farming female castellan

Chapter 151 The Eve of the Great War
Chen Fan looked at them and said, "Everyone has worked hard these days, and the rice in the fields is growing well."

The villagers smiled shyly.

"Tomorrow we will start harvesting rice, and everyone will take care of the family affairs. Children who are too young to work, and elderly people who cannot move will be sent to Youyi Village for unified care. The lunch at noon will be taken to the field. Then go home and cook for dinner. Do you know why you did this?" Chen Fan asked them.

The villagers looked at each other and fell silent.

A man named Suolin said, "Will someone really come to grab food?"

Chen Fan smiled: "Do you think those people are not greedy?"

Suo Lin shook his head.

Another villager named Youcai said: "There are too many people who are greedy. In our village, there are always people going around there. Two days ago, someone tried to harvest rice secretly, but he was caught and beaten. The nursing home in another village is really strange, so black people can find it."

Suo Lin looked at him suspiciously: "Why haven't those country gentry sent someone to snatch it?"

Youcai's brain turned quickly: "They want to recruit more people. If there are fewer people, they will be easily arrested, but if there are too many people, the nurses will not be able to take care of them. Besides, they have to wait for the rice to grow well. When we have cut the rice, they will come to grab it, saving them the trouble of cutting the rice.”

Several villagers shrank their necks.

"We will make arrangements for the nursing home. Tomorrow, you just cut the rice and prepare a few more strips of cloth. Each family has a different color. The cut rice will be put into our warehouse first, and then it will be taken out for threshing." Chen Fan said.

The villagers rolled their eyes and thought for a while, then acquiesced.

"Today, you all arrange the things at home, and you will start harvesting rice tomorrow morning. No matter what happens, remember to follow the arrangement. Can you do it?"

The villagers nodded together.

Chen Fan and Chu Sheng walked out of the village, and villagers looked at them from time to time on the road.

"The fields of those households are all in the outermost row, which is very convenient near the village. Each family has five or ten acres." Chu Sheng said.

Chen Fan understood: "When these few acres of rice are harvested, they may be more generous, or they may be more troublesome."

Chu Sheng smiled: "Isn't that right, I don't know how many people are staring at the harvested rice."

Chen Fan nodded: "Do you think someone will come tonight?"

"There should be, right? There will always be someone who can't hold back and strikes first."

"Is it all arranged?"

"Girl, don't worry, you'll be ready."

"How should those little dolls be arranged?"

Chu Sheng laughed: "The girl is only 12 years old, and she is still a child. She always calls them children, or little dolls."

Chen Fan also laughed: "The eight-year-old patriarch is also the patriarch, taking on the role of an adult, let alone twelve or thirteen years old."

At night, Liu Huaijin sat under the lamp and read a book.Chen Zhongyan asked him: "Do you think someone will come to grab food tonight?"

Huai Jin was taken aback: "Someone wants to grab food? Why?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt something was wrong.

"Can you see clearly when you cut the rice at night?" He asked again.

No one else answered his question.

"Why don't you analyze the current situation." Chen Zhongyan automatically took over Zhang Ci's guidance.

Huai Jin thought for a while and said, "This piece of rice obviously grows better than other places, and it will be coveted. If someone comes to cut the rice at night, they can strengthen their patrols at night. Shall we also participate in patrols?"

Chen Zhongyan nodded: "Yes. Probably starting tomorrow, we will also be assigned to patrol missions."

"I will definitely patrol well." Liu Huaijin's attitude was quite good.

"Yes. Continue to talk." The old god Chen Zhongyan was there.

"The villagers will start harvesting the rice the day after tomorrow, will someone come to grab the grain?" Huai Jin tried to say something.

"Yeah. Go ahead."

"We drive people away with sticks?"

"Speak more." Chen Zhongyan was not satisfied with this toothpaste-squeezing way of talking.

"If there are a lot of people coming from them, we need to invest a lot of manpower. What if we don't have enough manpower? The manpower of each plot should be well arranged..." Huai Jin really said a lot.

"The arrangement is more thoughtful. But you said so much without seeing blood." Chen Zhongyan pointed out bluntly, "You think too gently."

Liu Huaijin was stunned.

Liu Chenfeng glanced at him and sighed inwardly.

"Go to bed early on the eve of the battle, physical strength is very important." Chen Zhongyan said.

Huai Jin hesitated: "I still have some books I want to read."

"Master Liu didn't ask you to come here. He definitely didn't ask you to read books. He asked you to fight. If you win the fights these days, your thinking in writing articles will be broadened again." Chen Zhongyan said.

Huai Jin was stunned for a while, then said: "So, father asked Brother Twelve to bring a lot of people?"

Chen Zhongyan only replied "sleep".

Huai Jin hesitated for a moment, packed up and went to sleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, a few sharp whistles sounded, waking the children up from their sleep.

Soon, a fire lit up outside the window, and the chaotic footsteps became louder and louder.

Huai Jin sat up at once.

"Don't get up. Continue to sleep." Chen Zhongyan said a few words.

"Is it all right outside?" Huai Jin asked.

"It doesn't matter. No matter what happens at night, we children don't go out. If there is something during the day, we must go all out." Chen Zhongyan said.

Liu Huaijin couldn't fall asleep, and sat on the bed covering the quilt.

"Are you all awake?" Huai Jin asked tentatively.

"Wake up." Several voices answered him.

"Brother fifteen can't sleep?" Liu Dingkang asked.

Huai Jin hummed.

"Let's recite the poem that the eldest sister read." Liu Dingkang said, and began to recite "Twilight River Song": a setting sun spreads in the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

"Today happens to be the third day of September." Liu Chenfeng followed.

"When did Sister Chen read this poem?" Huai Jin had no memory.

"I read it to sister Chu Sheng just before the sun went down. The girls knew how to recite it, so I read it to us. You went back to your room at that time."

"I also looked at the blades of grass and the moon at night, but I didn't see any dew." Chen Zhongliang said.

"The dew may come later." Huai Jin said.

He asked Liu Dingkang to read the poem again, and after reading it himself, he still asked about the rice fields, because there was no sound outside the window.

"Those people probably cut a lot of rice." Chen Zhongzhu said.

"Will they transport the rice away? Can they stop it?" Huai Jin was a little worried.

"You can see it when it's dawn. Continue to sleep." Chen Zhongyan told him to sleep again.

But Huai Jin couldn't sleep, the light outside the house was on again, and the noisy footsteps kept ringing...

(End of this chapter)