"Gousheng, come home for dinner."
Gou Sheng quickly agreed and happily went home.
Jiang Yimian looked at the people sitting at the entrance of the Chen family's house.
Chen Tiezhu has recovered well in the past few months. He can move his upper body again. Although he still gets tired after sitting for a long time, he can do a lot of things, such as feeding chickens and rabbits, weaving bamboo baskets, and taking care of Tiedan. He can do anything that can be done while sitting.
These days, the Chen family is filled with laughter and joy. The gloom of the past has disappeared, and Liu Xiaoyun no longer cries secretly like before. She has a lot more energy to do her work every day.
Jiang Yimian estimated that it wouldn't be long before she could consider having Chen Tiezhu undergo surgery. Originally, she had thought she would wait until at least next year, but she didn't expect him to recover so quickly and well. She could probably have the surgery before the end of the year.
The Chen family will be able to have a good New Year then.
Seeing that she was looking in the direction of the Chen family, Wang Fengqin reached out and touched her daughter's head, smiling as she said, "What, are you still worried about your Uncle Tiezhu?"
I've noticed he's gotten much better these days. He can help Xiaoyun with chores now, and his complexion isn't as pale as before. Xiaoyun said it's all thanks to you; my daughter is really amazing.
She was genuinely praising her. After a few months, she knew that Yi Mian was completely different from before, but she just loved her daughter very much. No matter what kind of personality her daughter had before or what kind of personality she had now, she liked and loved her very much.
Jiang Yimian was taken aback, then smiled and hugged Wang Fengqin tightly, saying coquettishly, "Mother just laughs at me."
In the past, she would never have believed that she would one day act coquettishly towards someone, but after spending time together, Wang Fengqin has been very, very good to her, making up for the maternal love she has lacked for so many years, and she has come to regard Wang Fengqin as her own mother.
It wasn't the person who treated her well before, like a mother, but rather, it was her own mother.
The person in front of her was her mother.
Wang Fengqin gently touched her daughter's face, feeling very comforted.
She likes her daughter to act cute, because it makes her feel that her daughter needs her.
*
Soon it was time to harvest the rice.
Old Liu drained the water from the rice paddies early in the morning. With the recent sunny weather, the soil in the paddies was no longer so damp, so there was no need to worry about getting muddy legs when harvesting rice.
Looking at the golden rice ears on the vast terraced fields, Jiang Yimian felt that her efforts over the past few months had not been in vain, and she was in a great mood.
The others were also filled with excitement; they had been busy for months and had been waiting for this day of harvest.
Everyone in the small depression came out to help, even Chen Tiezhu. His face was full of joy, without a trace of his former dejection, and he was chatting happily with several children.
The women were busy harvesting rice, while Gou Sheng and Jiang Yimian were responsible for delivering the harvested rice to Old Liu and his son for threshing.
Liu Dayong and Old Man Liu carried the rice-making buckets they brought from the ditch to the field. They carefully wrapped the bucket openings with half-person-high cloth curtains on three sides to prevent the rice grains from flying away and being wasted.
When Jiang Yimian and Gou Sheng brought over the rice, the two of them each picked up a clump of rice and slammed it against the edge of the bucket, which had no curtain.
With each stroke of increasing force, the grains were successfully detached and fell into the bin.
However, this assembly line project was not yet finished. The children were responsible for taking the rice stalks that Old Liu and his son had beaten aside and carefully picking off the rice grains that had not fallen off.
Chen Tiezhu was also carefully picking rice, afraid of missing a single grain.
For a while, apart from the occasional chirping of startled birds, the only sounds in the fields were the muffled thuds of rice stalks hitting the rice-pounding buckets.
Busy from dawn till dusk, everyone felt incredibly satisfied despite being tired.
On the way back, Liu Dayong looked at the bag of rice with surprise and excitement. "Dad, I think this year's harvest is really good. We haven't even harvested half of it yet, but we've already harvested more than 400 catties of rice."
Such a good harvest has never been seen before.
Old Liu glanced at him and said irritably, "The rice looks like a lot since it's not dry yet. Once it's dry, it will weigh at least several dozen pounds less."
However, it is true that each ear of rice is full of plump grains, with few shriveled husks and almost all of them having rice grains wrapped inside.
Looking at the bags of rice on the raft, Chen Tiezhu said in a good mood, "Brother Dayong is right, this year's harvest is good."
Everyone paused, turning to look at him with surprise in their eyes.
Although Chen Tiezhu had improved a lot in recent days, he was still busy at home and hadn't spoken much with everyone. So when he suddenly opened his mouth, everyone was stunned.
Old Liu was the first to react. He looked Chen Tiezhu up and down before nodding and saying, "You've finally come back to normal. You used to be unwilling to talk to us, and I was too embarrassed to say anything even if I wanted to remind you."
After all, he had watched the child grow up, and he felt bad seeing him like this these days.
Chen Tiezhu was a little embarrassed, but still said seriously, "I didn't understand before, but now I've made up my mind. I want to live a good life with Xiaoyun and Gousheng. Uncle Liu, just say whatever you want in the future."
It was his fault in the past, making his wife and children suffer with him. They were already short of food and clothing and exhausted, yet they still had to take care of him, a patient with unpredictable moods.
Old Liu snorted before continuing, "Don't worry, if you do anything wrong in the future, I, this old man, will deal with you directly and without any mercy."
Upon hearing this, everyone on the raft burst into laughter.
Liu Xiaoyun also suppressed her red eyes and said with a smile, "Uncle Liu is right. If Tiezhu has done anything wrong, just tell me."
Old Liu was their elder, and they should listen to his teachings.
Old Liu was finally satisfied. He stroked his beard and continued, "Tiezhu, I see you must be tired from sitting all day. Just rest at home tomorrow. With so many of us working in the fields, you can rest assured."
The other person has difficulty moving around and will definitely be uncomfortable sitting for a long time, but everyone is busy, so Tiezhu probably can't ask Dayong for help.
Chen Tiezhu was taken aback, then waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Uncle Liu, I'm fine, I'm not tired. It's just sitting and picking some grains, it's not that tiring."
Everyone was busy, even the children were not idle, so he naturally couldn't stay at home and be lazy.
Old Liu saw that the other person looked very serious, and although he looked tired, he was mostly happy.
He nodded immediately, "That's good. With you helping out and keeping an eye on the kids, we can work with peace of mind."
Harvest is a time of both exhaustion and joy for farmers; no one would want to miss out on this happiness.
Especially being able to watch each grain of rice fall into the rice bin.
*
After three days of busy work, the rice in the terraced fields was finally harvested.
Everyone was filled with joy when they saw the golden rice drying in the open space in front of the door.
This year's harvest was indeed excellent, with over a thousand kilograms of rice, making several families extremely happy.
Old Liu, in particular, was happy for several days in a row chasing away the sparrows that came to steal food in the yard, unlike his previous annoyance.
After the rice was dried, the families gathered together to divide the grain.
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