You are on the way to rebirth

Chapter 11 Wheat Harvest
In the previous life, Wang Lirong still knew about Jiang Hongjing and Qin Shuhao. She wrote a long letter to her daughter and put it in her textbook.That letter made Jiang Hongjing so ashamed that he didn't dare to speak after seeing his mother for a long time.

She felt that the most unworthy person in her previous life was her mother. She placed so much hope on her, but she gave the heaviest blow.

This phone call made Jiang Hongjing feel very upset for several days. They were obviously people who had been reluctant to think of them for decades. It was really painful to think about them again, but fortunately there will be no intersection in the future, she comforted herself like this.

After a few days, the price of onions was so cheap that no one wanted them, and the processing factory stopped accepting them.

Since ancient times, the worst people have been the farmers, who endure hardships and burdens. After a year of hope, the weather will be smooth and the harvest will be good, but the price of grain will drop.If there is a natural or man-made disaster, not to mention that there will be no harvest, and seeds will be planted, artificially, which really corresponds to the poem: Plant a grain of millet in spring, and harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn.There is no idle land in the world, and the peasants still starve to death.

The weather quickly warmed up.

Every household in the countryside does not have a vegetable patch, so they can eat vegetables for ten to 20 days if they sprinkle a handful of seeds.

The business of consignment food delivery in the village has declined a lot. Jiang Hongjing and his parents decided to stop the consignment delivery, only for restaurants.The vegetables in summer are cheap, and you can't earn much by delivering them, but after all, your income is still higher than before.

In a blink of an eye, the wheat harvest came, and both Hongying and Hongzhi were on wheat harvest leave. Although it was only two weeks, they were able to more or less cook at home, help pick wheat ears and so on.

No matter where a farmer is, what he cares about is the crops in one place.At this time, the male laborers who worked outside came back.Xiaojiang Village suddenly became lively.

The wheat of Jiang Hongjing's family is harvested together with that of his grandparents.

A few years ago, the second uncle came to the house to help cut the wheat, but now he doesn't come.

As soon as it was daylight, Jiang Hongjing got up with his parents, put on long trousers and a long coat, and took a sharpened sickle, and hurriedly cut while it was still cool.

There are already many people working in the fields. There are large golden wheat fields, several people cut them side by side, and behind them the wheat grows in rows. There is no large integrated harvester for wheat harvesting in the North China Plain at this time of year. That kind of small harvester, but few people are willing to spend money, they are all harvested manually.After harvesting, it will be transported to the threshing field, and it will be beaten out little by little with a wheat threshing machine, and then it will be dried on the yard, and it will not be at ease until it enters the granary.

At this time, Jiang Hongjing's family stopped cooking and went to grandma's to eat.

During the wheat harvest season, every household rushes to harvest wheat, which is not like corn on the cob.Corn cobs with their skins on them cannot be peeled off for a month.Wheat must be dried after threshing, otherwise it will become moldy if it is not dried.More than half a year of hope is gone.

Grain is the life of the farmer, and the sky of the farmer.

Despite the hard work, as long as the food can be harvested in time and the grains returned to the warehouse, people will be satisfied, and the hard work and busyness of more than half a year has finally paid off.

Although Jiang Hongying and Jiang Hongzhi were on vacation, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother would not let them go to work in the fields.Generally, they follow the adults in the field, do some work when they want to do it, and rest when they don't want to do it.

After staying at home for so long, Jiang Hongjing has gained a lot of strength to work. Although the harvesting of wheat is slow, he can still persevere.When the thorns on the wheat ears pricked her wrists, she became allergic, red, swollen and itchy. This is wheat poisoning, but it will be cured soon.

After June, she will go to learn sewing, and her younger brother and sister will have to pay a tuition fee when they start school after the summer vacation.Although they have earned some money by delivering vegetables in the past two months, the tuition fees for the three of their sisters are still quite poor. Last night, very late last night, she heard her mother say to her father: "This year's harvest is very good. The acquaintances are sold, so I can make more money. Hongjing goes to school in Jiangbei City, so I can bring her a lot."

Jiang Qingliang said: "It's still expensive after autumn, and now you can't sell much more even if you find someone."

Wang Lirong sighed, and said again: "Isn't it because our family is in a hurry to spend money?" After a while of silence, he said: "It will be fine in autumn, and we will not have to worry about money when the vegetables are delivered in autumn."

Sitting in the shadow of the wheat on the ridge of the field, Jiang Hongjing scratched the ground with a sickle and sighed slightly. After all, it was all about money.

"Big sister, big sister, eat a piece of ice cream." Jiang Hongying ran over with a convenience bag.

"Be careful, don't prick your feet." Jiang Hongjing stood up and shouted.

Jiang Hongying ran over with a smile, "There is a kid selling ice cream, I'll give you a piece, and I'll deliver it to my parents."

"How much did you buy?" Jiang Hongjing tore off the wrapping paper and took a bite.

Jiang Hongying smiled and was about to run, but was held back by Jiang Hongjing.

"Go and buy another piece, and you can eat one too."

"I don't work, I don't heat up. I don't want to eat."

Jiang Hongying ran away quickly.

Jiang Hongjing shouted from behind: "I'll be back later."

"No more, my grandma told me to go back and boil water."

