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Chapter 69 June

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    Ever since he narrowly escaped death when he went out to buy wax billets that year, for a long time, Li Changqing would wake up crying from nightmares, dreaming that he was being chased and killed.  Yang Yi always comforted him distressedly, and then simply let him cut off all the small business.  Originally, it was not easy to do business. Although they made more money, those who lived and slept in the open air were even facing life-threatening danger.  No amount of money can replace this man's life.  He is the pillar of the family and his lifelong reliance.  She can spend less money, save money, and contract a few more acres of land. In short, she doesn't want him to be in danger.  Later, Li Changqing went up the mountain to push a cart, but as the children grew up, he still felt that he was earning too little.

    It is too difficult to make money in the countryside. Apart from the land, there are too few profitable jobs in this barren land.  Apart from this land, if they want to earn more money, they can only leave their hometowns to find opportunities, but those opportunities are often mixed with deception.  Li Changqing will not venture into the outside world easily. He knows that the outside world is too risky. He is really afraid that he will not get any money after working for a long time, and his children and wives are waiting for his hard work to live on.  He turned all his brains to make a living for the family, to do some small business, to supplement the family.  But even so, life is still so embarrassing.

    His distant cousin said that he would introduce him to a job in T city. Faced with doubts, he chose to believe in blood relationship.  Although the relationship was a little far away, the honest Li Changqing put down his grudges with that "uncle".  In that scorching midsummer, he packed his bags and left his hometown with hope.  How many people have fantasized about the glory of returning home when they are far away from home, but the result is often that they have suffered all kinds of hardships in the outside world, but they dare not say a word to their home.  direction, leaving lonely or burning tears.

    However, it is indeed different outside. There are many buildings in the city, and many construction workers are needed. It is a job that can make more money as long as you put in your strength, and he has plenty of strength.  In just two years, he not only made more money than at home, but also learned technical tasks such as building walls, pasting tiles, and installing roofs. Now he is a qualified worker.  He is no longer a small worker who only earns money by working hard. He is a skilled worker, which also means that he can earn more money.  But the price is that he has to go out all the year round, and only go home when there are major events such as farming at home.

    June is the season for harvesting wheat, and June is also the season for the fragrance of chestnut flowers.

    Chestnut flowers are not as eye-catching as roses, they are eye-catching, and have never been so favored by people, giving it any flower language or the symbolic meaning of fairy tales.  It is doing itself quietly, but it has never snatched the luster of the green leaves.  The emerald green chestnut leaves are more dazzling against the light green chestnut flowers.

    Earlier this year, Yang Yi made zongzi for Li Changqing to return home, and made fat meat, which is Li Changqing's favorite food.  In order to save money, this is the first time to go home since the Chinese New Year. Yang Yi knew that he was reluctant to eat outside, so she had already prepared a lot of food, and she wanted to make up for Li Changqing in these few days.

    Li Changqing's family is harvesting wheat from the Daoyan field, just like last year, so that the whole family can have an extra bite of food and not be laughed at by the villagers.

    Seeing other people's jokes has always been a great pleasure for the common people. Since the birth of human beings, this event has been so shining and indispensable on the stage of history.  Look at other people's jokes, and be laughed at by others.

    This year Chenyao is nine years old, and she will start working in the fields together like an adult.  Even though she was a girl, she never knew that she couldn't hold her family back. She didn't want her family to be a joke, especially if they didn't do anything wrong.  It's not their fault that they are poor, and it's not their fault that they can't have a son. The fault is those who laugh at them.

    However, she refused to accept her fate.

    Inside the bamboo basket are freshly washed cucumbers. The cucumbers are still planted by my mother every spring. They grow just right at this time. These are what my mother brought to the field to eat while waiting to pluck the wheat.  So, even though Chen Yao wanted to eat so much a few days ago, her mother stopped her.

    This season, plums, apricots, and peaches are all on the market, but they can't afford them.  But they still have hands, and they can prepare their own food, flatbread and cucumbers.

    As the head of the family, his father has already rushed ahead quickly.  He has to rush, if this is a battle with guns, he needs to block the guns for the women behind him, if this is a battle without guns, he has to stand in front of them to shelter from the wind and rain, and endure the suffering.  And, now, these women were suffering with him.  Behind him is his mother. She loves what he has done for the family, so even if she is tired, she has to bear all the responsibilities with him.appoint.

