Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

The next day, the entire Longzhang Village knew about the increase in rations, and the members worked even harder.

For two consecutive days, the rice fields were pushed away one by one, leaving only neat rice stubble.

The fields are full of children with cloth pockets and baskets.

The harvest in the field is collective, but what you get from picking up the ears of rice belongs to the individual.

The clusters of rice ears have been picked up long ago, and now only some scattered grains and incomplete small ears are left.

The unwritten rules in the village belong to the children.

The children are not afraid of the sun. After a whole day, they sweep a large field and can pick up two or three catties of raw grain.

Take it home and dry it, pound rice or feed chickens and ducks, and the family is also happy.

Every day after the rice harvest, the children who could not earn work points got up very early.

With a few leftover sweet potatoes from yesterday in my pocket, I packed my things and rushed to the field.

I'm afraid I'm going late, and the fields that are easy to pick up have been picked up by others.

On the path where weeds and shrubs grew luxuriantly, five or six people walked towards the river, chatting and laughing.

Song Sandou was holding a big bamboo basket in his hand, and five-year-old Song Xiangdong followed behind his buttocks.

The two cousins ​​were sweating profusely from the heat, and there were a few little boys walking with them.

All of them were wearing coarse cloth jackets and shorts, and they were all dirty.

Song Xiangdong's calves were short, and his brothers walked fast, so he could only trot all the way to follow as best he could, with the cloth pocket hanging on his body bouncing.

"Brother Sandou, walk slowly, I can't keep up."

"Oh, I told you not to follow, you insisted. Why are you following me? Can't you pick up rice ears honestly? Then your mother will say that I have spoiled you! I have already said that I am not willing to play with you, tsk, so annoying!"

Song Sandou looked disgusted, and looked back at Song Xiangdong running out of breath, so he had to slow down his steps.

Song Xiangdong pursed his mouth and said nothing, his dark eyes glanced at Song Sandou's bamboo basket, and his short legs strode even harder.

"Hey, Sandou, what are you doing with him? I'll see if your third aunt doesn't scold you to death if you fall and hurt yourself?"

"That's right. Little one, he can't do anything but eat. His mother is not something to mess with. Let's run faster and get rid of him. If he can't catch up, he will go back~"

None of the boys traveling with him were willing to take Song Xiangdong with him.

Song Sandou turned his head to see Song Xiangdong's slumped face, almost crying in disappointment, and rolled his eyes impatiently.

"Run away! If you fall into a pit, you will be fine, and my parents can break my legs!"

There are only a lot of burdens to bring, but it is not troublesome.

If you really get rid of people, if you can't find someone at dinner time or if you lose your limbs, the third aunt will definitely go crazy.

He will really be maimed by his parents.

The Song Sandou brothers are especially sought after by the children in the village, and they always hug each other wherever they go.

One reason is that their grandfather's family conditions are better, and they usually wear more decent clothes than other children.

The second reason is that the children in the village do not have the concept of pocket money at all.

Every penny earned has to be scraped off.

The two brothers are different, even the money for digging herbs before belongs to them.

Song Erdou can pull out three to five yuan from any pocket.

Song Sandou is not as wealthy as his elder brother, but he usually has thirty-five cents in his pocket.

He loves to eat melon seeds and candied beans, he always carries some in his pocket, and he has a generous personality.

If you play well with him, you can share snacks.

After picking up the ears of rice for most of the morning, the boy was very hungry. Together, several people decided to go to the river to get some food for Dada Yaji.

As for Song Sandou, he is definitely a wealthy family among the children. There are small cloth bags, some bottles and cans, and a small fourteen-inch iron pot in the basket.

It was when he was five or six years old and begged his grandfather to take him to the blacksmith's shop to make it, and there was a matching small pot cover and a small shovel.

Very baby.

Other children played house, tiles, leaves, mud.

When it comes to Song Sandou, they are all real guys, so they can really eat.

The children walked fast, and they reached the small river in a short while.

The small river in midsummer is not short of water, and the clear river surface is shimmering with sunlight.

Groups of small fish and shrimps were playing in the water, and a stone was thrown over with a plop, and they fled away in shock.

Weeds grow savagely in the crevices of gravel on the river beach.

The little boys took off their clothes and jumped into the river one by one.

If you don’t want to eat, step aside first, and playing in the water to cool off is the most important thing.

Song Sandou put away his things and told Song Xiangdong while taking off his jacket.

"You look good here, just play by the water, if you dare to come down to play with the water, you will be killed."

The friends in the river yelled from a distance, "Sandou, let's compete and see who can hold their breath for a long time!"

"I'm coming!"

Song Sandou carelessly wiped the sweat off his brow, excitedly ran up a few steps, and plunged into the river.

With a plop, water splashed everywhere.

Soon, laughter and laughter sounded in the middle of the river.

Song Xiangdong squatted on the river beach and looked at them enviously, looking at the messy sandals and straw sandals.

The children in the river were playing, and there were little people squatting on the river beach, carefully arranging their clothes and shoes.

The sun was shining brightly, and Song Xiangdong was so hot that he was sweating all over.

He walked to the shallow water and took off his shoes, and put his little feet in the water. The flowing river was cool, taking away some of the heat.

He looked enviously at his brothers swimming in the shade of the trees in the distance, remembering Song Sandou's advice in his heart.

There are no trees on the river beach here, and it is still hot to wash your feet in the sun.

He took off his little gown, and with a sullen face, he scrubbed the mud on it very earnestly.

After washing it a little bit, I wiped my body with the gown, and when I put it back in the water to rinse, I couldn't hold it steady.

The little gown took off his hand and floated away with the current.

He panicked, afraid of being scolded when he went home, so he ran up to chase him.

The water beside the river is shallow, but the jacket flows down the middle where the water flows faster.

Song Xiangdong was in a hurry, he didn't care about his foot, and stepped on it deeply.

He staggered and fell into the river in an instant, flooding his head.

Unable to swim, he choked on two sips of water in the water, and instinctively kicked around, his small body bobbing and sinking in the river.

He opened his mouth to call someone, but the river poured in, and he couldn't say a word at all.

The little boys in the distance were having fun, and didn't even notice that someone fell into the water here.

Lin Yuzhu and Song Yi went to the mountains early in the morning to choose a place to plant mulberries in the spring next year, and they were heading back after they had chosen.

From a distance, I saw something floating up and down in the river. If I looked carefully, it was a child!

He pulled Song Yi's wrist in shock, "Ah! A child fell into the water! Brother Yi, hurry up!"

She is a landlubber and can't swim, so she is very anxious.

Song Yi immediately turned his head and looked over, his legs reacted faster than his brain, and he immediately picked up his breath and ran wildly.

When I got to the water's edge, I didn't have time to take off my clothes, so I kicked off my shoes and strode towards the middle of the river.

The water level in the middle of the creek reached his waist, which was considered very deep.

There hasn't been any heavy rain in the past few days, and the current is not too fast.

He picked up the child like a chick, and the moment he got out of the water, he knew it was his nephew.

The child has lost consciousness, and his belly is bulging.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly picked up the child and walked to the shore.

Lin Yuzhu ran fast, and rushed to Song Yi's side to take a look. She was so frightened that she almost flew out of her mind, "How about Xiangdong! Are you still breathing?!"