The wind blew gently, and Yan Mingli grabbed the towel hanging around his neck and wiped the sweat off his face.
"There's a lot of dust in the fields, you should go up quickly." Especially when threshing rice, there was a lot of dust raised. It was the first time for the little girl to go to the fields, so he had to take good care of her.
"Then...Comrade Yan, keep going!" The little girl clenched her fist and waved at him.
"Well, I'll do my best!" The boy also clenched his fist and couldn't help but touch her little fist quickly.
"You can't be lazy!" The little girl shyly withdrew her hand, but still looked at him with forced calmness.
"I promise not to be lazy, Mo the scorekeeper." The young man smiled lightly, his eyebrows curved so much that Yang Feng, who had just come back from drinking water, couldn't bear to watch!
"You can't support your young wife if you're lazy." The little girl said softly with courage.
Cough cough cough... Yang Feng felt that his lungs were about to burst out from holding his breath.
He has already started calling her his wife. Boss Yan is worthy of being Boss Yan. He is steady, ruthless and accurate.
Wife? Yan Mingli's eyebrows couldn't help but bend even more brilliantly, and the smile at the corner of his lips was so dazzling that it was really fascinating.
"I'm working hard to save money so I can support myself as soon as possible."
"Hehe, come on, I'm rooting for you." The little girl happily jumped towards the path after receiving the boy's response.
Yang Feng, who had finally waited for Mo Yutong to leave, couldn't help but shiver in the hot wind. "Next time, stay away from me! I have goosebumps all over the floor."
"When are you going on a blind date?" After a blind date, you will have a partner and you won't tremble alone watching others.
"It should be the autumn harvest!" Yang Feng stood on tiptoe and looked around, but didn't see the shriveled little girl.
This is the autumn harvest, a collective labor of the brigade. As long as the entire brigade can walk, they must work together.
Those who harvest rice, hold rice, operate rice harvesters, move rice baskets, carry rice baskets, and dry rice all have very clear division of labor.
The little girl from the Mou family should have been assigned to the threshing ground to dry the grain. After all, there were mostly young girls and elderly women there.
"Don't look anymore, the person is definitely not here." Yan Mingli had rested enough, wiped the sweat off his face, bent down and continued to cut the rice.
"That's right, what are you looking at! Get to work!" Xiong Yuan quickly responded and continued to cut.
At least Yang Feng has his second aunt to arrange a marriage for him, but he can only bury his head and wait for God's blessing.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Mingli in front of him. Maybe one day he would also meet a girl who would fall in love with him at first sight!
Thinking of the girl who was being raised by his mother-in-law in some unknown home, Xiong Yuan suddenly felt full of energy. He wielded the knife so quickly, fiercely and accurately that every blow cut through the straw.
Finally it was twelve o'clock and the whistle for the end of work sounded on time. The members breathed a sigh of relief, stuck their cutters into the ground, and all shouted as they walked home in groups of three or five.
Ordinary militiamen guarded the rice fields and threshing grounds to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to steal tools and rice.
After the rice is dried, it needs to be fanned with a windmill to blow away the chaff and rice husks. After all, it will be handed over to the country, so it must be clean.
These days, we must first protect the state's interests, then the collective's. The remaining distribution will first be used to protect the farmers who go to the city to participate in construction, and finally the remaining ones will be used to protect the farmers who stay on this land to cultivate it.
After working hard for the whole morning, Mo Yutong decided to bring out a plate of shrimp dumplings from Yunjiao Shop.
"What's cooking?" Yan Mingli looked up at the smell and straightened up from in front of the stove.
"Shrimp dumplings, dumplings filled with shrimp, especially Chengcheng and Xueer, should be eaten more, it's good for the body." Mo Yutong said as he put the dumplings into the pot.
"Yutong! You are so nice to me, I am really scared..." Yan Mingli walked to her side, looked at her focused eyes, and couldn't help but hugged her from behind.
"Are you afraid that I will leave you?" Mo Yutong looked back at the young man standing close to her and gently pecked him on the lips.
"Yes! I'm the child of one of the five categories of people. My father was the principal of a primary school. Nine years ago, he was labeled a "high hat" and died not long after. Seven years ago, my mother was... They all scolded her, saying she was... Six years ago, my mother died after giving birth to my younger brother and sister."
Yan Mingli looked at her intently, afraid that he would see contempt, disdain or disgust in her eyes, but there was none.
The little girl had a pout and red eyes. After pouring half a bucket of water into the pot, she turned around and hugged him, gently kissing his lips again and again, her eyes full of heartache and pity.
"Brother Li, it's okay. In the future you will have me and more people who love you. We will always be with you."
"Yutong, will it really last forever?" Yan Mingli hugged her tightly and couldn't help but kiss her back again and again.
"Brother Li, I will, always, for a lifetime. One minute less, one second less, and it won't be a lifetime." Mo Yutong's bright eyes were fixed on her boy, wishing she could give him everything she could.
"Yutong!" Holding his beloved little girl, Yan Mingli's heart was filled with emotion.
"Brother Li, you have to believe that no matter what happens, I will not leave you." Mo Yutong soothed the boy's slightly uneasy heart, buried her head in his chest and whispered gently.
"Well! The dumplings are cooked." Yan Mingli's heart returned to peace.
"Hurry up and pick it up." Mo Yutong quickly left his warm embrace, smoothed the hair at her temples, and urged with a blushing face.
"Listen to Sister Yutong." Having received such a big promise, Yan Mingli was filled with joy at the moment, and his movements of scooping dumplings were filled with joy.
Seeing him leave, Mo Yutong smiled and took out a bowl from the cupboard, filled it with half a bowl of dipping sauce, and then carried the bowl and chopsticks out of the kitchen.
The moment a large bowl full of shrimp dumplings was served on the table, Yan Mingxue's eyes widened. The plump white dumplings in the bowl exuded a fragrance she had never smelled before.
Mo Yutong first scooped five into each of the two children's bowls, and then began to scoop for the boy and himself.
Each shrimp dumpling is filled with a whole shrimp. When you take a bite, it smells so good that everyone can't help but squint their eyes.
"Sister, what's the meat in here? It's delicious." Yan Mingxue's version of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" is online.
"This is shrimp meat, sent by my sister's sixth brother. Children will become smarter and healthier after eating it." Mo Yutong began to use the universal excuse of packaging.
Anyway, the package sent by Sixth Brother is not small, so how would others know what is inside.
"Sister, I want to eat two more." Upon hearing this, Yan Mingxue quickly held the bowl in front of Mo Yutong with both hands.
"Okay!" Mo Yutong immediately scooped two more for her, and added two more to Yan Mingcheng's bowl.
"Thank you, sister!" Yan Mingcheng curled up the corners of his lips happily as he ate the delicious dumplings.
"How about I take them with me when I go to work next time?" Anyway, she is a scorekeeper and does not need to work in the fields, so it is not a problem at all for her to take two children with her.
"Brother, is it okay?" Yan Mingxue was extremely happy to hear that she could go out, and looked at Yan Mingli with anticipation.
"Okay!" Since the little girl proposed it, she must have thought it through, and he would definitely agree with it.
"Brother, that's great!" Yan Mingxue cheered.
Yan Mingcheng curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled even more happily.
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