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In the blink of an eye, the autumn harvest is here, and everyone in the village is busy. Even those who don't usually go to the fields often go to the fields, waiting to take advantage of the good weather to harvest all the crops and dry them out.
So, for several days in a row, everyone focused all their time on harvesting. Every day in Xinhu, Heping'er, like everyone else, gets up early and goes to work in the fields at dusk, leaving the household chores to Dabao and Amao. Even they have a lot of work to do, such as taking out the grain that they collected earlier every morning. It was left in the sun at the door and brought in again in the evening. All food must be dried in order to preserve it better and longer.
In this way, more than half a month passed. It was not until he saw large bags of food piled up at home that Xin Hu looked at the busy Jiang family and Zhu family that he suddenly understood. Dalang and the others have really been away from home for a long time. Several months have passed and there has been no news at all.
Today is a good harvest year, and every household has a good harvest. After dividing the food that should be divided between the two households of tenant farmers, the family still had enough food to eat. Xin Hu breathed a sigh of relief. With the food now available, he could make some delicious food to comfort himself and his family. The Zhu and Jiang families were also very happy when they saw the food that belonged to them.
"After we finish cleaning up what needs to be done in the fields, we will have to help you two build a new house. When you have free time, you can go cut more reeds and come back." Xin Hu told them.
"Okay, okay. The master is interested." The heads of the Jiang family and the Zhu family quickly thanked him.
In this way, they can be considered to have truly settled in Luwei Village. Although they did not have their own land, they could still have their own house, and the food they were given was not small. This made both families determined to live a good life in Luwei Village, and they worked even harder. At the same time, everyone also found time to cut reeds.
Everyone can help them build a house, but they still have to prepare most of the materials themselves. Anyway, these materials are obtained locally, so there is no need to spend money to buy them. Who doesn¡¯t want to build their home stronger, so the two families prepared plenty of materials.
There are actually many young and strong men in the village, and building houses is a job that everyone is familiar with. Therefore, within a few days, two small courtyards with three main houses and three kitchens similar to ours were built. However, their two households are already on the edge of the village. There is a river in front of the house, and there is no open space behind it. Once the house is built, there is not even a vegetable garden around it.
There is really nothing we can do. All the places in the village that can be built for houses are full. Now these two homesteads are close to the fields, and all the land is fertile farmland. Where can we allocate a vegetable plot for them?
When they moved into their new home, the Jiang family and the Zhu family were all smiling and kept thanking the people in the village. Such a good house is not much different from other people in the village, but it is taller, wider and much stronger than the low and small grass shed they built themselves. Because the village no longer allowed casual digging of wasteland into fields, Xinhu, the two masters and others searched the area several times before finding two vegetable gardens for the Jiang and Zhu families and allocated them to them. .
¡°You can dig out these two pieces of land yourself and grow vegetables for your own family next year.¡±
"Is this given to us?" Brother Jiang and Brother Zhu asked in unison.
"Yes. It belongs to you." Xin Hu gave them a definite answer.
The two big men immediately laughed with their mouths crooked. During this period, most of the food the two families ate was provided by other people in the village. The vegetable garden in Luwei Village is very good, and every household has endless vegetables. Today you pick a basket, and tomorrow he picks a basket for the two families. When there was really not enough food, they would dig some wild vegetables to eat. The two families had long wanted to have a vegetable garden, but the village did not say anything, so they did not dare to do it.
Although the two plots of land are not large and are a bit far from their home, they are more than enough for growing vegetables. They immediately began to plan to grow some food for their family next year.
Brother Jiang said: "I have to leave half of it, sow some beans, and plant a few rows of sorghum."
"Me too, I want to grow more red beans. If the vegetables are not enough, I can dig more wild vegetables to eat. If I can harvest a few more liters of grain, it will be serious." Brother Zhu said.
Although the land is only that big, they only plan to add twenty or thirty kilograms of income to their family. Don¡¯t underestimate this little income, it can keep the whole family alive during the lean times.
When everyone started to have some free time, Butler Xie and Uncle Xie started to be so busy that they couldn't see anyone for ten and a half days.
They helped Ding Xi and the others go to various villages to buy grain, but they didn¡¯t buy much. It depends on the size of the village and how much grain each family can harvest. In fact, although it is a bumper harvest year, farmers?
The family read the letter carefully several times, which made Xin Hu put it away solemnly.
Although there are only a few dry sentences, most of the words are to explain to a few small students that they must practice kung fu seriously and study hard. The only mention of her in the letter was a sentence, saying that everything was at ease and asking Xinhu not to worry and to take good care of his family. Even so, Xin Hu was still very happy when he saw the familiar handwriting.
No wonder the poem "The flames of war last for three months, a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold" has become a famous saying that has been passed down through the ages. At this time, Xin Hu truly understood the meaning of this sentence. A thin letter home brought great joy to everyone. Everyone who received it had a heartfelt smile on their face. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com