The name of this sorbet is really apt, it is full of ice scum, but it is really refreshing to eat.

This year's harvest is good, but we still need to harvest it as soon as possible. The weather in this season is very unstable. If it doesn't rain in time, we won't even want the wheat.

"Qingliang, go and help your sister mow in the afternoon." During lunch, grandma suddenly said, "Your sister's family has a lot of land and a lot of land."

Jiang Hongjing paused for a moment with his chopsticks, and said calmly: "Grandma, there are several calls on the phone at home every day, urging for food. My dad wants to cut the wheat as soon as possible, and deliver the food, so as to earn two dollars." Huahua. If you don’t rush to earn money, you’ll have to pay the tuition once the summer break is over.”

Grandma glared at her: "When adults talk, what do children say?"

Jiang Hongjing was messing around: "Grandma, I will work in the fields with me. Gao Jun is only two months younger than me, and he is still a boy. Our family's combined land is not less than that of my aunt's."

"Mom, I won't be going this year. There are several brothers-in-law and brothers. Don't worry about which one is better than me." Jiang Qingliang finally said.

Jiang Hongjing secretly praised his father in his heart, it was the first time in the world that he refuted grandma so clearly this time.

Jiang Qingliang turned his head and said to Wang Lirong, "Don't cut the wheat this afternoon. You are going to work in the yard today. There is only one person in the family. You can go to our family."

Grandpa said: "I'll go to the yard, you all go to cut it. It's not allowed on this day, it will rain if it rains. The mowing has already been finished, don't worry."

Grandpa works at home as he pleases, he can go whenever he wants, and he doesn't if he doesn't want to. He is said to be the most comfortable old man in the village.Jiang Qingliang didn't back down either, so his father could only work for two days if he could. Anyway, he only harvested one wheat a year.

Threshing wheat is not much easier than harvesting wheat. Households take turns to thresh, and it doesn't matter if you thresh first and then thresh.The wheat threshing machine is still the old-fashioned one. One person stands there to refill the wheat into the machine, one person stands beside him and passes it to him, and the other person stands at the place where the wheat stalks come out and picks them out with an iron fork. Some people picked them up and piled them up, and some people picked up the wheat grains underneath. Threshing wheat is dirtier and tiring than cutting wheat. After a day, there is dust on the head, mouth and nose.

Fortunately, the person whose wheat should be threshed is standing next to the wheat threshing machine.After threshing the wheat, take it home, pull it up on the roof and hang it to dry, the season of wheat harvest will be considered as the dust has settled.

After seven or eight days of busy work, Jiang Hongjing's family went up to his grandfather and down to his younger brother Jiang Hongzhi not only lost a lot of weight, but also turned darker.

After the wheat was harvested, Jiang Hongying and Jiang Hongzhi started school, and Jiang Hongjing also went to Jiangbei to learn sewing. The family did not have enough money, and his mother wanted to sell the newly harvested wheat, but his father still did not let him sell it. Some of the new wheat was waiting for money. For those who want to sell, this is the cheapest time. After the first half of the year, the price will be more expensive. A catty of wheat costs ten cents, and a thousand catties can be sold for an extra one hundred yuan, not to mention that their family has five or six thousand. catties.

Mother was also hesitant at first, but after hearing what my father said, she immediately went to a cousin's house to borrow 2000 yuan.Their family is in business, and their conditions are better than ordinary families.

Speaking of the relatives on his mother's side, Jiang Hongjing was extremely grateful. Every time the family wanted to borrow money, they would always extend their hands without hesitation.

Before going to sewing school, Wang Lirong took Jiang Hongjing to the town to buy two new clothes. The child was away from home, and parents were always worried about whether the child would be offended.She was also like this when her son went to the army. For a while, she was worried that the child would not eat well and sleep well, and for a while she was worried that the child would be ridiculed. Strong and energetic, she felt relieved.

The city is farther than the county seat, so it would not be so convenient to come back once a month.

Wang Lirong sewed the money to Jiang Hongjing in his inner pocket, and told him over and over again: "Be careful with the money."

Jiang Hongjing nodded and listened carefully: "Mom, I will call you when I arrive at the school and I have settled down."

Looking at the short, thin and dark girl, Wang Lirong couldn't help but said, "Let your father drive you in a tricycle." It takes nearly two hours to go to Jiangbei by car. If you go by motorcycle, you can't Three hours.

Jiang Hongjing hurriedly refused: "Don't do it, it takes six or seven hours to go back and forth. You and my dad are so tired. The key is that I have to worry about you when you come back. Why don't I go by car alone, and it's only four or four hours." It takes five months to finish my studies, and I will come back immediately after I finish my studies."

But it's really expensive to spend 5000 yuan for four or five months.

There was a direct bus to Jiangbei in the town. Jiang Qingliang and Wang Lirong waited for the bus to depart before going home.

The moment the car drove, Jiang Hongjing turned his head to look out the window. His father was helping his mother to get on the tricycle. His mother was holding his father's arm with one hand, and the other hand was holding the tricycle and was about to lift her foot.

Ever since she was reborn, she had been in front of her parents all the time, and when she left so suddenly, she counted her nose, tears streaming down her face, and she felt all kinds of ups and downs in her heart.

(End of this chapter)