Chapter 199 Heavy Rain
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was time for the autumn harvest.
Autumn harvest has always been a big event in the village. In order to rush the harvest, schools in the county were dismissed and all the half-grown children went to the fields.
Each of them acts as a small laborer.
In the past, the work was done collectively, with the village head organizing the work, and people would work for days and nights. Now, the work is subcontracted to individuals, and the village head is no longer needed to organize the work.
But the village chief still spoke.
"It's going to rain in the next few days. We must harvest the wheat and rice early." Once the rain has soaked the land, it will become muddy and impossible to harvest. After being soaked, the grain will easily become moldy and difficult to store.
Food is the most important thing to the people.
There can't be any mistakes.
Construction on all the buildings that were originally under construction in the county has been halted. There's no other way. Most of the workers are farmers from nearby villages. Even the foremen have to be given leave!
For the whole morning, everyone worked in the fields under the scorching sun, young and old, except for one person who cooked.
Shen Qingyue was cultivating late-sown rice and wheat on Baoshan Mountain. The autumn harvest was still over a month away, so she wasn't in a rush.
Shen Qingyue made two large buckets of sour plum soup, both of which were quickly frozen with large ice cubes.
Put it outside and it will keep cool for two hours.
The sour plum soup is placed over there in the threshing ground.
Just look at the people who are sweating profusely, not caring about their image, and just sitting there slumped.
He scooped some water and poured the sour plum soup into his own jar, then tilted his head back and drank it.
The sweat all over his body seemed to be evaporating under the hot sun, and a puff of green smoke came out of his body.
Everyone who drinks the frosted sour plum soup will let out a sigh.
Then lean against a tree and relax for a long time.
After you calm down, pour yourself another glass and you will feel refreshed.
I was almost dying of heat, and only after drinking some sour and sweet plum soup did I feel like I was coming back to life.
"Shen Qingyue is really thoughtful."
"She is still so kind to the people in our village."
"In the past, we could only drink well water. Where else could we find such delicious sour plum soup?"
"Not very good."
The harvested grain is bagged and threshed first, then placed on the threshing floor to dry for two days.
I was just worrying about who to pick up by bike for the next two days when I heard the village radio loudspeaker sound.
The village party secretary's voice came from the other end of the loudspeaker: "If you need to thresh the grain, Shen Qingyue will drive it over for you. Please pack the grain in advance and tie up the bags."
This good news came out of the blue.
Shen Qingyue's car is a small one, so it's quick and convenient to go back and forth.
Shen Qingyue's car runs on gasoline, and no one dared to pay for it. Unexpectedly, she offered to lend it to him, and the villagers were delighted!
On the way, I saw the village chief and said, "Village chief, we are going to thresh the grain."
The village chief waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, this is better than previous years."
In the past, there were human-powered tricycles piled up like mountains.
We all have to suffer from heatstroke every year, but now we have Shen Qingyue to help us, so we can worry less.
The young and old men in the village all had a high opinion of Shen Qingyue. They all said that when Shen Qingyue needed people on the mountain, none of them would say a word.
Shen Qingyue took everyone there one by one. It would probably be ready in two days.
The village chief repeatedly warned them to hurry up and harvest, not to delay the autumn harvest for a small gain or loss, as that was the entire year's harvest.
Because of the village chief’s instructions, the loudspeaker was shouting loudly.
Although all the fields in the village are their own, their ancestors have lived here for eight generations and they are familiar with everyone. Whenever they see someone's fields have not been finished, they will rush in to help those who have finished.
After the rush to harvest, all the grain in the village was gathered together.
When we were busy, no one felt anything, but when we were free, we felt sore all over.
There were wounds all over his hands and waist.
The next day after harvesting, I felt the wind howling.
It was scorching hot just now, but it’s only been a few moments.
The weather is like a child's face, changing at any time.
Dark clouds also moved in.
I looked up at the sky, feeling a lingering fear. Fortunately, I listened to the village chief and rushed to harvest the crops. Is it going to rain heavily?
When Shen Qingyue returned home, the house was a little cold.
After a while, raindrops as big as beans began to fall, accompanied by whistling wind and flashes of lightning.
After three or five breaths, a loud thunder sounded.
Shen Qingyue's compound was crowded. It was even cooler after the rain, and since the autumn harvest was over, they were all here, chatting.
"Oh, it's only been two days and it's already dark."
"Rain like this will last at least two days."
I haven't seen such heavy raindrops in many years.
