Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 122, Sucking Too Much

Harvesting grain is a boring job, getting up early and going to bed late, everyone is busy there tirelessly.

But this is related to the rations for the whole winter, and it will not work if you don't do it.

Yang Xiaole mixed in with the crowd and worked there.

"Hey, Xiao Le, when are you going to the city?"

It was rare for Yang Xiaohu to be in a better mood, so he didn't come over to scold him, instead he asked him with a smile.

How could Yang Xiaole talk to him.

You'll be fine if you don't smoke.

Seeing that he didn't speak, he was lying on the corn stalks, with his hands under his head, and a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

There he said with a smile: "We estimate that we will be able to enter the city before the end of the month. From now on, we will all be urban residents. What do you think is a good job in the city? It is best to enter the work unit."

Yang Xiaole glanced at him with a sneer.

I haven't graduated from primary school yet, and I still have a rural registered permanent residence, so I want to join a work unit.

Rural people are envious of those who have jobs, and workers are in awe.

On the other hand, people in the city are envious of entering the work unit, the benefits are good, and they have been working for a long time, and there is a possibility of becoming a cadre.

Positioning standards are different.

But after thinking about it, if the other party is shameless, it is really possible to find him a good job!

It depends on the opponent's ability.

Yang Xiaohu seemed to be talking to him there, but it was actually his mother showing off that they were going to leave soon.

But Yang Xiaole has no news for the time being.

How could such a good opportunity be missed!

And hearing that his third uncle could not go to the city for the time being, made him happy for a while.

Looking at his face, Yang Xiaole wanted to stuff a corn hammer into his mouth.

Laugh!

Let's see how long you can laugh!
Seeing people ignoring him, Yang Xiaohu also felt bored, so he lay there and fell asleep.

Thinking of something, he peeled a candy and put it in his mouth.

Baji baji eating there.

As if afraid that others would not see it.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole hurriedly moved the bench forward, it was too fucking embarrassing.

Dim lights shone all around.

At this time, Wang Qingsong, who just came back, saw the other party coming, and hurriedly urged: "Xiaohu, go to work in the field, don't you want to lose your work points?"

"I'm going to the city, why do I need work points?"

Xiaohu said it nonchalantly, then thought of something and hurriedly stood up.

Wang Qingsong thought he was going to work!
Unexpectedly, the other party patted his ass and left directly, still muttering in his mouth: "Why are you sleeping here, how comfortable it is to sleep at home!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the distance.

Yang Xiaole looked at the back of the other party leaving, and felt that his life was not as good as a bum.

How about being a bum yourself?
After thinking about it, he shook his head.

As a five-hearted young man, how can I be a bum!

Then he looked at Wang Qingsong who was walking towards the distance, with suspicion in his eyes, what kind of identity is this guy?
As for reporting this guy, he didn't have the time to spare.

The main reason is that this guy has never caused trouble in the village all these years, and he is polite to everyone he sees.

Maybe his identity is the same as he guessed.

But what if he has changed his mind and become a good person!
Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to stab yourself?

In his opinion, there are good people everywhere, and there are bad people everywhere, so you can't just beat each other to death with a stick.

Yang Guangzhi didn't come over, he was sleeping at home!
Because he was required to patrol at night, he was already a member of the militia, but he was only transferred to pull coal mines.

When it was time to call it a day, everyone went back.

At this time, Yang Guangzhi came with another militiaman.

Here are the people who patrol together at night.

Yang Xiaole looked at the other party and asked him: "Father, is this okay?"

"It's okay, just a few days, and the replacement will be made tomorrow."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole nodded slightly.

Qiushou couldn't sleep for long, so he didn't care about it.

He said hello and left with the team.

Back home at night, Xizi ran back again: "Brother, I'm afraid! I want to sleep with you!"

Yang Xiaole rolled her eyes.

Lie on the bed and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, when people woke up at 4 o'clock, Yang Xiaole didn't go, but hid in the bed and continued to sleep.

Only slept for about five hours.

Too sleepy.

It's not just him, the children are basically stuck at home and can't get up. Children are children after all.

It's okay to join in the fun two days ago, who wants to get up if they don't sleep enough.

The adults didn't urge anything when they saw this.

After continuing to sleep until dawn, most of the children woke up, and there were also Gu's children who went to work with their parents in the morning.

Going to work in the corn in the morning, Yang Xiaole was not going to sleep when he came back at noon, and went to practice martial arts in the space.

The same continued in the afternoon, and it was not so late at night.

Ten days in a row passed.

Everyone in Yang Xiaole will go to school the day after tomorrow.

Moreover, Yang Guangping's family has already made arrangements for tomorrow, and today the family left Zhuangzi happily early in the morning.

The things at home were naturally left to Zhao Jinhua and Yang Guangan's family.

After half a month, most of the grain in the field has been harvested, and it is estimated that it will be harvested in about five or six days.

