Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

Zhu Erhu asked incomprehensibly, "Mother, Dr. Sun said that there is nothing wrong with my eldest brother. Just rest well at home. You are still frowning. What are you worrying about?"

Mrs. Zhu cried a face and glared at Zhu Erhu, "You stinky boy, you speak lightly. Didn't you hear what Dr. Sun said? Dr. Sun said, let your eldest brother stay at home all these days. Up.

The rice in our field has not been harvested yet. Your eldest brother is lying in bed and resting. Who will help harvest the rice? The rice in a few acres of land can't be wasted, right? Our family will rely on these rice grains as the ration for the coming year. Otherwise, what do we eat and drink at home? "

Zhu Erhu listened to Mrs. Zhu and thought about it.

Now that the family is divided, Zhu Daniu is the only labor force in Dafang and Sanfang.

Zhu Daniu was lying on the bed, and the work in the field could not count on the old lady like Zhu, nor the lady like Qi.

There is still another man, Zhu Sanlu.

It is a pity that Zhu Sanlu has been spoiled since he was a child, and he has never done any work in the fields. Now it is impossible to let him work in the fields and cut the rice.

Zhu's several acres of rice must be harvested, and it must not be wasted.

Old lady Zhu cried for a while, then suddenly thought of something. She turned her gaze on Zhu Erhu and said with Zhu Erhu, "Second, you also heard what Dr. Sun said. Your eldest brother now has to take a good rest and cannot work easily. Oh, it’s not easy to grow the grain from our acres of land, or you can help us harvest it.

Anyway, it’s too late to wait for your acres to be harvested. "

Zhu Erhu felt a little embarrassed when he heard Mrs. Zhu's words.

It would have been nothing if he had helped him before. Cutting the rice grains would have been a little harder. After all, he was a family, so he couldn't just watch the grains in a few acres of farmland.

But in the past few days, he felt that it was not easy for him to harvest the millet from his home field, let alone help the big house to finish the harvest.

His back hurts badly, so he has to rest for a long time after cutting, otherwise it hurts and feels uncomfortable.

Before Zhu Erhu could answer, she jumped out and refused directly without Mulan, "Mother, this is a hot day, my eldest brother has heat stroke, my second tiger may also have heat stroke! He has already harvested a few acres of our family's land by himself. It's very difficult. Now you let him help you harvest rice, are you afraid of exhausting him?

Besides, his back is not good these days, and he waits to help you to finish the harvest. If I look at it, it's probably useless. Mother, if you love your eldest brother, you must also love our second tiger, right? You can't wait for him to lie on the bed like the eldest brother can't get up and you won't call him! "

Old lady Zhu looked at Mulan angrily, "If I don't want to help, I don't want to chant. Why do you still talk about so many reasons?"

Mulan sneered, "Mother, I didn't tease you, don't you know by looking at Erhu's back?"

Mrs. Zhu noticed that Zhu Erhu had been crouching when he was walking, and there must be something wrong with his back.

This was annoying and did not turn back to care.

However, when I thought that it would be troublesome for the rice in a few acres of fields that no one to harvest, I muttered, "Then what can you do? Your eldest brother is dying. Who else can I count on if I don't count on my second child?"

Mulan replied speechlessly, "Mother, isn't there a third brother at home?"