reborn idle wife

Chapter 31 Kicks off
The mature wheat in the farmland has been harvested, and some young children walk around the field with baskets every day to see if there are any fallen ears of wheat. The fresh stubble in the field is very sharp, so they don’t often go to the field People who go in can easily be stabbed.

Long before the harvest, Zhuangzi had already prepared the wheat fields, and the heavy stone rollers were pulled by oxen to compact them round and round. The soil was mixed with wheat chaff, and it was pressed as smooth as a mirror. One by one, the children ran wildly on the wheat field with bare feet.

Mo Youran's trouser legs were rolled up below her knees, and the sleeves on her hands were rolled up to her elbows. She followed the example of old farmers and walked around barefoot on the ground. When walking around, it feels like a layer of skin is about to fade, and finally I have to put on the shoes and look at the ocean and sigh. Some things really can't be done in a short while.

The bundled wheat sheaves in the field have been continuously transported by bullock carts or wheelbarrows. Hardworking peasant women are sitting on the edge of their own wheat fields, with a sickle fixed on a thick wooden board under their feet, and their hands He put his feet on the board, strangled the wheat on the erected sickle, and the ears of wheat were separated from the stalks, and then he threw the heavy ears of wheat behind him, and the stalks were straightened up and put aside to be reassembled. Tie it up in bundles.

The cut ears of wheat are more convenient for threshing. As for the straw, it is a good thing, it is especially easy to catch fire, and it is often used as a kindling thing.

The naughty children moved the bundled wheat stalks one by one and used them as building blocks to start building the house, and got into it to play hide-and-seek. cheerful laughter.

Mo Youran looked at it greedily, but thinking of the foolishness he made when he cut the wheat, he gave up the idea of ​​going up to try it himself, and ran to build the city wall with some half-grown children with straw bundles, and watched them play with a smile Leading officers and soldiers to catch robbers, or siege battles.

Dongli came over with a basket on her shoulders, imitating the appearance of a peasant daughter-in-law, wrapped a flower kerchief on her head, and wore clothes made of coarse cloth. At first glance, she thought she was a peasant girl: "Brother, if you play like a madman, don't you?" Don’t remember going back to eat.”

Mo Youran was stunned for a moment looking at her younger sister's appearance. This is really how people depend on their clothes and horses rely on their saddles. When my sister puts on farm clothes, it really looks like that. It's just that the clothes are a little newer. Which one of the others doesn't wear the clothes? If you wear patches, you will wear better ones during the holidays.

Dongli opened the basket. People were lazy in the hot weather and had no appetite. The kitchen mixed jelly, which looked refreshing. Mo Youran just packed a bowl and squatted down to eat like other people. See watching the naughty children playing.

Dongli shook his head, Mo Youran was so happy to live here, he saw that he still had the smell of a son-in-law, and he just squatted down with a group of farmers to eat with a bowl, so that his mother might see it How scared are you?

After noon, the sun was not so poisonous, and the store started to fight. It’s not that I’m busy with my own. People who are close and close will work together. First, I’ll do it for your family, and then I’ll do it for my family together. After all, not every household has livestock.

Threshing wheat is a delicate job. After the animals are harnessed, stone rollers are pulled behind them. People lead the animals around in front of them. The stone rollers behind them press the ears of wheat. They were pressed out, and the others followed behind, using iron forks to turn over the ears of wheat that had been pressed to one side, and continued to press, and the pressed wheat grains were swept out and piled aside until no more grains could be pressed. until now.

Dongli went to the first wheat threshing house to watch the excitement for a while, grabbed a handful of wheat grains and looked at them carefully, and sighed secretly, seeing that the wheat grains were pointed and small, and there was not much white flour. , this kind of seed seems to have to be optimized.I remember that the wheat that I planted at home used to be round and chubby when I saw the grains, and the white flour that was ground was extraordinarily fragrant.

The young girls are all picking ears of wheat. Some of the ears of wheat will inevitably have grains that have not been pressed out, which must be peeled out manually. After picking them out, the wheat grains are skillfully rubbed out, and the wheat grains that have been removed are immediately spread out on a flat and dry store. In this way, after several good suns, the wheat is dried and can be packed for storage.

"Miss, miss!" Dan Zhu hurried over and found his young lady in the crowd: "People from the Nangong family came to the door, and the master and madam sent someone to tell the young lady not to go out in the near future, nor I'm going home, stay at Zhuangzi first, and send someone to pick up Miss when they finish their work."

Dongli's body froze for a moment, did the people from the Nangong family really come for the Mo family?What are they up to?Retire?Or any other ideas?
Dan Zhu looked at his young lady anxiously. The Mo family was no longer the Mo family it used to be, and the master was no longer a high-ranking official. If you want to repent of the marriage, the lady is so smart, you know it too, right?How sad it must be for her to be divorced properly!
Dongli squatted down and fiddled with the grains of wheat on the ground: "Understood, don't shout about this matter, and don't let your brother know about it." If you retire, just cancel the engagement, she can't wait for it, what good is a prodigal son, even if With the reputation of being divorced, she is not willing to just marry and suffer.