    The sickle used by Dad was polished under the moonlight before departure, so that the wheat can be harvested faster, preferably before it rains, which can save a lot of trouble.  Then, he brought the whetstone into the ground, and when the knife escaped, he had to sharpen it.  As a farmer, he doesn't know the saying that sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood, but he understands this truth in his bones.

    "Fourth, help Dad bring the whetstone." Lao Li, who has been working like an old scalper, rarely speaks during his work.  The fourth child heard his father's call and rushed over as if he had received an order.

    "Hey, here we come!"

    Although she was nine years old, she ran over quickly holding the whetstone.  When she put the whetstone in front of her father, there were small piles of wheat along behind him. Under the bright moonlight, the ripe ears of wheat exuded the fragrance of wheat, and at the same time mixed with the road.  Chestnut blossoms from chestnut tree rows on the back.

    "water."

    With one simple word from Dad, the fourth child ran to the bamboo basket to fetch water as if he had received an order.  She looked at her father quietly, his face had wrinkles for some reason, and it was so clear under the moonlight, he was only forty years old.

    Dad gulped down half a bucket of water. It was a white bucket full of cooking oil. It was so big that two small cucumbers were piled up so high. Dad drank half of it. He must be too tired.  The smell of sweat coming from his body finally spread to the fourth child's small nostrils after being in such close contact. However, apart from feeling sorry for her father, she never felt stimulated by this sense of smell at all.

    With the last sip, Dad put the water in his mouth and gave the bucket to the fourth child.  Then, with a "poof", a sip of water scattered into water droplets and sprayed on the knife surface and the whetstone, and the sound of sharpening the knife was remembered.

    Dad sharpened it for a while, then touched it with his own hand, and then took advantage of the bright and clear moonlight to check the condition of the blade. After confirming that the blade was sharpened, he got up and went to his own ridge of wheat again.  Suddenly the harvesting began.

    Chen Yao watched her father's quick movements, and she didn't dare to neglect her at all. She hurried back to her bed, put on her gloves, and started pulling.  She was too young, and her parents didn't use a sickle for her. They were afraid that she would hurt herself, so they pulled it out bit by bit with their hands.  Although it is slower, it is still a labor force, and if you can do a little bit, you can lighten their burden a little bit.

    Chenfeng is also the eldest among several children, because she is a little fatter, probably because she has the responsibility of being the eldest, she must follow her mother closely, and she wants to set an example for her younger sisters.  The second child and the third child are on the same level, and they are also about the same age. Although there is a distance behind the eldest sister, they are also working hard to pull out their food.

    Time has no concept at this time, they don't have hours, minutes and seconds, all they have is fatigue.  No matter how sensible she was, her body gave a warning that she was really tired.  She had already plucked most of the wheat in the ridge, and her hand was so tired that she could only bend it. Once she stretched it out and straightened her fingers, a pain spread to every cell in her body.  But, look up, everyone in front is doing it.

    "Can I rest for a while? I'm really tired. But." Her young body was cast into a long shadow under the moonlight, and she obviously had the strength to do this when she was so big.  However, now her young body is suffering from fatigue that she shouldn't have at this age.

    "Take a rest when you're tired. Don't worry. After a while, your father will come to his end and his ridge will be finished. Let's go home." When the mother saw her little daughter's fatigue, she felt distressed, but she could only let her sit in the bed for a while.  Rest here.  Children of other people's families at this age are all thinking about playing, but she has to bear this hard work with the whole family.

    She really wanted to say "I'm not tired" simply and neatly like before, but now the words are in her own mouth, she can't say it, she is really tired.  If you are a mother, just give yourself a step down.  She walked to the bamboo basket, picked up a medium-length cucumber, and took out a triangular-toothed pancake from the bag, and sat on the small pile of wheat to replenish her strength.

    The cucumbers are really fragrant. They were picked just before going out. They are fresh. The pancakes are also delicious. My mother¡¯s cooking skills have always been very good.  The oil produced from their own peanuts, and the flour produced from the wheat grown by themselves, these two kinds of harvests have carried their tiresome days and nights, and those sweats have turned into the delicious food at this moment.

    Food, really good.

    It's good to have food.

    In the final chewing, the flour is turned into maltose, and then mixed with the fragrant cucumber, which satisfies the taste buds and taste together.  Farmers are easy to be satisfied, and it is a big deal to be able to eat enough.  Therefore, for this big event, they spend all their time and emotion on this yellow land throughout the year, working tirelessly, day and night.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com), Sprinkle all the time and feelings on this yellow land, working tirelessly, day and night.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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