"Old Song, your second son has finally returned from the army. You can't let your wife act recklessly..."

"Old woman!" Old man Song looked embarrassed and sighed, wanting to say something but stopping himself, as if he really couldn't do anything about his wife.

Seeing that he was still acting as a father even now, Song Guoliang was completely chilled. When he thought about the tragedy that happened in his dream, if he had sacrificed himself, it would definitely be the final fate of his wife and daughter.

His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and a bone-chilling chill shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, spreading to every part of his body.

Du Xiaoying sensed something was wrong with the man, noticed his terrifying scarlet eyes, and tightened her jaw. She hurriedly pulled the man, shook her head slightly, and stood sideways in front of the man.

"Captain, I don't know how I offended my parents-in-law. Since I got married, I have been filial to my parents-in-law and busy taking care of the whole family..." She patted her chest and said word by word.

"My mother-in-law and sister-in-law have been picking on me every now and then, and I've always put up with it. Now they're accusing me of having an affair with a stranger. I'm really scared. If the brigade can't help me today, I'm going to report it to the police. At worst, I'll fight to the death with the Song family!"

The expressions of several village cadres were grim, and they all looked at the Song family with unpleasant expressions.

Song Guoliang looked at his thin wife in front of him, his throat rolling, and he tried his best to restrain the desire to destroy the world.

The captain said in a deep voice, "Guoliang's wife, what do you want to do?"

Du Xiaoying reluctantly pulled the corners of her lips together, "I just want them to be punished so they can learn a lesson and know what they should and shouldn't do."

"Fifty work points will be deducted from the Song family's work, and all of them will be forced to carry manure until the autumn harvest. If they commit the same offense again, the punishment will be doubled!"

"Why! You can't deduct my family's work points!" Old Mrs. Song was the first to jump up and shout.

Liu Lanhua simply rolled on the ground and said, "Don't deduct my work points. At worst, I'll just go pick up manure!"

The captain's face was sullen, and he remained unmoved. "If anyone of you yells at me again, I'll deduct 100 work points!"

Liu Lanhua opened her mouth wide, swallowed the dry howling sound back into her stomach, and stared blankly with anger.

Old Man Song had a dark face and walked forward to drag away Old Lady Song, who dared not breathe.

Seeing that the Song family members ran away in shame, the team leader had a stern face, and everyone fell silent, looking at each other and quietly dispersed.

Song Guoliang frowned, "Wife, why did you stop me just now?"

"Are you thinking of bringing up the matter of breaking off the relationship?"

Du Xiaoying sighed, "I also want to break off relations with that evil-hearted family, but in this day and age, the pressure of filial piety can destroy you beyond redemption. It's okay for outsiders like me, a daughter-in-law, to say such things, but if your own son says it out loud, that's just..."

Song Guoliang's black eyes flashed, and he looked at his wife calmly, suppressing the surprise in his heart.

....

Song Guoliang opened the luggage he brought back yesterday and took out the cloth and cotton inside.

Du Xiaoying couldn't help but exclaimed, "So many!"

The sisters were so shocked that their eyes widened and they covered their mouths and screamed.

"Well, I also plan to share some of this with Erniu and Shuanzi. Shuanzi's family is about to have more people, and they are in need of these things."

Seeing the man's cautious look, Du Xiaoying rolled her eyes at him in disapproval, "I'm not a stingy person. Erniu Shuanzi has helped a lot even when you're not around."

Du Xiaoying couldn't let go of the soft cotton, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and she was already thinking about how to save more.

Her family in her mother's family could not even get together a few sets of cotton-padded clothes, so everyone took turns wearing them when going out in the winter.

"By the way, what's that bag in your living room?"

Song Guoliang raised the corner of his mouth and said, "There are still two bags of food that I can't bring back. I'll bring them back after work."

"Really?" Du Xiaoying was delighted and hurried to open the sacks in the main room.

"Mom, corn!"

Sure enough, there were plump, yellow corn kernels inside. I couldn't help but feel happy and reached out to grab a handful.

Song Guoliang looked at his wife and children, whose eyes and brows were filled with joy, and smiled. "After the autumn harvest, let's take the food and go back to see our parents."

Du Xiaoying looked at the man with a smile, "You have a conscience and still care about your father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Song Guoliang said with a serious face, "Thanks to my parents and brothers and sisters-in-law over the years, I remember it in my heart."

Glancing at the girls' smirking faces, Du Xiaoying's face felt a little hot. She coughed unnaturally and instructed the man to put the grain back into the grain cabinet to prevent it from being eaten by rats.

....

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the time for autumn harvest, and the sun is still scorching.

The brigade primary school also had a holiday for the busy farming season, and the teachers and children had to participate in the brigade's harvest.

It was just daybreak and I hadn't even had time to wash my face when the sound of gongs and drums echoed in the village.

The members rushed to the threshing ground, registered to receive the farm tools and followed their distribution, and the harvest began in full swing in the fields.

A series of farm work such as harvesting crops, threshing, bundling, drying, and stacking basically requires manpower to complete.

The young and strong labor force of the brigade is mainly responsible for harvesting wheat, sorghum and corn, transporting them to the threshing ground, and threshing and shelling.

Women are mainly responsible for breaking corn cobs, drying them, sorting them and bagging them, while children pick up the missed ears of wheat at the back.

Hearing the sounds of people leaving work in the morning, the people working in the fields finally finished their work, went home to have breakfast and feed the crying animals at home, and then it was almost time to go to work again.

Although it is already October, the sun above our heads is still scorching, hot and sunny. Everyone's face busy in the fields is sunburned red, and sweat is running down their backs.

Du Xiaoying and Wang Jianguo, two tractor drivers, were responsible for taking turns transporting and unloading the bundles of grain from the trucks to the threshing ground, and they were busy and sweating profusely.

At noon, each household sent one person back to prepare the meal, and then brought it to the field. Everyone worked until their own meal arrived, and only then could they take a short break during the meal.

"Mom, it's time for Erya, Sanya, Siya, and Wuya to eat." Daya was carrying a basket of lunch and a large teapot of mung bean soup that Song Guoliang had cooked in the morning.

Du Xiaoying sat down, picked up the towel around her neck that was almost soaked with sweat, wiped the sweat from her head, washed Wu Ya's hands and wiped her red little face, then took the bun and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

The sisters also took small bites of the noodle and vegetable buns.

....

They were busy until the evening, and the threshing ground was still brightly lit. The adults worked overtime and worked hard until eight or nine o'clock.

The next day

Suddenly, there was a loud noise. Those who were originally busy working stood up and looked towards the place where the noise came from, stretching their necks curiously.

"What's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several female educated youth helping another female educated youth run to the shade of a tree, helping to fan the child and feed her water.

"No way? He fainted from heatstroke on the second day? This young educated youth is too fragile!"