Lian Xiaomin hurriedly said, "No! No, it's just a few steps away, I can walk back by myself. Uncle, go have breakfast and then go to work. Is your job good?"
"Well, it's pretty good. One time I was short of some supplies, so I went to find your friend and bought 500 kilograms of soybeans for our factory cafeteria."
Li Xianghai was hired by Lian Xiaomin to work as a purchasing agent at the cotton mill. Before leaving, Lian Xiaomin told him that if he needed anything, he could go to Sun Xuefeng's cousin Shen Chunqiao to buy things, as there were still some food and other things.
Wouldn't this help my uncle perform better at work and become director as soon as possible? It seems everything is going well.
After reporting that she was safe, Lian Xiaomin did not stay long and took her two children home.
Let's tidy up in the morning and go to work in the afternoon. After all, this is the autumn harvest, the top priority of the year.
He returned to his own yard, locked the door, and took Xiaofu and Xiaoya back to the bedroom to continue sleeping.
I cleaned the house first, wiping every place spotlessly clean, even the kang mat.
When she had nothing to do, she made a few kang mats, which were similar to mattresses. They could be put on the kang mat to make it softer and more comfortable for the kids to sit on and play.
After wiping the kang mat and taking out the cushion, the room was finally clean and bright again. The curtains were replaced with new ones and the old ones were thrown into the washing machine for cleaning.
Xiaofu and Xiaoya have not been allowed to go out recently. They have to pretend that they just had surgery and need to continue recuperating and not go out everywhere.
Especially now that Junjun and the little crybaby Guagua are here, even though the four kids don’t know how to play mahjong, it’s fun for them to play together in the space.
Children in rural areas are all like this, the older ones take care of the younger ones and play together in their own space.
Only after lunch did Lian Xiaomin leave home to go to work.
During the busy farming season, most people do not go home for lunch, but eat in the fields.
Each family sends one or two cooks back home to bring the cooked food here, thus saving time.
Lian Xiaomin arrived at her production team, carrying a thermos of mung bean soup and two aluminum lunch boxes filled with leek, egg and meat pies, which she brought for her aunt and others.
Lian Qiuping, Zhang Dacui and Yufang were sitting under a big tree a little away, watching the five little kids eat. They were also eating sorghum rice in their bowls. The only dish they had was some pickles.
Being able to eat sorghum rice is the best thing that can happen. Many people just eat two sweet potatoes and drink a bowl of cold water. This is only when they are tired from working during the autumn harvest when they can have something dry to eat.
Normally, it would be something like wild vegetable corn porridge with only the soup diluted.
"Xiaomin, didn't you take some rest? Are Xiaofu and the others at home?"
"Big Tsui, they're at home, I brought you some pies to try."
Lian Xiaomin opened the two lunch boxes and said that she had just made them, but in fact they were stored in the space. How could she have the ability to do that?
The five little kids each got a piece of pie and were chewing it hard with their little teeth.
The triplets are two years and eight months old. Each of them holds a piece of cake in their little hands and eats it with great relish.
The youngest child, Dun Dun, was one year and three months old. Lian Qiuping would feed him some of the stuffing by tearing small pieces of the pancake.
Everyone ate the pancakes. Originally they were only 60% full, but now they were all very full. They also drank the delicious mung bean soup. They were so happy.
During the afternoon work, Lian Xiaomin's team was responsible for harvesting corn in the cornfield.
Use sickles to cut the corn, place them neatly in one direction, and then work in groups. Some are responsible for transporting the corn, breaking the corn, and threshing the corn...
Although the work was hard, the enthusiasm of the production team members was high, and this scene was also a characteristic of this era.
Lian Xiaomin is very strong and is in charge of cutting corn. She swings the sickle very quickly. In fact, she still has a lot of energy left.
I saw a figure moving in the cornfield, raising his hand and cutting with a knife, and the golden corns fell down one by one.
She moved quickly, and soon, a large field of corn stalks lay behind her. In less than an hour, the field she was responsible for was almost harvested.
The other team members were not willing to be outdone. Under the leadership of team leader Xie Xuwei, they tried hard to catch up with Lian Xiaomin's progress. Although... they were sure to not catch up, they had to show their strength and refuse to admit defeat.
The sun was scorching and everyone's faces were covered in sweat, but no one stopped to rest.
Suddenly, Lian Xiaomin heard a scream.
She looked up and found that it was a team member not far from her who accidentally cut his hand.
Judging from his appearance, this person seems to be a newly arrived educated youth? I have never seen him before.
He is not very old, with a long face but bright eyes. He is of medium build and a bit thin. He is gentle and refined, a bit like Li Chuang.
A new batch of educated youth has arrived in the village? They have only been there for a short time and are not very good at working.
Such people are easily injured. The sickle is very sharp and one cut might hit their hands or calves.
She had just come back in the morning and hadn't had time to chat with Yufang or learn about the goings-on in the village.
Three "murder fugitives" had escaped from Sandaogou before and had never been caught.
Later, two more people who were sent down from the cowshed ran away. They were Zheng Ying and Sun Qingping, and they had caused quite a bit of trouble.
The latter two people were taken away by themselves. I don’t know what the public opinion in the village was after I left.
"Are you okay?" Lian Xiaomin asked the young man in a gray short-sleeved vest.
"It's okay, just a minor wound." The young man shook his head. Although his face was a little pale and sweat was dripping down his temples, he didn't care too much.
Lian Xiaomin saw a cut on the back of his hand, blood dripping from it, so she took out a piece of clean white cloth from her pocket and handed it to him, "Bandage it, don't let it get infected."
"Ah, thank you..." The other party took it, simply wrapped his hand around it, and said gratefully.
Lian Xiaomin smiled and said, "We are all on the same team, it's okay."
According to her observation, this male educated youth spoke with a muffled nasal voice and his face did not look very good. He might have a cold and was running a fever.
However, they were still gritting their teeth and working hard, looking quite strong-willed. She didn't say much and went back to continue working on her own area.
The production team members finally finished their work when the sun set.
The harvested corn had been taken away for threshing. Lian Xiaomin packed up her sickle, kettle, towel, lunch box and thermos, and was ready to leave with the basket.
The educated youth Lin Youshu was in the same group with him and came over to say hello.
"Master Lian, when did you come back? Is Xiaofu's illness healed? Hey, look at you, you have done the work of this large field, it's equivalent to the work of three of us!"
Lian Xiaomin smiled and said, "I came back this morning, so I'll be back to work this afternoon. Who dares not come for the autumn harvest?"
"...Xiaofu has been cured, but he needs to be taken care of for a while longer. Hey, are there any more educated youth coming to our village? I don't know that young man over there."
She pointed to the one whose hand was cut by the sickle.
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