When harvesting wheat, it is usually the hottest time of the year. Zhao Pengbo and Zhao Pengle, both wearing old clothes and covered in dirt and sweat, were carrying wheat.

These are not wheat, these are their tuition and living expenses for next year.

Her eldest aunt Li Hongyan has been instilling in her children since they were young that their family is poor and if anyone does not study hard, they will have to come back and farm.

Zhao Pengbo and Zhao Pengle have studied very hard since they were young. If their grades were bad and they were not among the top three, they would be slapped twice, made to stand in the corner and not allowed to eat.

Although Li Hongyan is uneducated, she has great hopes for her sons. She hopes they can study hard, change their fate, and not stay in the countryside and continue farming.

Farmers have no money to earn from farming, their work is dirty and tiring, and they are looked down upon by others.

Li Yutong admires her aunt for this, and she also admires her for another thing, which is the various expenses such as tuition, books and living expenses.

As long as Zhao Pengbo and Zhao Pengle want it, we will definitely get it. If they say that there is no money at home, we will spend less.

Li Hongyan would immediately say: "Whether the family has money or not is none of your business. Your task is to study hard. You don't have to worry about anything else."

So, when Li Yutong couldn't afford the tuition, and the teacher asked her to go back to get the tuition while in class, she knew she couldn't get the tuition, so she hid by the river and didn't dare go home; when she had tofu dishes for three cents in the morning, she asked the kitchen lady to give her more soup, and she ate the vegetables in the morning and soaked dry buns with the remaining cold soup at noon; when she had no clothes or shoes to wear, she stepped on her mother Liu Lanxiang's shoes that were two sizes bigger, and walked around the school in her mother's baggy and old clothes, and was laughed at and excluded.

Zhao Pengbo and Zhao Pengle have never had this feeling.

They never worried about money, and even if their clothes were not the best, they were still a hundred times better than hers. Sometimes when they arrived in Lijia Village, she would feel inferior when she met them. Zhao Pengbo even looked down on his poor and stupid cousins ​​from his uncle's family.

People who have never seen the world find everything strange and don't quite understand anything. Isn't that stupid?

Li Yutong looked at Zhao Pengbo and Zhao Pengle, thought for a while, moved the bicycle aside, and helped take down the shovel and dustpan on the bicycle.

Even though she is a girl, her father Li Hongwei never thought of her as a girl. He only let her do housework at home, such as moving sand and bricks. Can't she move them? Wouldn't it be possible if she moved less?

She was tanned when she was young. She followed her mother to work in the fields. The villagers she met said, "Why do you bring your child to the fields in such hot weather? She is the one who needs the work she does."

Her mother Liu Lanxiang said: "Farmers, everyone works this way, and every bit counts."

In the entire Lijia Village, she and her younger sister Li Yuhan were the only ones who were forced to work in the fields since childhood.

If the family still grows wheat, she would be doing the same kind of work now, picking wheat in the fields, helping to thresh wheat in the wheat field, and holding bags. Her father Li Hongwei would sleep in the wheat field in the middle of the night in case it rains.

Just thinking about it is stressful.

"Mom, why are you here?" Li Hongyan came out with a towel on her head to prevent wheat thorns and sand from falling into her hair. When she saw her mother Chen Xiaoying, she was stunned for a moment.

"I have something to talk to you about." Chen Xiaoying looked at her son-in-law Zhao Faliang who came out from behind her.

Since the person was standing in front of him, it was not good to pretend that he didn't see it, so Zhao Faliang also called out, "Mom."

Having said that, he went back to work.

Li Hongyan hurried over to help. A bag of wheat weighed at least 100 kilograms, and it was difficult for Zhao Faliang to carry it by himself.

Chen Xiaoying watched her daughter and son-in-law busy at work. She was also used to hard work, so she helped to unload the farm tools from the tricycle and moved what needed to be moved.

"Mom, don't move. You've made your clothes dirty." Li Hongyan looked at the clean clothes her mother was wearing. The material was obviously good and must be expensive. She also helped her with the work.

For several years, she always thought that her mother looked down on her because she was rich. But now, she almost cried when she saw that her mother still cared about her.

But I can't bear to see her suffer, so why can't I give her some money to spend?

"I am also an old farmer. I have nothing to fear from doing some work. I just wash my clothes when they get dirty," said Chen Xiaoying.

After unloading the things from the tricycle, the food was put into the house, the tools were placed against the wall under the eaves, and the tricycle was driven to the side corner. Everyone was washing their faces in the washbasin.

"Pengbo, go into the house and bring out two watermelons and cut them up for everyone to eat." Li Hongyan wiped her face and called her second son Zhao Pengbo to get the watermelons.

Every year when the wheat is harvested, the watermelons are almost ripe. Li Hongyan grows several watermelons herself and keeps them in the house, specially prepared to be eaten when the wheat is harvested.

Li Hongyan is very thrifty. The watermelons sold outside are very expensive, so she planted more than a dozen trees at home. The big watermelons she produced could not be eaten up in one summer.

Watermelon soaked in cool well water is refreshing and can relieve summer heat.

After cutting open the green skin and red soil, the black watermelon seeds looked very plump. There were not as many watermelon varieties as in later generations. They tasted very sweet, but you had to keep spitting out the seeds.

"Xiao Yu, you should eat too, eat more." Li Hongyan can be enthusiastic when she wants to.

She really looks like a real aunt who is extremely kind to her niece.

In an instant, that warm face can make you forget all the bad things she has done to you in the past.

Chen Xiaoying, as a grandmother, couldn't help but ask Zhao Pengbo and Zhao Pengle about their study and life: "Is the study pressure in college high? Is the condition of your school good? How many people share a dormitory?"

"It's so hot, are there fans in the dorms?"

Zhao Pengbo hummed: "That's it."

Zhao Pengle said: "The conditions at my school are not good. I live on the first floor, which is very humid. The toilet is at the end of the corridor. The smell is very strong in the summer, but there is nothing we can do about it."

"It's really hard work," said Chen Xiaoying.

But she didn't say anything else. In her eyes, it was still the old-fashioned idea that you go to school to study, not to enjoy life. Studying hard is the first priority, and paying attention to food and clothing is putting the cart before the horse.

Especially for a child born in the countryside, who has suffered so much, yet is still short of this.

Li Yutong asked something else: "Are the people in your dormitory easy to get along with? What are they like?"

She was in college at that time, and there were girls in her dormitory with particularly good conditions. Her monthly living expenses were 150 yuan, while others' monthly living expenses were 1500 yuan. She organized everyone in the dormitory to go out to restaurants every now and then, and the other people in the dormitory didn't want to take advantage of her, so everyone took the initiative to offer to share the meal expenses.

As a result, after two sessions, Li Yutong didn't want to go anymore. After going a few times, she had to eat cold water and steamed buns for the remaining half a month. She was very hungry.

If she didn't go, she would seem special. The girl felt as if she had been unintentionally excluded and took the initiative to talk to her. But, what could she say?