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As spring passed and autumn came, Mengmeng turned six months old and was able to sit firmly in the sedan. This small sedan chair was specially made for her by Old Man Feng. It used the best wood in the mountains and polished it smooth and shiny. It was also surrounded by a circle of fine vines, which was strong and elastic.
Mengmeng sat obediently with her chubby little body, her big eyes round and bright, like a deer in the mountains. Mrs. Feng softly called "Mengmeng", and she knew she was calling her. , immediately turned his big and clever eyes to look in the direction of the sound, opened his pink and tender mouth, and started babbling.
"You're so smart. It's time for us to eat. Grandma will feed you. Come onopen your mouth." Mrs. Feng scooped up a small spoonful of thick rice soup, with a little bit of crumbled steamed egg on top, and took a small mouthful. A small mouthful was fed into Mengmeng's mouth.
Mengmeng loves to eat very much, and she eats bite after bite with great joy. At this time, the door curtain is lifted, and Brother Rui walks in from the outside with his little hands behind his back. Mrs. Feng saw him as soon as she turned around, and asked without showing any surprise: "Brother Rui, have you eaten?"
"I've eaten it, Grandma Feng. I'll give this flower to my sister." Brother Rui took out a bouquet of gorgeous red flowers from behind and gently placed it next to the cute little sedan.
Mrs. Feng recognized them as wild flowers in the mountains at a glance, and deliberately said with a straight face in disapproval: "Brother Rui, the mountains are too dangerous. Don't go to the mountains to pick flowers next time, do you understand?"
"Yes, my sister likes it." Brother Rui didn't know whether he heard it or not. He stared at Xiao Mengmeng very intently. Suddenly, Xiao Mengmeng opened her two little hands towards him and shouted "Ahhh". After making two noises, Brother Rui suddenly became at a loss.
"Mengmeng wants you to hug her." Mrs. Feng looked at little Mengmeng lovingly, and coaxed her in a sweet voice that made her snore: "Mengmeng, brother Rui is still too young to hold you, grandma Pick you up."
Mrs. Feng took her out of the sedan and placed her on the soft pillow of the small bamboo bed, leaning against her firmly. In this position, she continued to feed her, put away the dishes and chopsticks and said casually: "Brother Rui, you are here to accompany me." Let's play for a while. Grandma will go to the kitchen to wash the dishes and will be back soon." Brother Rui has been to her house many times. Mrs. Feng knows that he likes to look at Mengmeng and is also attentive, so she lets him look at Mengmeng. Very reassuring.
When Mrs. Feng walked away, Brother Rui stood beside Xiaozhu's bed and stretched out a finger to touch the soles of Mengmeng's feet. They were so tender that they seemed likely to break if he was not careful. He did not dare to touch them more. , only touched five small pearl-like toes. Unexpectedly, this action was like turning on a mechanism, causing Mengmeng to suddenly move. She retracted her little feet as if she couldn't bear it, and leaned down on the bed. Her two little hands and feet were slightly retracted, like a small circle. Rolling around like a ball.
"Oh, can our Mengmeng roll?" Mrs. Feng stepped in the door and saw Mengmeng rolling back and forth on the bamboo bed. She was so surprised that she felt like she had found a treasure. They said that only a seven-month-old baby can do this. Go away, her family Mengmeng learned this when she was only six months old. She is indeed much smarter than ordinary dolls.
Mrs. Feng grinned happily, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand and said, "Mengmeng, come over to grandma, come"
Mengmeng cleverly raised her little head and looked at it for a while, then rolled over decisively, her posture as round as she wanted, and she was smiling loudly. When she was about to touch Mrs. Feng's hand, she suddenly twisted her direction. He accurately fell into Brother Rui's arms, which shocked Brother Rui so much that he didn't even dare to move, and his little face turned red.
Mrs. Feng was afraid that Brother Rui wouldn't be able to hold her, so she quickly hugged her granddaughter back, tapped the tip of her nose and said, "Mengmeng, why don't you come to grandma? Let's go away again, okay?"
She put Mengmeng back again and coaxed her with her palms: "Come to grandma, grandma has delicious food." But Mengmeng just looked at her with her big round eyes and smiled, refusing to move at all. For a moment, let Mrs. Feng not be disappointed.
