Big businessman and little fisherman

Chapter 142

It was originally scheduled to start on the tenth day of the lunar new year, but Lu Quan finally waited two days longer.

On the early morning of August [-]th, when Dongfang was just turning white, Qiu got up and boiled a big pot of corn noodle porridge.

I picked up the marinated pickles, chopped them, and dripped a few drops of sesame oil, it was a side dish.

The pancakes were made on the kang last night, one piece at a time, they are all solid three-in-one noodles pancakes, and most of them are filled with bamboo baskets.

In the morning, all the seven families who could come to work came. One of them served a bowl of corn porridge, picked some pickles, took a pancake, and squatted in the yard to drink the porridge.

The food prepared by the Lu family was quite large, and everyone had a full meal, and went to the field with tools to harvest.

Collecting an extra mu of land means paying tens of pennies more, and no one would dislike less money.

Before the Qiu family had gone to the fields, Aunt Ding stopped at the gate of Lu's courtyard with her four sons and a daughter-in-law in a bullock cart.

In the Ding family, except for the grandchildren, only uncle Ding and sister-in-law Ding were left to watch the meat case, sister-in-law Ding looked after the braised meat stall, and third sister-in-law Ding took care of a few children at home, and everyone else who could come came.

"Sister-in-law." Qiu said with a look of bewilderment, "Why are you here?"

Didn't it mean that Xiao Wu's three older brothers came here?
"My second daughter-in-law and I will cook for your family." Aunt Ding jumped out of the bullock cart boldly, "I brought you all the meat and vegetables, you just have to go to the field and leave it to me at home."

"How can this be good." Mr. Qiu has never met such an enthusiastic person in his life, so he could only call everyone to come in and sit down, "Come in and sit down, you haven't eaten yet, I'll bring you porridge and pancakes."

Aunt Ding hurriedly stopped her: "Don't be too busy, they've all been eaten, you take them to the field, and leave it to me at home."

As he spoke, he pointed to the ox cart behind him: "This ox cart belongs to my fourth brother's family. Their rice harvest will be a few days later, so I will borrow it for a few days. Send it."

"Look at this..." Qiu really didn't know what to do this time.

"Okay, hurry up and do your work, she is not an outsider, Mrs. Ding." Grandma Chen took a step forward, patted Mrs. Qiu, then looked at Mrs. Ding and her sons with a smile, and kept praising her, "Look at these sons in your family. They are strong and well-raised. They are all children who can work hard."

"That's right." Aunt Ding was not modest, and cheerfully picked up the vegetable basket from the ox cart, "To tell you the truth, these boys in my family are capable and can eat, and then the rice will be steamed more. Prepare more pancakes, too."

"It's good to eat!" Grandma Chen smiled.

The elderly like children who can eat, and they think that only those who can eat can work.

The Ding family's sons all seem to be able to work.The baskets carried by Mrs. Ding and her second daughter-in-law were even more heavily filled with vegetables and meat.

It can be seen that the Ding family's coming to the Lu family to help is sincere.

The Qiu family had no choice but to give Xiaoqing a few words, and hurriedly led the Ding family's sons to the field in a bullock cart.

At home, it was originally agreed that Grandma Chen would cook the pot, Xiaoqing would cook, and Yaoyao and Xiaoyu would help wash the dishes and chopsticks.

With the help of Aunt Ding and Sister-in-law Ding, Lu Xiaoyu and Chen Yaoyao didn't have to stay at home, and each carried a basket and went to the field to glean rice ears.

When Lu Xiaosi and Xiaowu got up, there were not many people in the yard.

The adults all went to the field to collect rice, and the children were not idle, so they went to the field to pick rice ears.

Regardless of their small size, the small ones are picking up rice ears, and the big ones are pulling straw ropes, but they are not idle at all.

Aunt Ding saw Xiaosi and Xiaowu rubbing their eyes and going out, a smile bloomed on her face: "Xiaosi, come and eat quickly, the big meat buns brought by auntie from the town for your brothers are still warm."

Unwrapping the oiled paper wrapped, four warm big meat buns, fragrant.

Lu Yange is okay, but Lu Xiaowu is so young, he couldn't hold back, and his saliva dripped down.

After the two finished washing, one squatted in the yard holding a big meat bun, and Grandma Chen brought them a bowl of sticky white rice porridge and put it on the table beside them.

"This porridge, your mother stewed it for you in the crock pot when she made the porridge early in the morning."

The Lu family loves their children, and even more so Lu Xiaosi, there is nothing wrong with these things in Grandma Chen's eyes.

Xiaosi and Xiaowu ate meat buns and rice porridge, Xiaoqing, Xiaocarp and Xiaoyu, including Lu Quan and his wife, drank corn noodle porridge and ate Sanhe noodles, as if there was nothing wrong with them.

Even Aunt Ding and Ersao Ding didn't seem to think something was wrong.

What can Lu Yange do, she can only accompany Lu Xiaowu to eat meat buns and rice porridge, and then do her best to make her family's life better.

Xiaoqing was at the side drawing well water to wash the dishes in the morning. Seeing that Xiao Si had finished drinking the porridge, she hurriedly took the bowls and chopsticks and said, "Don't run around when you are full. Just stay at home and watch Xiao Wu. Mother said, Ask me to watch over you and not allow you and Xiao Wu to go to the field."

This order was issued by the Qiu family last night. Anyone in the family can go to help in the field, except Xiaosi and Xiaowu.

Xiaowu couldn't go because Xiaowu was too young to walk safely and needed someone to look after him.

Lu Xiaosi was not allowed to go, because Qiu Shi didn't want her to go to the field.

Thousands of reminders and ten thousand instructions, Lu Xiaoqing must be optimistic about Xiaosi, even Lu Xiaoli and Lu Xiaoyu who went to the ground were told once.

Lu Yange wanted to resist, but she felt that she couldn't harvest, so she could go to the ground to pick up rice ears or something.

But Qiu and Lu Quan disagreed, and Lu Xiaosi couldn't do anything about it, so he could only do his best to accompany Lu Xiaowu around the yard.

Lu Yange really wanted to use his ingenuity to make a certain farm tool to ease the labor of his parents.

For example, those that can be harvested, or those that can be threshed.

But she is just a mortal, and she can't go beyond reality to make those huge and scary machines.

She thought about using handwork instead, but unfortunately, she racked her brains and couldn't figure out what kind of farm tool she could make instead of handwork.

Probably, it would be more reasonable to come in a dream!

Autumn harvest is the busiest season. Harvesting rice, going to the field to dry, threshing and drying, packing into warehouses, everything is inseparable from people.

Every grain of food is paid for by hard work and sweat.

The Lu family has a lot of land, but fortunately they are all together, forming a large area.

The family bought another mule and built a frame, and the Ding family sent four boys to help with the ox cart. After one day, the originally empty threshing ground was already full of rice.

The young and strong are harvesting in the field. Some women harvest with sickles, some send the bundled rice to the ox cart and mule cart, and some weaker ones are carefully drying in the threshing ground. Freshly harvested rice stalks.

When the rice handles are brittle by the sun, you can pull the old cow and drag the stone rollers to grind them round and round. When the rice grains on the ears of rice fall off, you can use a wooden fork to crush the lost rice grains. The straw was picked apart and piled aside.

There are no rice grains on the straw, and it can be dried anywhere, on the field ridge, on the weeds, and beside the roadside soil slope.

When the rice grains enter the warehouse, the straw is also piled into haystacks, which are used to light the fire and feed the cattle.

(End of this chapter)