The crackling of thunder outside scared me a bit. It looked like the rain was not going to stop, so I waited for a while and then went home in the rain.
The children in the village are tough. While the adults are too busy hiding from the rain, the children go out into the wind and rain to play with the bubbles on the ground.
He won’t come back even when adults call him.
The angry parents ran out to catch the baby in the rain, and when they got home they were beaten with a broom and stewed with meat.
If I don't beat them up hard the first time, these kids will really be ungrateful.
Shen Qingyue quite likes this kind of heavy rain.
The heavy rain hitting the bricks and tiles sounds like a pleasant sound.
Soon, smoke started to rise outside.
The rain was so heavy. Fortunately, Shen Qingyue had built a drainage system in her yard. There was no water in the yard. If the threshold of her house was lower, the water in the yard would have flooded into her house.
The rain was pouring down, but by mid-afternoon the overcast sky began to clear up a bit. Everyone, worried about food, hurried home to check.
Outside the yard, someone was adding bricks and tiles to the roof to prevent it from raining inside.
The adults came out and the children came out too.
Shen Xiu went out for a while, and when she came back, she went to find a fishing net and said she would go to the creek to catch a few bags of fish.
The creek swelled after the rain and some fish washed ashore.
This is the best time to go fishing.
Shen Qingyue said: "I can't go. Let's have mutton hotpot tonight."
After the rain, the creek became particularly dangerous. The water plants in it grew taller and taller, and there were small undercurrents in the calm lake surface.
Shen Xiu said "oh".
The village chief put on a raincoat and went out. He had to pack up everything in the village. Nothing should be left in the yard.
As a result, the rain was light for a while, and then it got heavy again soon!
The window was open and the rain was blowing into the house. It was a bit cold these days, so I made a mutton hotpot.
He Zhengchen and his friends ate in the villa, while Shen Qingyue ate in the courtyard.
The school recently gave us a holiday for the autumn harvest, so it was rare for all the sisters to be here.
The mutton pot has no smell at all, and radish and potato are added to it, which makes it very nutritious.
The village chief's two sons hadn't returned. They were supposed to come back, but the village chief didn't want them, saying he'd rather hire someone and let his sons do other things.
The village chief doesn't have much land, so everyone can just help the village chief to reclaim it after they finish their own work.
Chen Mei knew that Aunt Dahua didn't like to cook, and seeing the rain was getting so annoying, she said, "Let's call Aunt Dahua and the village chief over for dinner!"
"Okay." Shen Qingyue agreed immediately.
"I'll go call them." Shen Mei went over.
Shen Xiu and Shen Panpan cleaned up the place again.
There was a lot of mutton stewed in the pot. Originally, there was only this one dish. Shen Qingyue also made a stir-fried vegetable and fried peanuts for the village chief.
He also asked someone to bring out sorghum wine.
The village chief and Aunt Dahua came in and said, "We are in for a treat today."
Aunt Dahua didn't treat them as outsiders. She scolded the village chief: "It's raining so hard, and you're still rushing out? Are you stupid?"
The village chief said, "I'm putting my things away. Oh, when I was at the village entrance, I saw that Zhoujia Village next door was still harvesting."
Aunt Dahua's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. "What? We said it was going to rain a long time ago, what are they thinking? What should we do?"
The village chief was also worried: "What else can we do? Let's heat the kang to dry it." We must not let it get moldy. Otherwise, all the food would be wasted. It was heartbreaking just thinking about it.
In the past, it was a large collective with cadres in charge. Now the land belongs to individuals, and there are always those who are disobedient and have their own ideas.
You have to go against everyone's experience!
Everyone sat down and started eating the mutton hotpot.
It's true, this mutton is from goats in Inner Mongolia. I got some good stuff from the recycling station and wanted to tell Shen Qingyue that it was only a little over a thousand pounds in total.
The people inside the recycling station had to get some, and the remaining 500 kilograms were bought home by Shen Qingyue.
The goat here is really good. The meat has fascia on it. It melts in your mouth when stewed. You can’t buy such a good goat even if you want to.
The radishes and carrots inside have absorbed enough soup and become sweet.
Take a large spoonful of soup, mash the carrots and potatoes, and add a few pieces of mutton to eat.
It smells so good!
And after taking a few bites, my stomach immediately felt warm and I no longer felt cold.
The rain outside was getting heavier, but Shen Qingyue's house was filled with fragrance and warmth.
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