Chapter 80: Night Watch, Stealing Melons

As soon as Chen Miaomiao's voice came out, the table became quiet.

Chen Miaomiao's words clearly had a tone of provoking trouble, and everyone was thinking about how to expose this, but afterwards Chen Miaomiao and Lu Miao both spoke in sarcastic and aggressive ways, and the atmosphere was full of gunpowder. Everyone wanted to stop them but didn't know where to start, so they could only remain silent.

Yang Xiaojing managed to break the awkwardness, and the desk immediately became lively.

Chen Miaomiao was not convinced, but she knew that she could not defeat Lu Miao in this matter, so she lowered her head and took big bites of the sweet potato without saying a word.

But Lu Miao would not let her go so easily.

If you want to disgust someone, just come and disgust them. If you can't convince them, just run away and act as if nothing happened. How can that be possible?

"As for me, the quality of my work is definitely not good enough, so I can't blame others for talking about me. But you, Chen Miaomiao..."

Lu Miao put down his chopsticks, leaned his slender body to one side, and looked at Chen Miaomiao lazily with a hint of provocation and disdain, holding his chin with one hand:

"You've always been the most efficient worker at the educated youth camp, so you must seize the opportunity to work hard and do more. The reputation of our educated youth camp depends entirely on you."

"You don't even need to point me in the face for this!"

Chen Miaomiao snorted, raised her chin, and straightened her back. She looked as if she was the savior of the entire educated youth site.

The corners of Lu Miao's eyes twitched. Unable to communicate with the idiot, she picked up her lunch box and walked out.

Ren Bingxin asked, "Where are you going?"

"It's so hot. I'm going to the well at the back to wash my lunch box and my face."

"Hey? Then wait for me, I want to go too!"

Ren Bingxin followed him out of the main room, carrying the lunch box. Their voices gradually faded away, separated by a threshold:

"It's really hot today, and the well water is cold. Let's roll up our trouser legs a little higher and rinse them with more water. It'll be cool enough for us to take a nap!"

"Yeah, okay."

The south has officially entered the busy farming and harvest season, and large areas are busy. Nanhu Town Commune is certainly no exception.

Everyone was busy, so Lu Miao was forced to do the work. Even though he was reluctant, he had to run around with everyone. He worked in the paddy fields for a few days to harvest millet, and then went to the valley in the back mountain to harvest the wheat planted last winter.

The two threshing grounds were also busy. After threshing the rapeseed in the front, the next step was to press the millet and shell the wheat grains. At the same time, there was also the work of transplanting rice seedlings.

Transplanting rice seedlings is different from harvesting millet. The fields are full of water. Lu Miao did not resist transplanting rice seedlings because she had the experience of harvesting millet in the mud. However, she later heard someone say that there were leeches in the paddy fields, and she refused to go.

She was good at humming, stomping her feet and yelling, and He Hongjin couldn't do anything to her.

With Chen Guifen's persuasion, He Hongjin reluctantly assigned Lu Miao another task.

Lu Miao moved from the paddy field to the threshing ground.

It was not her turn to drive the oxen to press or winnow the millet. She only did some trivial work, such as laying out the rice ears, collecting straw, helping to tie the straw into bundles, and driving away the chickens raised by the team members or the greedy tits flying from the mountains to prevent them from stealing the millet.

At the beginning, we only threshed millet three times a day, morning, noon and evening, so it wasn't too busy. However, the weather was too hot and it was still uncomfortable for people to stay outdoors.

Later, as more and more rice ears were transported back after harvesting, the two threshing grounds, the east and west threshing grounds, were divided. Each threshing ground was divided into two or three plots of land, and two or three grains of rice were threshed at the same time.

There were only two oxen in the team. Apart from those two oxen pulling the millstone, the rest of the work relied on manpower to thresh the grains. It was possible, but the speed was definitely not fast enough.

The weather in summer is unpredictable. To avoid sudden rain and thunderstorms, He Hongjin had to arrange for the members to work overtime day and night. It was common for the two threshing grounds to be busy grinding millet at night. Many times it was too late to harvest the millet, so people had to be arranged to keep watch.

Once, Lu Miao had a heat stroke and took a leave to rest for an afternoon. The next night, she was assigned to guard the threshing ground. Besides her, there was also Gu Ying.

She and Gu Ying were both petite, and Geng Xiaoyun was worried, so she said she would go with them both in the evening.

Ren Bingxin and Yang Xiaojing didn't get along well and didn't want to stay at the educated youth site, so they joined in the fun and said they wanted to go together.

Lu Miao nodded his head in agreement, but Gu Ying disagreed and tried to persuade Ren Bingxin several times.

They said they were going to keep watch, but in fact they were just sleeping there with the others. The one who was really keeping a vigilant eye on the situation was someone else.

But even so, it was not fun or comfortable. You had to sleep on straw in the threshing ground, which not only made your body itchy, but you also had to use the ground as a bed and there were a lot of mosquitoes.

Worried that Ren Bingxin wouldn't get enough rest and that would affect her work condition the next day, Gu Ying told her everything, good and bad. But since Ren Bingxin was determined, Gu Ying stopped talking.

After dinner and a shower that night, Lu Miao peeled off the sheets from her bed to take with her. Before leaving, she thought of the cucumbers in the vegetable patch. It was dark, so she wasn't worried about stepping on a snake anymore. Her eyes sparkled as she jumped and ran towards the vegetable patch:

"Wait for me! I saw some small cucumbers a few days ago. They must have grown up by now. I'll pick one for you to take home. I'll pick the rest tomorrow at noon. Then we can mix them with vinegar and eat them together."

"Okay, then watch your step."

"well!"

Lu Miao was filled with joy, but when he walked into the vegetable garden, his good mood was instantly dashed.

"Where's my cucumber!"

Lu Miao's eyes turned red, and his voice suddenly became sharp, "Which of you picked my cucumber?!"

Her voice was choked with sobs and a hint of tears, which was very different from her usual tone. Geng Xiaoyun and the others heard it and hurried over to check on her. "What's wrong? Why are you crying again?"

Lu Miao sobbed, his chest heaving violently. He was angry and heartbroken, "Look for yourselves!"

It was pitch black and they couldn't see anything, so Geng Xiaoyun and the others could only get closer to take a closer look.

When I got closer, I could see that not only were the cucumbers gone, but the leaves of the vines wrapped around the nearby racks were dry and curled, obviously caused by someone pulling them violently.

"Who was so rough? The vines are all pulled out and wilted. Isn't this the end of this vine? How will it produce melons in the future?" Geng Xiaoyun rubbed his forehead with a "tsk" sound. "Who did this to you? Why don't you be more careful?"

There was no blame in her anger, but it was filled with countless regrets.

Ren Bingxin and Gu Ying hurriedly said, "We've been busy these past few days and haven't been here."

They wanted to say something else, but when they heard Lu Miao's nasal tone become noticeably heavier, they looked at each other, fell silent at the right moment, and then said soothingly:

"Forget it, Miaomiao, it's just a few cucumbers... they will grow in a few days, don't cry."

"Is this a matter of a few cucumbers?"

Lu Miao was so angry that his lips could not stop trembling. He curled up his fingers and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said indignantly:

"Just pick it and eat it, why tear the vines? He ate the first crop and won't eat the second? Even if he doesn't eat it, won't others eat it? How selfish!"