Chapter 225 224: Depend on the sky for food
Yang Chunyan felt that what Zhou Yiding said was absolutely right. In her previous life, Cai Ermei blamed Huaian, saying that he forced them to go together. Who is he blaming this time?
Zhou Yiding asked Yang Chunyan to look at Dahei's legs. "It's much better today. He can stand up and walk a few steps."
Yang Chunyan looked at it and said, "Keep it tied up for a few more days, and then take the splint off when it gets better."
Zhou Huaian brought the dogs to Zhou Yiding and said, "Look, my Wangcai and Laifu will be raised by your two masters from now on."
Zhou Yiding looked at the dogs, opened their mouths and took a look. "They look good, but the name, Wangcai Laifu, is that too unfashionable?"
Zhou Huaian proudly picked up Wangcai and said, "Your child is still too young to know what a good earthy name is. Look at Wangcai, Laifu. When wealth is prosperous, good fortune will come. How wonderful!"
Zhou Yiding curled his lips, "Tsk tsk! I'm impressed, you can even blow the dog's name!"
Zhou Huaian: "Forget it, you don't understand. We brought some pork belly, let your sister-in-law make something delicious."
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At the foot of the mountain, Zhou's mother saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and she worriedly said, "It's raining so hard, Laoyao and Chunyan should be here by now, right?"
Zhang Xiuxiang came out with a hoe in hand, "They are fast and should have arrived long ago."
Mother Zhou nodded and took the hoe. "It's good to be there. I was just worried that we would be stuck in the woods due to the rain. That would be troublesome."
Zhao Huifang and Li Qiuyue came out with bamboo hats and hoes, "Let's go, the rain is getting heavier, the water in the vegetable field may flood the vegetable seedlings."
Zhou's mother nodded, took the hat and put it on, and the four of them, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, carried hoes and walked towards the back mountain in the rain.
Arriving at the back of the mountain, Li Qiuyue looked at the corn stalks that were blown down with worry and said loudly, "Mom, the corn stalks are blown down, and the millet in the field must be ruined too."
"If God wants to punish us, what can we do?" Zhou's mother sighed, "Let's clear the furrows first. Your old man and the others must have gone to the fields."
Zhou's father and the old man took their children and grandchildren to the earthen kiln. They hurriedly held straw mats and walked to the rows of bricks and tiles. They spread the straw mats and covered the newly made bricks and tiles and the half-dried bricks and tiles.
Liu the kiln craftsman and his son also helped. After a while, they finally covered all the bricks and tiles.
The old man looked at the corn stalks that were blown here and there and sighed: "God is not giving us food. The corn has just started to fill with grain. After a strong wind and heavy rain, I wonder how many rice plants will be blown down?"
Potter Liu also frowned, "Yes, with such a strong wind, a lot of rice will probably be blown down. We can only go to the fields to support the rice stalks."
Father Zhou suppressed his anxiety and comforted him, "Old man, it's already like this, there's no point in worrying. You wait here until the rain stops and then go back. Huairong and I will go to the fields to check on them."
Zhou Huairong hurriedly said, "Old man, you and grandpa stay here, we'll go to the field to drain the water. The millet has really fallen, so we can only wait until the wind and rain stop before we go again."
Potter Liu also advised: "Yes, let the young ones go. The old ones are not flexible enough and it will be troublesome if they fall."
The three Zhou Huairong brothers picked up their hats and hoes and rushed into the rain and fog.
The cold rain hits the exposed arms, making people feel chilled. Walking on the slippery dirt road, the mud quickly sticks to the soles of the shoes. The sound under the feet is also sticky, and the ears are filled with the sound of the rain.
The three brothers braved the rain and went to the rice fields below, only to see that the rice stalks in several fields had been blown down by the wind, and that some people were already clearing the ditches in the rain.
They walked all the way to a few small fields at the foot of the mountain. They didn't see any millet blown down by the wind, and the three brothers breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that the fields were full of water, the three of them picked up their hoes and worked separately. After clearing the ditches, they hurried to the fields by the river.
When they arrived at the river, they saw fields full of fallen grains. The three brothers became increasingly worried.
Holding his straw hat in one hand and holding a hoe in the other, he walked silently against the wind and rain as he worked towards the four acres of fields by the river.
When I arrived at my own four acres of land, I found that there were only two acres of rice fields. The millet in the center was blown down in a few places by the wind, but none of them were serious. The past few fields were particularly badly collapsed, and all the rice in the middle of the field fell down.
Zhou Huaijun said thankfully: "Brother, we only took the two plots of land near the river."
Zhou Huairong and his partner were also very happy. “Hurry up and dig the gap. When the rain stops, we will use rice stalks to support the rice.”
"Oh!" The three brothers started working separately.
More and more people came to the edge of the field. Zhou Huairong wiped the rain off his face and said loudly to the two men, "Third father and eldest father's family are nearby. Let's go over and help them dig out the gap."
When they arrived at the fields of the two families, they saw that the rice in the fields near the main road had not fallen over very badly. After helping them dig out the water holes, the three brothers walked back.
When he met Aunt Zhou and Aunt Zhou who were carrying hoes, he hurriedly stopped them and said loudly: "The millet in your fields is not flat..."
Aunt Zhou San heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. "Then let's go back and prepare the straw ropes first."
Aunt Zhou, who looked much older, thanked the three brothers gratefully: "Huai Rong, thank you for your help."
Aunt Zhou glanced at her and felt that her personality was two extremes. When her family conditions were better than theirs, every time she saw their two families, she would look arrogant and domineering.
Now that his family has fallen on hard times, he's trying to fawn on others and try to please them. It's so boring to watch!
Zhou Huairong said politely: "It's not a bother, it's just a matter of convenience."
The two brothers walked back carrying their hoes. Zhou Huaijun said, "Brother, I'll go talk to the old man. You go back and ask mom to prepare straw ropes. When the rain stops, go and help with the rice stalks."
Zhou Huairong nodded, "Tell Grandpa about Dad and the others' situation, so he won't worry."
The heavy rain lasted for more than an hour before it stopped. It was drizzling down, and the rain, fog and rain threads were intertwined. Even the houses and trees in the distance could not be seen clearly. It seemed that the only sound of rustling rain was left in the world.
Zhou Huairong and several others carried straw to two fields by the river, tied the straw around their waists, and after going into the fields, they tied the necks of the rice ears together with straw ropes, taking 3 to 6 nests of rice as a unit.
Zhao Huifang said thankfully: "Fortunately, the rice has filled up, otherwise we would have to cut the green rice and take it home to feed the pigs."
"A reduction in production is inevitable." Zhang Xiuxiang looked across the river, "Look, the Fangtian Brigade has dumped a lot of millet."
Zhao Huifang said: "In the first year of the household contract responsibility system, so many acres of rice were destroyed. I wonder if some public grain will be reduced or exempted?"
Zhou Huairong: "It depends on whether the brigade secretary will go to the higher authorities to find someone."
Several people braved the rain to pick up the fallen rice. It was already dark, and on the way back, they saw that many people were still in the fields.
I don't know when the old man and Zhou's father arrived. They were helping Zhou Dahe's family and Zhou Dachun's family respectively to support the fallen grain.
After seeing this, Zhou Huairong and others hurried down to help.
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