Yang Xiaole calculated, Qiu Zhong must be too late.

Without a man to help, it will be too late.

After all, the harvested grain has to be threshed, not to say that it is over when it is collected, and this year is still a bumper harvest year.

What's more, there is still physical work, that is, digging the ground.

As the saying goes: the white dew is early, the cold dew is late, and the autumn equinox is the right time for planting wheat.

There will be cold dew in ten days or so, so we will replant after the time has passed. When it is frosty, it will be difficult for the weak wheat seedlings to survive.

After all, there is no thin-film technology now.

It's okay to be a little late, but it's okay to be too late.

This afternoon, Yang Xiaole and Xizi tidied up and prepared to go to the city tomorrow to visit their old lady Wang Qiuju.

By the way, let's see when my proof will be available.

I have to go to school the day after tomorrow!
Because there is still the [-]th celebration!
No matter how busy this is, the school has to pass it, and then I have a three-day vacation. Generally speaking, it is quite leisurely.

Yang Xiaole sent Xizi to play, and he went out and quietly entered the space.

In the past half a month, I have to use it myself, and my father also needs to use it. Those particles have been almost consumed by him.

At this time, he came to the space, ready to try his strength growth.

There are a few broken bricks next to a big green brick, which is what he used for experiments these days, because there is no weight.

80 pounds.

Gently lifted the slate and got the latest result.

Yang Xiaole frowned. It was 48 catties before, but now it is 80 catties, which means it has only increased by about 32 catties.

This effect is not very satisfying.

And the effect of training is gradually weakening.

This made him wonder for a while, did he develop resistance?Or is it that my body has not developed well, limiting the upper limit?
After thinking about it, I felt that I was still too eager.

I gained 32 catties in half a month, which is already scary.

Although there is a downward trend.

The main thing is to compare, those 12-year-old female weightlifters in the previous life could snatch and lift a barbell weighing more than 120 kilograms.

It seems that there is still a long way to go!

Strive to be able to enter the 120-jin threshold before the end of the year.

You can't be worse than ordinary people!

Yang Xiaole can only blame this space, he sucked himself too much before, causing his body to be empty.

But this strength is already on par with ordinary fifteen or sixteen year olds.

Of course, like his big brother doesn't count.

Throwing the slate aside, looking at the things in the space.

The grain was just harvested a few days ago, and it is still in the state of seedlings.

There is not much food.

But there were too many animals.

There are now hundreds of rabbits, crowded together in a mess, looking very uncomfortable.

And those chickens too.

After all, the place is that big.

而猪圈里的32头猪，其中17头都是300多斤的大肥猪，还有15头昨晚刚刚下崽的15头小崽子。

As for the two breeding pigs, they already weighed more than 500 catties. After all, it has been a month and a half.

Damn, there is no place for this pig!

The hut is that big.

In the end, he could only leave the space with a headache, waiting for the day to deal with the 15 second-generation pigs.

After coming out, walk towards the house.

As soon as he came out, he saw Xizi coming out with a rice bowl.

Seeing him coming, Xizi hurriedly said, "Brother, the bell is ringing, and it's time to eat."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole didn't go back, and went directly to the cafeteria.

When I came to the place, I heard people complaining there: "Captain, why are there still sweet potatoes! Isn't this food coming down? Let's get some food first!"

"That's right! Just buckle it from the inside when the time comes."

……

Yang Qingwen felt a headache when he heard this.

In the past, the rule was that when the grain was harvested, it could be paid in advance, and then deducted from it at the time of settlement.

but……

The current situation is special.

Then he smiled and comforted him: "Hey, don't worry! They said that this food has to be sent to the commune, and then we will pay it back together, and then we can eat whatever we want, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it."

The others hesitated when they heard this.

During this time, the captain has been reading to them the harvest situation in various places.

I feel that what the captain said should be right, can newspapers still fool people?

Then he put his heart in his stomach again.

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Yang Qingwen announced something with a smile: "Well, the grain should be harvested as soon as possible, and the work of harvesting sweet potatoes will be suspended first. The corn and millet will be harvested before the end of the month, and then everyone will invest in In refining things, we must actively cooperate with the commune to complete the task."

"Ah, what about the sweet potatoes in the field?"

Some people think that there are so many sweet potatoes in the field, these are their staple food, so why not eat them for free!

Hearing someone's question, someone next to him said cheerfully: "Si Gouzi, the captain has already said that the millet and corn can't be eaten up. Who will eat sweet potatoes! When the sweet potatoes and corn are fed to pigs, we will eat rice. Next year In the coming year, let's eat white flour steamed buns."

"That's right, why can't you understand the words!"

"Yeah, Si Gouzi, you want to eat it, you eat it yourself, we eat white flour steamed buns."

Suddenly there was a sound of playfulness next to him.

(End of this chapter)