Small peasant girl is born with divine power

Chapter 295 Autumn Harvest
Autumn harvest is very busy.

But the Liu family is very familiar with leisure.

The Zhang family and Bai Erniang are also at leisure in this way.

Because none of these families farmed their own land.

The Zhang family sold all the land, and there is no more land, and Bai Erniang has no land because she is a woman. Although she has money, she doesn't want to buy it. Anyway, after buying it, it will be because there is no man in the family. And was robbed.

Because the Liu family rented out all the land, they didn't need to harvest millet or do other things.

Zhang Xiaoya sat in the shed with Qing'er in her arms, looking at the busy crowd passing by, she felt very comfortable.

Look at her, she doesn't have to do anything, there is someone beside her fanning her, and there are frozen melons and fruits on the plate, just sitting here, you can still get a cool breeze from time to time, as refreshing as you want readily.

Fang Shi and Wu Shi were talking next to each other.

Fang gave Zhang Xiaoya a blank look.

"What are you doing outside with the baby in your arms? You're still tanning. There's nothing wrong with you going in to enjoy the shade."

Zhang Xiaoya snorted coldly, took the fan from Sanlang, and fanned Qing'er: "I'm going to show off, can you take care of me.

It's almost suffocating at home. Besides, this shed was originally my site before, and you thought it was yours after you occupied it for more than a month. "

Fang glared at Zhang Xiaoya.

"How rare is this shed of yours. Now wherever I go, people call me to say hello. I'm too lazy to argue with you. I'm just worried that you won't expose my granddaughter to the sun."

Zhang Xiaoya: "That's impossible. Our family's Qing'er is born fair, and he must not be tanned."

Wu said: "But don't act too brightly just looking at the passers-by. Then they will feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Xiaoya smiled even brighter.

"Don't worry, those people don't have to be envious. They don't dare to say anything, let alone what to do. Just wait and see, there will be many people who will curry favor with me in the future."

What Zhang Xiaoya said was really correct.

Most of the villagers passing by now, except for a few, are not convinced that the Liu family has lost their jealousy.

This is a perfect proof that if they are better than others, these people will feel unbalanced, jealous and sour.

But when it exceeds a lot, people accept it and turn to envy.

But under the envy, whether it is still sour or not, no one can be sure.

Anyway, this doesn't affect Zhang Xiaoya's embarrassment now.

When Liu Yezi and Da Lang Erlang passed by wearing straw hats, Fang and Zhang Xiaoya stopped the three of them together.

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Yezi: "Dalang and Erlang, they still have homework during the autumn harvest vacation. They said they want to write an article about the autumn harvest, talk about their inner feelings, and understand people's livelihood."

Zhang Xiaoya: "Then why are you going together?"

Liu Yezi: "I am willing."

She just wanted to see the world and see what the orthodox ancient farmer Qiushou looked like.

"Stupid, you just go, and when you come back, you will be tickled to death."

Fang also said: "Those straws make your body itchy and red, let Dalang and Erlang go, boys have thick skin."

"I'm going, I have to look at our own fields."

Fang: "Your second uncle and your grandfather went to watch."

Liu Yezi: "Don't worry, I won't go down."

After speaking, she took Da Lang Erlang and left.

After a long time, she finally saw her own field.

Looking around, the millet is yellow, but there are still some green leaves mixed in, but there are not many.

Liu Dahu and Liu Erer wore straw hats and stood resting under the shade of the trees at the horizon.

In the field, several men were still working hard to harvest the millet.

The women in front were squatting there with a sickle to cut, and a few clumps were made into a handful and placed on the roots after the millet was cut.

Their speed is still quite fast, their movements are very skilled, and they still wear straw hats on their heads to avoid heat stroke, but the skin on their exposed hands is the same dark and dry.

Compared with women, men have to work harder. Several men stood there with a large square half-person-high thing called a half-barrel in the middle.

Another thing like a ladder was placed inside this thing, and then half of the barrel was surrounded by a mat-like barrier woven with bamboo.

You can hear the slogans one after another, the man hits me, throws handfuls of rice on the thing like a ladder, and the half of the bucket gradually accumulates rice.

The men came alternately, facing the sun, wearing a wet and worn cloth towel on their heads, sweating profusely.

Liu Dahu and Liu Laoer saw three people coming, so they told them to go under the shade of the tree.

Liu Laoer: "It's so dry, what are you doing here?"

Erlang: "It depends on the autumn harvest, and then write an article."

Liu Dahu held a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, and said: "Look, this is the days before we peasants, if you don't become scholars, you have to be so tired, Erlang, you have to study hard, and at least you will be a scholar in the future. There is no need to go down to the ground."

Da Lang said: "Anyway, our family is rich now, so I will herd cattle and not farm in the future."

After hearing this, Liu Dahu gave Da Lang a hand.

"Look at your prospects, how much money can you earn by herding cattle, and you still want me to support you for the rest of your life? In the future, you will take care of your son. How do you raise cattle?"

Dalang scratched his head: "It's enough to put a few more cows, put a group, and then sell the cows."

"Who will buy it? In our village, a few families have money to buy cattle every year. Your head is full of tofu."

Liu Dahu said a few words to Liu Dalang, took a few sips of water from the water bottle.

Liu Dalang: "Then sell meat, no one sells beef, I will."

Liu Yezi sighed and glanced at Liu Dalang.

"Why do you think others don't sell it? If you dare to kill cattle casually, you want to go to jail?"

"What?" Da Lang was very surprised.

Erlang looked at Dalang with disgust: "Only cows that died accidentally, and cows that died of old age can be killed for meat, and cattle that are plowed will go to jail if they are killed."

Da Lang suddenly said: "I just said, how come the elder sister has never bought beef to eat, so she didn't sell it."

After finishing speaking, Da Lang was greedy again: "I don't know what the taste of beef is."

Liu Yezi: "Well, it's still delicious."

Liu Dahu: "Yezi, have you ever eaten beef at Cheng's house? Oh, let me tell you, these big landlords must have secretly killed a cow and ate it. When we have money, we can kill a cow and eat it."

Hearing this, Liu Lao Er first gave Liu Dahu a blow.

"The beauty you think is raised by me."

The family here is still talking about the topic of beef.

Over there, the reapers have come to an end, and over there, the threshers are almost finished.

Someone below called Liu Dahu.

"Brother Big Tiger! The millet is finished, you all come down and watch the score."

Liu Dahu and Liu Erer followed suit.

Liu Yezi followed, and Erlang Ye followed.

Da Lang was alone under the shade of a tree, so he would not bask in the sun.

(End of this chapter)