I heard that Mrs. Nangong didn't like her at the beginning, and she chose someone else as a daughter-in-law, but it was because of the old lady's idea that she couldn't get her wish. Now it's hard for this unqualified future daughter-in-law The house is in ruins, so I can't wait to get out of the marriage and get married again!

What on earth is the lady thinking!Dan Zhu struggled, fiddling with each other with his fingers: "The servant feels that with Miss's character and appearance, she can't find a good one anywhere, so it's better if the Nangong family retires, so as not to get angry with a high-ranking family."

Is this girl worried that she won't think about it?Dongli turned his head and glanced at the nagging Danzhu, squinted his eyes, and patted the dust on his body in a good mood: "I knew it a long time ago, and I don't need you to comfort me."

Danzhu stared at her in a daze as she stood up straight and ran to the young master. Those children had already built the towers and walls, and they were riding branches as horses, shouting and fighting!
Holding a wooden rake in her hand, Mo Youran helped a family flatten the crushed wheat. The man in that family looked very disturbed. The young master helped their family with the work himself. It's too late.

"Brother, don't be so busy, you'll scare him." Dongli looked funny, and took out the rake and returned it to the farmer. Fortunately, the young master still listened to the young lady, otherwise he would have been so scared these days that he would reach out to help with any job.

Mo leisurely watched the farmer spread the small pile of wheat into a thin layer several times with regret, which was much better than trying his best to make it thin here and there thickly, and he lowered his shoulders in frustration: "how can I Can't do anything?"

Dongli smiled: "Who told you to do it right away? You can't do it right away. Besides, didn't I say that we are studying farming, not farming. Brother, I found a good seed."

Mo Youran, who was still depressed at first, suddenly opened his eyes, and impatiently pulled his sister's clothes: "Where are you? Where are you?"

Seeing his brother's impatient look, Dongli laughed out loud: "Look at you, it's not the time yet, we still have to wait for them to level the land, put a layer of pond mud on it, and after the fertile field to sow the seeds."

In the past, when growing corn at home, the seeds were planted when the wheat was still immature, and occasionally they were sown after harvesting. Dong Li didn’t have many corn seeds in his hand, and he was still asking people to buy them in private, so he planted them immediately. It's unlikely, but considering so many tenants under his command, wouldn't it be fun to grow so much corn?So take it easy.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Mo leisurely looked at the gradually darkening sky, "The wheat has already been harvested, and the field is still vacant. They plan to grow sorghum, and the yield is not bad. , but I always feel unwilling, we haven't done anything serious since we came here."

Mo Youran was very depressed. This kind of depression stemmed from the sudden misfortune encountered by the family. In one night, he changed from a high-ranking noble son to a bereaved dog who was forced to move away from his family. He was ridiculed by those so-called friends back then. No matter how difficult it is to achieve in this life, his sister's words made him seem to have found his direction again.

But after waiting for so long, he still hasn't started the so-called agricultural research. He can't suppress the anxiety in his heart. He desperately hopes that he can succeed as soon as possible, so that he can face those villains with a victorious attitude, and he can He has enough confidence to prove the strength of the Mo family and is capable enough to guarantee the happiness of his sister.

If the Mo family is strong enough, even if the Zhenbei Hou Mansion is a relative of the emperor, they would not dare to propose a divorce rashly.

Yes, he already knew that people from Nangong's family were going to visit Mo's house. At this juncture, the intention of those people's visit is self-evident. His precious sister was raised in the palm of his hand since she was a child. How could they be allowed to act like this? trample!

Dongli didn't know how much brother Kung Fu thought about in a moment, but she could see Mo Youran's emotions, and she was silent for a moment: "Brother, I'm sorry."

"What?" Mo Youran almost suspected that she had heard it wrong, the little girl is very nice, what's wrong?
"I only cared about my own affairs, but I forgot to think about my brother." Dong Li really felt guilty. This brother could feel it without saying anything. He put her first all the time. But I was concerned about those messy things, and I really had very little time to think about him. He is a true ancient man, and his thoughts of making contributions have never stopped: "I don't have many seeds in my hand, and they have already been taken care of." I went out to search, and there are some vegetable seeds, which are also good things, and I plan to set aside a special land to grow vegetables."

After the younger sister suddenly apologized, she changed the subject, and immediately said that the farming work was on. Mo Youran was a little confused, but she changed the direction very politely: "Vegetables? This is a good idea. It is rare to have any vegetables in winter. Some It is produced in the hot spring village, and the price is outrageously expensive. If you grow more vegetables that are more durable, such as white cabbage and radish, even if they don’t sell much in winter, you can eat more green vegetables.”

Can't tell that a scholar from my brother is actually very smart about this aspect!Dongli glanced at his brother appreciatively: "That's right, this year's wheat harvest is good, if everyone planted a large amount of sorghum in the same way as in previous years, the price of this grain may drop sharply, and it will be the common people who will suffer. "

(End of this chapter)