Brother Rui stayed for a while before going back. A few minutes later, other members of the Feng family also came back. Mrs. Feng had prepared food in the main room. There was nothing good. She just ate gruel and ate pickles. At most, she Plus a little pickled crab that couldn't be sold, as big as half an egg, and it was gone in one bite.
But the Feng family ate this little crab with great treasure. They waited until the last bowl of porridge before chewing the crab carefully and swallowing it, as if they were eating some delicacy.
After eating, Feng Yimin discussed with Old Man Feng and said, "Dad, it's been very hot these days. I've seen it in a few days and see if it's going to rain? Should we collect the land as soon as possible? Or we can wait." Because of the rain, this year¡¯s harvest will be ruined.¡±
"What do other people in the village say?" Old Man Feng thinks of the older generation and wants to keep pace with the people in the village.
"Dad, now we are allIt still hurts after bleeding.
Old man Feng was careless. He was in a hurry to harvest the rice. He threw her hand away and said, "Isn't it okay if there are no leeches? Maybe they have crawled into other people's fields."
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Farmers have become more motivated. Mr. Feng is in a hurry to harvest, all for his own family, so why not be more active?
Old man Feng and old lady Feng are both good hands in the fields, and Feng Yimin is even more powerful. The three of them worked together. It took them a whole day from morning to night to finally finish harvesting the ten acres of paddy field at home. The weather was good today. The rice was cut without even needing to be dried in the sun. The rice was threshed in the field on site and hauled back home one by one in bucket trucks.
Su Wan had already brought Mengmeng home to cook. Harvesting grain was a strenuous job, and those who worked had to eat well, otherwise they would not be able to support themselves. Su Wan received instructions early in the morning and steamed a pot full of dry rice. She also specially prepared two small sea fish and two small crabs for each adult. As for the eggs, Mrs. Feng said several times that they were for Mengmeng to eat and no one was allowed to touch them.
Just before the sun set, the last cart of rice was finally brought home, but the Feng family couldn't rest yet. As soon as they finished eating, they hurried to the yard. There was so much rice that they had to remove it quickly, otherwise it would rain. It's all broken.
There is a wooden rice grinder in the yard, which is like a stone mill for grinding tofu. It pours the yellow rice from the top. Old man Feng and his eldest son turn the millstone left and right, and the white rice falls from the bottom. Out.
Mrs. Feng stood aside waiting to collect the rice. She immediately noticed something was wrong, "Hey, stop, stop, stop. Look, why is this rice so big and white?"
Mrs. Feng held a handful of rice in her hands. Each rice was crystal clear, round and full, like a white pearl, which made the Feng family dumbfounded.
"Is this still rice? Why do I think this doesn't look like it?" Old man Feng has been farming all his life. Although their rice fields by the sea are relatively fertile, he has never seen such beautiful rice. This thing doesn't feel like something that should be found in the world. Yes, Old Man Feng pinched one and picked it up to look at it. It was heavy and crystal clear as if it was about to glow. When he smelled it, it seemed to still have a fragrance.
The four adults stood in front of the rice pounding machine and looked at each other. Su Wan was the most educated person in the old Feng family and could not explain why the rice turned out like this.
"Mom, how can we deal with this?" Feng Yimin was a little undecided. When the rice harvested in previous years was pounded out, it was all broken and slightly yellow. It was not at the same level as this year's rice. It was said to be heavenly. Not even underground. But as a party member, he didn't think about the strange power and chaos at all. Instead, he attributed it all to the right time, right place and right people.
Mrs. Feng's eyes flashed brightly, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Grund it quickly, put it away quickly, and no one will know when it's dark. I'm warning you, even the second and third children are not allowed to tell them."
Mrs. Feng has become a mature woman. Over the years, she has seen clearly that this shot will hit the first bird. It would be fine if the whole village had the same harvest as their family. If not, then it is better not to speak out, otherwise Good things can also turn into bad things.
The family looked at each other and understood what the other was thinking at the same time. Without saying anything, they hurriedly took advantage of the night to pound the rice into rice. Sure enough, everything was the same as what they had seen before. It¡¯s all crystal clear and round white rice.
Mrs. Feng collected the rice into the warehouse and closed the warehouse door tightly. Now the question arises. The rice has become like this. What should we do when the public grain is handed over? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com