan Mengyu, saying that she was her daughter.
What makes Nan Mengyu strange is that no one seems to be surprised at all that Leng Xiangning found her daughter. It seems that it is so logical for her to find her daughter.
Don't they have any curiosity at all?
Carrying the yellow and refreshing millet, Nan Mengyu thought of white rice. She couldn't help but think of her childhood, when she would go to work with the adults during the double rush season, and she would often carry millet back like this.
Nan Mengyu still remembers that when the production team came back from harvesting rice when they were young, they would weigh it next to the sun-shading flat. If the weather was bad, it would be sent to the warehouse. If the weather was good, it would be dumped directly on the sun-shading flat and covered with nylon to avoid dew.
Wet, wait until the sun rises tomorrow, just use a crotch to pick it up and dry it, then weigh it again and send it to the warehouse next to Shaiguping.
Most of these early rice grains will be sent to the national grain depot to be handed over as public surplus grain, and the rest can be distributed to the members. However, after the early rice grains have completed their tasks, the late rice grains do not need to be handed over.
At that time, each person in their village had an acre and a half of field, and the amount of millet they threshed in one year was six to seven hundred jins in one season, and the grains they threshed in two seasons were about 1,500 jins. After drying the water, sweeping away the grass clippings, and handing over
After completing the task, the average amount of millet distributed to each person was about 600 kilograms.
Even if a child does not work, he still has three hundred kilograms of millet every year.
Although people at that time had little food and a lot of food, adding some cereals such as sweet potatoes and taro would be enough to eat. However, Li Chunhua was reluctant to give it to Nan Mengyu. She would secretly take the remaining food to the market and sell it for money.
It made her life feel like soaking in yellow lotus water.