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Chapter 312 Beating Rapeseed

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    Spring is refreshing, but summer is not so friendly!

    In the hot summer, sweat flows continuously. For the working people, this season is also a harvest season.  Although tiring, the joy of harvest can make people temporarily forget the pain of the day.

    ? Before going out in the morning, my grandparents told me that I would go to my aunt's house to help harvest rapeseed today, and after I finished school, I could just go directly to my aunt's house.

    After the sweltering noon, but there is no cool breeze, this afternoon is hard!

    Under the sun that has not yet set, ride a bicycle, say goodbye to your friends, and head to my aunt's house!

    The asphalt road absorbed the heat of the day, and in the afternoon, it began to release heat, and the residual temperature was close to 40 degrees!

    This trip is all uphill, laborious and tiring, pedaling the chain plate to drive the car forward.  Every lap of riding, the moment the soles of the feet are closest to the ground, the heat from the soles is really hot and unbearable!

    Sweat inadvertently climbed up the forehead, back, and neck, blocking the sweat for most of the day, like a wild horse running wild, quickly gushing out and occupying the surface of the skin.

    Gradually soak into the clothes, making the thin clothes stick to the slippery skin, which is very uncomfortable.

    The three-kilometer journey was very strenuous.

    Before the journey was halfway through, the pants were already stuck to the skin, and the discomfort was doubled!

    As the amount of sweat loss increases, the feeling of thirst climbs up, adding to the feeling of irritability.

    Finally came to the door of my aunt's house, but only my sister was at home.

    "Brother, you are here!" Lei Dan laughed and ran towards me.

    "Well, are you home alone? What about your mother?" I put down my schoolbag and took a short rest.

    "They were harvesting rapeseed in the field above, and my grandfather and mother-in-law were also there. I was there in the morning, but they told me to wait for you at the front of the house, so I didn't go in the afternoon." Lei Dan turned on the fan and motioned for me  Blow down the fan first to cool down.

    "Brother, do you eat watermelon?" My sister said quietly.

    Hey!  There is even watermelon!  But from what I know about my sister, this watermelon may not be so easy to eat.

    Sure enough, after being taken to the kitchen by my sister, I found that the big watermelon in the bucket was still soaking in cold water.

    Such a big watermelon is obviously not for eating now!  It must have been bought by my aunt to eat when everyone came back to rest at night, but my sister was greedy and wanted to eat watermelon now.

    However, once such a large watermelon is cut, it cannot be put into the water to keep chilling. If you eat it at night, it will not have that crunchy and sweet taste.

    After debunking my sister's thoughts, I resolutely refused: "I am used to eating at night, let's go and see if the rapeseed is finished!"

    The younger sister pursed her mouth and said reluctantly: "Oh~"

    Close the door and head for your destination!

    The vegetable field located in the upper position is separated from the forest where Zhao Qi's family is located by a river.

    The "mechanical farming road" more than two meters wide has long been hardened by the scorching sun. The yellow soil exudes high temperature. After the vehicles pass by, the dust on the surface is brought up, which makes the summer dry and hot even more.

    On both sides of the mechanical farming road, in the uneven fields, the golden wheat has been cut down one after another, and the standing rapeseed is also waiting to be harvested.

    It's only midsummer, and the fields are full of busy scenes, adding heat to the summer.

    "Grandpa! Grandma! Uncle! Aunt~" across the edge of the field, I shouted to several people who were busy in the field.

    "Ren Taotao is out of school!" The eldest uncle is sowing rapeseed in turn with the cover (agricultural tool).

    After the rapeseeds in the field were cut down in the first half of the day, they are being taken to the designated area for whipping one by one. The rapeseeds are detached, which is the first step.

    "I'm here to help!"

    "I'm coming too!" The younger sister also leaned forward excitedly.

    Because we are not old enough to work hard for a long time like adults, we were arranged to turn rapeseed.

    Spread a ten-meter-square flower oilcloth on the ground, and spread rapeseed on the oilcloth, row by row, to facilitate threshing.

    After the rapeseeds were laid out, my aunt and elder uncle held the lids and hit the rapeseeds crosswise, one after another.

    The rapeseed, which was already yellow and fast falling, burst after some blows. The finger-length rapeseed shell was opened and crushed. The rapeseed inside fell to the ground and was supported by the oilcloth.

    Grandpa and grandma took the lid and started hitting from another direction.

    Two routes, four rows of rapeseed, after a round of hitting, the four stopped for a short rest.

    At this time, it was me and my sister who playedIt's time to wait!

    Each bundle of rapeseed must be turned over, one bundle after another, one pile after another, and after they are all turned over, the four of them will start the second round of beating.

    Although turning the rapeseed is a trivial matter, and the rapeseed is not heavy, the amount of labor is not small!

    A bundle of rapeseed weighs several kilograms, so it has to be picked up quickly, turned over, and put down again.

    During the period, the dust brought up by turning the rapeseed will rise high, splash on the face, and get into the nose, which is very choking.  Even if there is no such interference, after some turning, the whole body will feel uncomfortable.

    The dark yellow dust contained crushed rapeseed crumbs. After being stained on the body, it mixed with sweat, itching and stinging, very uncomfortable!

    After turning over, when the four of them finish the round, the rapeseed on the oilcloth will complete its mission for the first half of its life.

    Pick up a bunch of vegetable poles, beat it hard on the oilcloth, and beat out as much rapeseed as possible.

    After repeating it several times, pick up the vegetable pole and throw it aside.

    After all the vegetable poles are shaken clean, a new round of vegetable poles will be laid.

    In less than twenty minutes, the high-intensity labor made my back ache.

    I took advantage of the gap between them beating rapeseed, and quickly sat on the ground to rest.

    Sweat left along the sideburns, slid over the neck, and flowed down.

    And the sweat on his forehead went straight into his eyes.

    It is really painful at this time!  There was dust all over his arms, and he didn't dare to wipe off the sweat, so he had to lift up his clothes and gently wipe the corners of his eyes.

    Farmers are really hard!  Today is a deep understanding.

    No wonder my parents didn't let me participate in harvesting wheat and rapeseed.  Although I also try to help out a little, but those are small things.

    ? Today, I just tasted it for half an hour, and I felt so uncomfortable that I would die. If I had to work for a day, I would not collapse!

    "Ren Tao, if you are tired, take your sister back to have a rest first! The little baby is playing rapeseed!" the aunt said with a smile.

    "Okay, got it! Let's have a rest again!" I really admire my aunt, who actually laughed and chatted with me while picking rapeseed.

    ? On the other hand, I feel weak even sitting and talking. The gap is really too big!

    But it's not good to go back at this time, right?  When we first left the house, we came with great ambitions, and it took only half an hour for us to realize it.

    This is the case in summer, when it is hot, it will be hot to the end. Not only is it hot, but there is no wind in the air, and even the sound of birds is far away.

    In the empty field, the only sound left is the sound of lids hitting vegetable poles.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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