If you don't work hard to farm, you can only be a wealthy young grandmother

Chapter 290 Autumn Harvest Begins

The most important thing is that Qin Yefei has a big appetite, and he doesn't just want the S province.

At present, the talks on Beicheng have basically been settled. After all, the Qin family and Ling family are all in Beicheng.

When I got home, I saw that Xie Xiguo was still at home today, and he usually went to the fields to make peace.

Xie Fan was wearing new clothes, and the schoolbag he was carrying was brand new from head to toe:

"Sister, how is it?" asked.

Xie Yan sized it up carefully before nodding:

"Yes, I went to school and studied hard, you know?"

"I know."

Ye Taohua felt a little bit reluctant. Once her son went to school, he would only be able to go home every week and weekend, and lived in school at other times.

The child has grown up so much, it has been 16 years, and he has never left himself for such a long time.

As a mother, I don't want to give up.

No wonder even Xie Xiguo rarely went to work so early today, but stayed at home with him.

Xie Yan stretched out her hand to straighten the collar of her brother's shirt:
"Don't cause trouble at school, and don't be afraid of trouble. Remember to ask the teacher if you have any questions."

"Sister, I'm not a child anymore."

16 years old, not six years old.

Moreover, Xie Fan is very aware of how difficult it is for him to still go to school.

Of course I cherish it from the bottom of my heart.

Xie Yan stepped on her feet and touched Xie Fan's head.

And Xie Fan also took the initiative to lower his head and let his sister touch his head.

Or Ye Taohua said:
"It's almost time, and I won't be able to catch up with the registration for a while."

Xie Yan let go:
"Father, mother, I'll take Xiaofan to the entrance of the village."

Xie Xiguo and Ye Taohua had no objections, and the siblings walked out of the house one by one.

On the road, when there was no one around, Xie Yan held 20 yuan in his hand at some point and stuffed it into his younger brother's hand:
"It's not like being at home at school. You are growing up now. If you are hungry or need some school supplies, you can buy them yourself. Although our family is not that rich, don't save what you shouldn't. My sister can't afford you."

For so long, the family has sold nearly 40 yuan for vegetables alone, and Xie Yan personally distributed some mushrooms, bean sprouts and the like, and he has [-] yuan in private money.

No matter how bad it is, there is still the 1000 yuan that a man forced to give me before, and there is no place for money in the village.

"sister"

"If you really feel uncomfortable, you can pay me back when you graduate from university and work."

A kid with a lot of self-respect.

"Well, I will definitely pay back in the future, double the amount."

"OK, then I'll wait."

Xie Yan sent Xie Fan to the entrance of the village, the ox cart was already waiting, and there were several village aunts sitting in the cart, all of whom were going to the commune to do some shopping.

Xie Fan waved to Xie Yan:

"Sister, I'm leaving and I'll be back this weekend."

"Well, take care of yourself at school."

"it is good."

Xie Fan's start of school will not affect the start of the autumn harvest in the village. He originally wanted to wait until the grains were fuller.

But with the sweltering hot weather recently, I'm afraid it will rain heavily soon.

Once it rains heavily, the rice in the fields will be completely over.

Therefore, it is better to harvest all the rice before the rain falls, than to rot all in the ground!
Today is the first day of harvesting rice in Xiejia Village. The educated youths and the young and old women in the village are all squatting in the fields, using sickles neatly in their hands, harvesting one by one, and the young and old in the village are basically I have to do hard work, put handfuls of rice on a wooden cart and send it to the dam in the village to spread out one by one, and then some people will drive the oxen and pull the grain to grind the rice. At this time, there is no thresher in the countryside, only The most traditional and primitive way can be used to separate the bones and spikes.

(End of this chapter)