The road from the field to Zhu¡¯s house is uphill, and pushcarts are moving forward at night.
Zhu Xingde was at the front pushing the cart shirtless. He only worked half a night in the afternoon. His back was tanned and the veins in his arms were exposed due to exertion.
The two pillars followed closely behind, sweat pouring out one after another, as if the whole person was fished out of the water.
You don¡¯t have to be close, you can smell Erzhu¡¯s thick sweat smell from far away.
Yang Manshan exposed his back with ferocious hunting scars. He had a wheat complexion, and with the dense layer of sweat beads, it was as if a layer of oil had been applied to the outline of his back.
Liuzi was pushing a cart full of corns. The wheels of the cart sank into the mud and went uphill. He was grinning and trying with all his strength to push the cart out of the mud.
After seeing it, Dawang and Erwang hurriedly put down most of the basket of corn they were carrying.
The two young boys ran to Liu Zi, one on the left and one on the right, and gritted their teeth together to push the cart.
After a while, the other half-year-old children of the Zhu family came running.
Dawang, as the eldest brother, also knows how to give directions, "No need to help push the cart. You two can divide the corn in my basket and carry it back."
Erwang then added: "Don't forget to take the basket."
At the end of the team is Old Man Zuo.
Old man Zuo was carrying a huge burden, pretending to be the best on both sides.
He was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and there were already bloody marks on his shoulders and ribs.
As the left-hander trudged forward, his mouth was dry from exhaustion, and he mumbled to himself:
"Look at what fate I have. My family has obviously bought a mule cart and spent so much money. I think I don't have to bear the burden of burdens. But, instead of being tired at home, I have to go to Lao Zhu's house to be tired."
Even in the Luo family, I have never been so tired.
The Luo family doesn't care what they have. The location of the crops is not bad. Not only the harvested rice is dried by the natural wind, but the Luo family is not uphill, or even a little downhill. At that time, there were The mule pulls back to transport the foot.
¡°As for my eldest uncle¡¯s family, I won¡¯t mention the difficulty and exhaustion of harvesting, but only the transportation aspect.
You have to carry the corn from the fields to the ground, and then from the ground to the road where you can push the cart. Then this is just the beginning.
That long uphill road makes you feel hopeless at first glance. It¡¯s almost entirely dependent on human power. My eldest uncle¡¯s home is at the other end of the village, farthest from the crop fields.
Old man Zuo¡¯s shoulders ached just thinking about it.
Thought:
That¡¯s it, there are no plans to ship all the corn home just yet.
I want to take advantage of the sunny weather and leave part of the corn in the ground to let the natural wind dry.
A small part is transported home first and put in the yard to dry, otherwise it may not be finished before the heavy rain comes.
¡°Look, he¡¯s so exhausted after just pushing back this small part. It only took him half a day and half a night. He¡¯s a little bit unable to hold on.
You can imagine how exhausted you will be on the day you have to transport all the food home when the heavy rain really comes and it rains for several days.
There are still sorghum and millet that have not been harvested. This is not because the sorghum and millet are easy to dry. The grains are small, so the corn can be harvested first.
The left-handed man cursed secretly again: "What the hell, one brain is broken, and there are still several others to catch up with. When we get there, after seeing the doctor, as long as the doctor says that he is still alive, he will hurry up and come back with a few people."
Coming back to help his uncle carry corn poles is considered a person.
This is good, as it will tire his uncles to death.
Even his youngest son-in-law became a filial son and grandson when he came to Lao Zhu's house.
¡°That kid has never served his father, mother, or father-in-law since he was a child, so he came to Old Zhu¡¯s house to pee his shit.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? When Old Man Zuo carried a load into the Zhu Family Courtyard, he heard Xiaodao step forward and ask: "Dad, are you tired?"
The left-handed man took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face, and immediately said with a smile: "I'm not tired. What kind of work is this? I've long been used to it. After decades of doing it, I can't be more tired."
"Where is my mother."
"Your mother and your sister are cutting crops in the fields. From time to time, they can take a break and drink some water. They are not tired, so don't worry about it."
Old man Zuo turned around with the burden and took just two steps. He stopped again and asked the eldest daughter: "What time is it now? Why don't you go to bed? The doctor asked you to rest and go quickly."
How could Xiaodao sleep? Zhu Xingde was also sleeping with her just now.
