Sharpening the sickles does not delay the wheat harvest. A few days ago, Du Shouquan arranged for people to sharpen all the sickles piled up in the warehouse, and they are now in great use.
When Jiang Yunshu first started cutting, her hands were a little unfamiliar and she almost cut her feet, but she soon got used to it, bending over and cutting the wheat without even raising her head.
Unable to bear the bending of her waist any longer, she straightened up slowly, then continued to bend over to cut the wheat. Jiang Yunshu's clothes were all wet, and her right hand was full of blisters from being rubbed by the sickle. She frowned in pain, but she refused to stop and rest for a while.
The other team members did the same, not daring to stop, and were all working in the dark. At this moment, the Red Flag Brigade was united. Except for the old man who was lying in bed and unable to get out, everyone else came over.
The baby, who was still in swaddling clothes and couldn't walk, felt uneasy leaving him at home, so I tied him to my back with a rope. He didn't cry or make a fuss and was very well-behaved.
Children aged three or four, who knew nothing, squatted behind the adults to pick up the wheat ears that fell on the ground, while those who were older helped to pull the wheat.
If it is going to rain, the wheat cannot be piled up in the fields and must be pulled back to the granary.
No one was lazy. Even those team members who were used to cheating worked diligently because they were afraid of going hungry if they couldn't harvest enough food.
When the day breaks, the team members are still working hard. When they are hungry, they eat the steamed buns they brought from home and swallow them with cold water. After eating, they continue to work. When they are sleepy and want to sleep, they hit themselves and stop only when they wake up.
After a night of hard work, the team members only managed to harvest about ten acres of wheat. The granary was already full, so Du Shouquan asked the team members to empty out the sleeping room to store the grain.
The air was still hot and humid, and the sky was gloomy with no sun visible. Only then did the team members realize that what the captain said was true, and it was indeed going to rain.
Knowing this, the team members didn't even go to the toilet. They started working with all their might, fearing that if they were a step slower, the rain would come and destroy the crops in the fields.
The team members did not close their eyes for a whole day and night. At around five or six in the afternoon, a strong wind blew.
Immediately afterwards, raindrops as big as beans began to fall, getting heavier and heavier. It was as if the sky had opened up and rain was pouring down on the earth.
The team members who were busy working in the fields were unable to open their eyes due to the rain. It was no longer suitable for them to continue working. Du Shouquan also knew this. Fearing that something might happen to the team members, he shouted to everyone to go home quickly.
None of the team members listened to him and rushed to harvest in the fields crying.
The seventy-year-old great uncle knelt on the ground, holding the wet wheat ears that had fallen from the rain in his hands, and cried, "God, can't you leave us ordinary people a way to survive? You are forcing us to death..."
The team members were also feeling bad and covered their faces and cried. They had thought there would be a good harvest this year, but who knew they would be hit by a natural disaster again.
How are they supposed to survive when there is no more food at home?
There was a lot of crying. Affected by them, Jiang Yunshu's eyes were red. He pursed his lips and said nothing.
At this moment, she felt the insignificance of human beings in the face of nature.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of stopping. If it continued like this, even the strongest body would not be able to withstand it. If you get gonorrhea, you need to see a doctor, and seeing a doctor costs money. The team members couldn't even get enough to eat, so how could they have any money left to go to the hospital?
For the sake of the team members' health, Du Shouquan ordered everyone to go back, and as for the great uncle who fainted from crying, Du Shouquan found a few people to carry him back home.
After everyone left, this man who always appeared strong in front of outsiders looked at the wheat lying in the water in front of him, crying breathlessly, and it was hard to tell whether the water on his face was rain or tears.
Jiang Yunshu sneezed repeatedly on the way home. Guessing that she had caught a cold, she returned home, locked the door, went into the space, took a comfortable hot bath, and quickly made herself a cup of Sanjiu Cold Relief.
After taking the cold medicine, Jiang Yunshu finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the bed to sleep.
She was almost dying of sleep after not sleeping for a day and a night. If this happened a few more times, she might die suddenly and go to the underworld to meet her grandparents in advance.
When Jiang Yunshu woke up, it was already the next morning. It was still raining outside, and the thunder rumbled one after another. The lightning and thunder were so scary that it was pitch black in the room.
Jiang Yunshu simply stayed in the space and didn't come out. She hadn't eaten properly for two days and two nights and her stomach was rumbling. She decided to go all out. Since she had nothing to do anyway, she simply made hot pot in the space.
Duck intestines, tripe, beef rolls, fish roe lucky bags, tribute vegetables...all the meats and vegetables she likes are available.
Just thinking about the wheat outside being drenched by the rain, Jiang Yunshu couldn't feel happy at all.
Ripe wheat will become moldy and spoil if it is exposed to rain. There is so much wheat in the fields that has not been harvested yet. You can imagine how serious the disaster is for the team.
But she couldn't help. The more times have passed, the more people have to learn to be selfish. The horror of human nature is beyond the imagination of the brain. When it comes to life and death, people are selfish.
Space is the foundation of her life, and she cannot expose any of it. Even if her space has enough food to last for several lifetimes, she cannot give it out to them.
Not only could she not provide them with food, but she herself had to maintain an image of poverty outside.
Jiang Yunshu only loves herself at all times.
Not only was the Red Flag Brigade gloomy, the entire northern Henan region was unable to escape the heavy rain, and the rain did not stop until three days later.
As soon as the rain stopped, the team members couldn't wait to pick up their sickles and go to work in the fields. When they arrived, they all cried.
The water in the depression was more than a foot deep, and the wheat was soaked in the water and was about to emerge. Although they had been prepared, when they saw the wheat soaked in water with their own eyes, they still found it hard to accept that their hard work for more than half a year was wasted.
Du Shouquan's eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Why are you crying? Cheer up and save the crops. We can't let them rot in the fields."
The team members wiped away their tears, went home to get baskets, took off their shoes, and walked barefoot in the more than a foot deep water to pull the wheat heads.
The wet clothes stuck to their bodies and were not comfortable at all. In the end, the female team members wore shorts and short-sleeved shirts, while the male team members were shirtless and worked in their pants.
The sun at noon was very strong, and people could faint from the heat. But the part below the knees was soaked in water, and the feeling was so uncomfortable that it was hard to describe.
Fortunately, Jiang Yunshu brought a hat to work today, otherwise her face would have been sunburned.
I still have to eat in the fields. I am busy from morning to night and don’t get home until very late at night. All in all, I can sleep less than four hours a day.
Jiang Yunshu, with black eyes, persisted for half a month before he finally collected the wheat soaked in water from the field.
However, this does not mean the end.
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