Xie Linli rubbed his eyes and said, "No way, Grandpa, have you ever slept until twelve o'clock?"
In my impression, grandpa always goes to bed the latest and gets up the earliest, as if he is tireless.
Lin Xinghua thought of something that happened many years ago and smiled without saying anything.
Xie Linan threw a big broom at him, "Hurry up and clean it up, otherwise the wheat will be dirty, and the flour will also be dirty, and no one will eat the steamed buns."
Ye Xiaozhen also got up, holding a mouthwash cup and holding toothpaste and toothbrush.
Then wash your face carefully, apply some vanishing cream, and then go to the kitchen to cook.
By the time she finished cooking, they had almost finished cleaning the yard.
After dinner, Xie Lin An went to work, and Lin Xinghua took his two grandsons to harvest wheat.
The wheat from Xishan matures faster, so we harvest it first.
Although Xie Linli and Xie Linqi are only in the first grade of junior high school, they are fourteen or fifteen years old and can be used as strong laborers.
At this time, children were not required to go to school at a specific age like later generations.
Usually, several nearby villages have the same primary school, and there are only two classes in the school.
Because the school is too small, it is not possible to recruit new students every year.
Therefore, usually a class is recruited every two or three years, which results in a large age difference among classmates.
At that time, Lin Xinghua was afraid that we brothers would be bullied because we were too young, so he let us go to school later. We only entered the first grade when we were seven years old.
Seeing that everyone was out, Ye Xiaozhen wanted to steam buns again.
But she just said yesterday that she would not steam it, and now she steamed it again. Isn't that not keeping her word?
But I said yesterday that I didn’t want to steam it because my two younger brothers were back and I was afraid it would be inconvenient.
Who knew that we would go to the fields to harvest wheat again?
This... forget it, she is a fool anyway, so I will steam it if she says so.
Ye Xiaozhen went back into the house and put the flour into the dough mixer.
There are not only cowpeas but also pickled mustard tubers in the jar at home.
The pickled mustard heads can be used as side dishes, and the pickled mustard leaves can be used to make pickled mustard buns.
All arranged.
By noon, they had brought back the wheat from the fields, and Ye Xiaozhen had already steamed twenty baskets of steamed buns.
Xie Linli and Xie Linqi came back with a cart of wheat. One of them was responsible for pulling the cart while the other was responsible for holding it. They were so tired that they were sweating all over.
As soon as I entered the house and yard, I smelled the fragrance of steamed buns.
"It smells so good, sister-in-law, have you steamed the buns?"
Ye Xiaozhen smiled faintly and handed the buns to them.
The two of them reached out to take it hastily, but when they looked at their dirty hands, they withdrew their hands.
"Sister-in-law, please leave it alone. I'll wash my hands first."
He squeezed out half a wooden barrel of water, washed his hands, and then washed his dirty face, and then he ate the buns with big mouthfuls.
"Hey, this pickled vegetable taste is really delicious."
These two people eat in the same rough way as Xie Linan, but better than Xie Linan.
Xie Linan can finish it in two bites, but we still have to eat four.
There are no machines now, and wheat is harvested by hand.
People first cut the wheat with the stalks, then take them to the village threshing ground to separate the wheat. When they get home, they have wheat piles and grains.
The wheat piles were used for cooking and were placed in the yard. After drying, they were taken directly to the woodshed.
The wheat grains have to be spread out in the yard and exposed to the sun for two days before they can be collected. Otherwise, if there is moisture in the wheat grains, they will easily sprout if they are covered together.
There were steamed buns for lunch, so Ye Xiaozhen didn't cook rice. Instead, she picked some seasonal vegetables from the nearby fields, fried two dishes, and made a soup.
The meat was gone, so we didn't buy any.
Seeing that she had made a lot of steamed buns, Lin Xinghua said to Ye Xiaozhen after dinner, "Grandpa Wu can't sell with you anymore. I'll go next door and ask your grandmother Liu to come over to help."
Ye Xiaozhen nodded.
Mrs. Liu was happy to do this.
She gave birth to 10 children in total, six of whom were sons.
The two daughters had already married, and the other five were also married, except for the youngest son, who was currently being matched by a matchmaker.
Her husband passed away two years ago, but she is still in good health.
The children are filial and have a high status in the family.
She didn't have to do any work, so she just took care of her grandson and took him for walks around the village all day long.
When Lin Xinghua asked her to come over and help sell steamed buns, she agreed immediately.
Before she came in the afternoon, she also promoted it in the village.
Others were still wondering, "Didn't you say yesterday that you wouldn't steam rice at home?"
Old Lady Liu laughed and said, "Who can tell what a fool is going to do? She said yesterday that she would not steam it anymore, but she steamed it again."
What a saying goes: A fool can never tell.
The news spread quickly, and at noon, everyone came to Ye Xiaozhen with basins and baskets to buy steamed buns.
There are only 200 buns in ten baskets, and not many in twenty baskets. If you come too late, you won’t be able to buy any.
In the village, not only Lin Xinghua's family was harvesting wheat, but several other families had already started.
The whole family was busy working in the fields, so they wanted to eat something delicious and convenient. Her steamed buns and steamed bread sold out faster than the previous few days.
One family bought a large batch and they were sold out quickly.
Ye Xiaozhen wanted to give Mrs. Liu two dollars, but she refused to take it.
"I only helped for a while, and they were sold out in a few minutes. How could I charge you for it? Come on, take it yourself."
Ye Xiaozhen thought that she didn't charge any money, so she filled a bowl with the steamed buns she had saved for her and gave it to her.
Mrs. Liu did not refuse this and said with a smile, "I'll take it. I like your kind."
Xie Linan came back in the evening and told us that he had found two people who would come to help tomorrow.
Six dollars per person, including food, and asking grandpa to buy a piece of meat.
It's not good to let others eat vegetables.
The next day Lin Xinghua went to the town to buy meat, and soon two helpers came.
"Is this Xie Linan, Brother Xie's home?"
Ye Xiaozhen looked at the two strangers and was about to say something when Xie Linli ran out of the room.
"It's Xie Lin'an's family. You two are the ones my eldest brother called to help."
"Yes, you are?"
"I am Xie Linan's second brother."
Seeing that the guests had been entertained, Ye Xiaozhen went into the house.
It would be much faster to have two more people to go to the fields to harvest the wheat. She would have to turn the wheat more diligently and move the newly harvested wheat grains in the afternoon.
The housework mainly takes place in the afternoon, so she still plans to steam a lot of steamed buns in the morning.
As soon as the dough was put into the dough mixer, Lin Xinghua came back with two pieces of pork in his hand.
"Xiaozhen, eat this piece of meat in two meals and add more green peppers."
In this day and age, there is never enough meat to eat. Ye Xiaozhen understood what he meant and nodded quickly.
Lin Xinghua put down the meat, picked up a bucket of water and went to the field.
In the afternoon, Ye Xiaozhen cooked rice and two large plates of shredded pork with green peppers.
How can a few strong men eat enough meat for one meal?
Ye Xiaozhen took out half a piece of meat from her refrigerator and mixed them together.
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