But everyone at home is busy, and she has to be close to her to sleep carelessly.
Xiaodao and her father lied and explained that before they got up, Li and Sun went back and forth to pick up the car and move the basket to dry.
Yes, although Mrs. Sun was embarrassed to show up while eating, when she heard the busy work outside, she didn't want to work to her death and hurried out to work silently.
¡°She¡¯s afraid that if she keeps pretending to be dead in the house and doesn¡¯t reach out to her, if her man turns around and finds out, he will be even more alienated from her, and her mother-in-law will be even more intolerant of her.
?????????????????????? Work more, perform better, and wait until the man comes back, can you still have an explanation, it is best to overwork yourself, maybe
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? So Sun was not lazy at all in his work this time, and he was not idle at all. She even grabs whatever Xiaodao takes. Even if he didn't feel embarrassed to talk to Xiaodao, the meaning was obvious: don't do it, I'll do it.
Mrs. Sun and her third younger sister, Mrs. Li, didn¡¯t speak either.
"That's not a hit, go back and lie down."
Xiaodao smiled and said, "Dad, after doing so much work, I guess you guys have been hungry for a long time. I'll go to bed after I've cooked the porridge and the corn."
Old man Zuo left with peace of mind.
The Zhu family worked hard until they were young and then stopped.
The younger children had already fallen asleep on the kang in rows.
Even half-grown men like Dawang and Erwang were so tired that they lay on the kang with corns in their arms to eat. After eating only half of the food, they fell asleep holding the corns in their arms.
Zhu Xingde went to the kang without washing his feet or face. Xiaodao endured the strange smell in the room.
Before, she pretended to be asleep to prevent Zhu Xingde from mumbling to her again.
When he heard Zhu Xingde snoring, Xiaodao got up and wiped Zhu Xingde's face and feet with the washed handkerchief.
Zhu Xingde didn¡¯t react at all while sleeping.
??Lefty, Magnolia, Wheat, and Luo Junxi live in the same house.
Because there is Luo Junxi in this room who is not too tired, the scene in this room is different from other rooms where he falls asleep with pillows on his face.
"I'll rub your arm."
The wheat grinned, she hurt, and kept dodging: "No, Junxi, you go to sleep quickly." Knowing is kindness, but it is better not to rub, the more painful rubbing.
Zuozuo and Bai Yulan pretended to have met Zhou Gong, but they didn't dare to breathe.
The left-hander¡¯s throat felt itchy and he wanted to cough but held it back.
Before dawn, the six sons came out of Zhu Xingchang's house. He stayed here last night.
As Liu Zi walked out, he thought to himself: I wonder if I can remember what I just told Erzhu Er and don¡¯t look back. Brother De thought he had lost it. Looking at Zhuzhu sleeping like a sleeping child, it seems unreliable.
Liu Zi is very much like the people who get up early to deliver newspapers in modern society.
No matter which village he passes by, he will go in and walk around, and go to every house he finds close to tell him: "The land has been taken over, the land has been taken over."
He ran to Erzhuzi¡¯s house, and without talking to Erzhuzi¡¯s uncles, he directly went to Zhuzhuzi and told him about the land resumption, and told Erzhuzi where the people were working, so that the old man could rest assured.
?? Master Zhuzi immediately said, "Don't worry, baby, I will collect some dry food soon. Zhuzhu will follow you, so I can rest assured."
Liuzi came out of Erzhuzi's house and took a long detour to Wang Laizi's village. After hearing all the lively things, he returned to Xinglin Village.
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Early in the morning, Zhu Xingde asked Erzhu: "Where is Liuzi?"
Erzhuzi said: "I don't know." He touched his chin again.
Huh? Did he forget something?
Zhu Xingde could guess what the Sixth Son must have given him before he left, just by looking at the appearance of Erzhuzi, but this brat didn't have a good brain and didn't remember it.
So I didn¡¯t take it seriously.
When Zhu Xingde led everyone back into another day of work, a large group of young men suddenly came to the edge of the crop field.
The villagers of Xinglin Village were startled again, thinking that there was going to be another group fight.
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Then the villagers heard this early morning that twenty young men, led by Liuzi, shouted:
"Brother De, why are you such a heretic? Why don't you say anything when you are working?"
As they spoke, the young men rushed to Zhu¡¯s land with their sickles in hand, just like dumplings: ¡°Brother De, we are here!¡± (Remember this site¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com