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164 Neighborhood Help

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    "Enough, don't worry, this street light is definitely much brighter than your door light!" The middle-aged woman said firmly, "Besides, picking peanuts is not about doing homework or writing articles, so how bright it is.  As long as you can roughly see the peanuts."

    "Well, not bad." I suddenly felt a bright light in my eyes, "Okay, we will start a night job tonight!" But then said sadly, "It's just that I don't know how much we can pick in one night. Alas, it seems that this  There is no way to help my mother collect all the peanuts during the holidays."

    The owner of the small shop was touched by my Xiao Suo's words, so while picking them, he said to the middle-aged woman: "Do you have anything else to do tonight?"

    "No! What can you do tonight?" The middle-aged woman didn't understand the implication, so she said bluntly.

    "Look, even outsiders like us are helping. You have nothing to do at night anyway, why can't you come and help your uncle (the middle-aged woman is also a member of the same clan, according to her seniority, her father should be called uncle)"  Do you pick peanuts?" said the owner of the small shop, and showed a smirk that his "trick" had succeeded.

    "It's ok. It's fine anyway, so what's wrong with it." The middle-aged woman replied bluffing, "But, there is one thing, can this peanut-picking help be for nothing?"

    I knew she was joking, but assured me, "Of course, come over to our house for dinner now!"

    "This year, who doesn't have food? What's more, I've already had dinner."

    "Then what benefits do you want?" The owner of the small shop asked me indignantly.

    "I heard that you just attended the wedding of the big boss (referring to the cousin)'s house, and you must have brought a lot of wedding candies. The requirements are not high, I just want to see high-end wedding candies. Besides, helping out has to be a bit of a celebration."  Otherwise, who would want to come? As long as everyone has wedding candy, I guarantee that there will be many people coming."

    Rural women like to tease, even if they really want to help, they won't say it directly.  If they don't try their best to adjust the atmosphere, they will never give up.  I grew up here, and I have long been accustomed to their teasing.  From her words, I could tell that not only would she come over by herself at night, but she would also bring a large group of people with her, so she immediately replied emotionally: "No problem! Absolutely no problem! Isn't it just wedding candy?  , I have a lot of them.¡±

    "I can't believe your promise!"

    "Isn't it just a little wedding candy! Don't tell me, are you still afraid that I can't make the decision?" I asked very suspiciously.

    "Do you think these candies are given to you to eat?" The middle-aged woman asked without answering.

    "Even if it was sent to me, I might not eat it." This is the truth, because I have never liked too sweet things.

    "Then it's over!" The middle-aged woman showed the same wicked smile as the man who opened the small shop just now, "I don't want to see children cry. Don't wait until then, while you are giving out candy, but your family  But the little guy was crying. At that time, even if it was sent to us, we would not be able to eat it!"

    After years of training, their level of teasing others is not generally high.  Hearing this, I finally understood what she meant, so I said, "Don't worry, when the time comes, I'll ask XX (the child's name) to come over and distribute candy to you. Is this the head office?"

    "Okay. Let's see if you have the ability!"

    Looking at the middle-aged woman's wicked smile, I already understood what she meant.  After all, the temptation of sugar to children is enormous.  For these boring rural women, they will inevitably regard my embarrassment as a rare tonic in their ordinary life.  However, for me, as long as I can help my mother complete the important task of harvesting peanuts at this last time, it is already a very cost-effective thing to pay a little bit of embarrassment.

    The middle-aged woman really kept her promise, and brought a large group of people over after our lunch.  They are all acquaintances from the neighbors, I counted them carefully, and there are as many as five of them, including the ones who opened the small shop!  If we add the new force of our family, the size of this peanut-picking team is still quite impressive.  I couldn't help but smile.  With their help, I finally saw the hope of victory (complete the farm work of harvesting peanuts during the holiday).

    Carrying baskets and stools, the peanut-picking army rushed to the main road in a mighty manner, officially starting the final stage of the siege and annihilation battle.

    The techniques of these women are quite skilled, and under their fast picking, the piled up peanut vines are decreasing at a very obvious speed.  The reason why they are all women has something to do with the unique economic structure in the countryside.  In the countryside, apart from agriculture, there is almost no other productionIndustry.  Therefore, in order to make a living, the able-bodied labor force in the countryside has all gone out to work.  Most of those who stay in the countryside are old and weak women and children.  And middle-aged women undoubtedly became the main force of agricultural labor.  The so-called practice makes perfect, long-term agricultural work, so that they have cultivated quite skilled skills.

    While their hands were busy, their mouths were not idle.  As the saying goes, "three women in one play".  Don't forget, there are more than three women now.  For them, dual-purpose has become a habit.  Ever since, the sound of twittering can be heard endlessly, and there will be bursts of laughter from time to time.  The whole scene of picking peanuts suddenly fell into a lively conversation and laughter.

    Not long after, my mother came over.  My mother said that she had finished washing my father and asked me to go back and look at my father who was resting on the bed.  I know what my mother means, she wants me to switch jobs with her.  Because, my speed of picking peanuts is much slower than that of my mother.  In fact, picking peanuts also requires skill.  The rhizomes are surrounded by shelled peanuts, some of which have been eaten by soil worms and some have no peanut kernels (dry peanuts). It takes skill to pick out the full peanuts.  Skilled ones can almost pick off all the plump peanuts on the whole vine with one hand.  I'm already a little proficient now, but it usually takes two or three times.  Moreover, in the process of picking, the back of the hand will rub against the rhizome from time to time.  After a long time, there have been many abrasions on the back of the hand.  Between the shelled peanut and the rhizome, there is a thread-like bond, just like the umbilical cord of a fetus.  A skilled person can separate this ribbon from the shelled peanut with a clever twist.  And I, in many cases, twisted the ribbon off the vine.  Therefore, the peanuts I picked with ribbons were not as clean and beautiful as they picked.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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