The early morning sunlight shines into the house through the crack in the door.
Chi Xingyue opened his eyes and saw that it was already bright outside. He knew that his family had all gone to the foot of the mountain.
She slowly got dressed, got out of bed, washed, and tied her hair.
After finishing my work, I opened the door of the west room and saw that the sun was shining brightly, a rare sight today.
Hanging in the upper east side, it casts a warm and slightly hot light.
Chi Xingyue basked in the sun for a while, then went to the small kitchen, where Baozhu had left some food for her.
"Let me see, what are we having for dinner today?"
When I lifted the lid of the pot, I saw a bowl of tofu pudding warming next to the stove.
Chi Xingyue brought it out through cotton cloth and ate it heartily along with the meat buns in the steamer.
Then start making the soup.
It’s sunny today, so Chi Xingyue decided to make some herbal tea.
The water is the spiritual spring water from the space, and the tea is the tea bag prepared by Doctor Cheng, which has the effect of cooling down and relieving heat.
Herbal tea is brewed very quickly, but no one wants to drink hot tea in such hot weather.
Now the most important thing is to let it cool.
Speaking of this, I have to thank space.
There is a huge refrigerator in the kitchen, which contains a lot of frozen mineral water and ice packs.
It’s a pity that the clay pot just taken off the fire cannot come into contact with ice, otherwise it will explode.
Chi Xingyue was not in a hurry and just let it cool down naturally.
Wait until it is no longer hot and place the clay pot in the copper basin.
Take out a few ice packs from the space, open them, and pour them around the crock pot.
In this way, when the ice melts into water, the herbal tea inside will be the same as if it had been chilled.
When Erzhu came to get the cold tea, he just thought Chi Xingyue used well water to chill it and didn't suspect anything.
He smiled and said, "Second Young Master's wife has worked hard. In two days, we will have finished collecting it."
Chi Xingyue nodded and asked him to drive slowly.
He waited until no one was out of sight before leaving the small kitchen.
Turn over the wheat ears lying in the yard, then take protective measures and go into the shed to collect Ganoderma lucidum powder.
That's right, the Ganoderma lucidum is ripe, and a batch has already been sent to Zhou's army.
The price offered was good, but unfortunately Ganoderma lucidum was almost useless in treating trauma, so the military doctors only purchased a small amount.
Chi Xingyue was not in a hurry. He and Ling Jiheng visited all the medicine shops in Yunrou County and sold another batch.
I also went to the Bai and Liu families to ask. Those two families were quite interested and bought more than a dozen flowers.
Among the last few that were left, they picked out the ones that looked healthy and vigorous, and asked Yin Bao and Ling San to send them to the provincial capital to be sold.
As for those crooked and broken melons and jujubes, I kept them for my own use. It was enough to break even anyway, and the family didn't need that little money.
Chi Xingyue swept the Ganoderma lucidum powder into a small porcelain bowl and put it into the space.
Then he watered them with some spiritual spring water, hoping that the little guys would grow taller and make more contributions to him.
After finishing my work, I sat under the pomegranate tree to bask in the sun.
The sunlight passed through the dense branches, leaving spots of light.
Chi Xingyue squinted his eyes in enjoyment, took out a plate of lychees from the space, and started eating them wantonly.
***
Maybe it was God's blessing that it didn't rain during the wheat harvest.
However, the sun only appeared for one morning and then disappeared.
Chi Xingyue shook his head, feeling it was a pity.
However, I was more concerned about the wheat ears on the ground, fearing that a thunderstorm would come and destroy the fruits of months of hard work.
Fortunately, it was all her overthinking.
It was cloudy and didn't rain until the harvest was over.
However, the highlight is yet to come.
Freshly harvested wheat is moist and weighs well, but it cannot be stored well.
They are usually exposed to high temperatures to remove excess moisture before being bagged and stored.
But now, the temperature is not high enough and there is no sunshine. What should I do?
Rely on the wind?
It seems this is the only option.
The Ling family occupied every corner of the large brick and tile house and covered it with wheat ears covered with straw.
It creaks when you step on it, and if you're not careful, the hem of your skirt will get caught.
You know, the thorns are very sharp, and Wan Chunqin repeatedly warned children not to play on them.
But how could Ling Mingyue and Ling Minghao resist such temptation? They ran out to play when no one was paying attention.
I was running around on the wheat ears with the children in the village, and I accidentally fell down.
The thorn pierced Ling Mingyue's little face deeply, and he cried out "Wow".
Ling Minghao was so scared that his legs went limp, but he still ran home and called Grandpa Cheng for help.
When the old lady saw him coming back from outside, still looking pale, she hurriedly asked what had happened.
The little guy was a little scared, but he still explained the whole story logically and clearly.
Hearing about the bleeding, Ling rushed out and soon arrived at the scene.
When I saw Ling Mingyue's little face, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Pull out the thorns, pat his little head, tell him not to be afraid, and then carry him home.
Doctor Cheng was waiting at the door. After carefully examining his face, he said unhappily, "Come back later and it will scab over.
You're lucky, you just missed it by a tiny bit. If your eyeballs were injured, I wouldn't be able to restore your sight."
Geng Suhua felt a little scared and hugged her eldest grandson in her arms, feeling comforted.
As for Ling Minghao, he was naturally the one held accountable.
Wan Chunqin looked at the little figure kneeling on the ground, feeling extremely distressed but helpless.
The old lady treated everyone equally and asked Ling Mingyue to kneel down as well.
Ask him: "I have repeatedly told you why you didn't obey?"
Ling Mingyue hung his head, silent, and still feeling a little aggrieved.
Chi Xingyue could understand.
Children are naturally playful. When she was little, she even crawled through a pile of straw.
But the old lady was giving a lecture, and she, as a junior, didn't dare to interrupt.
Besides, it’s just about ten minutes of kneeling, which is not a big deal.
***
On June 25th, Chi Xingyue woke up from his sleep and felt that the room was dark.
I opened the window and saw that it was cloudy. The clouds were still black.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew and Chi Xingyue hurriedly closed the window.
I found a few more willow leaves and some sand on the ground.
I called Baozhu to come and clean up, but before she finished, she heard crackling sounds.
Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the ground and forming black spots.
Then the small black dots connected to form a wide surface of water, which then meandered towards the low-lying areas.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Baozhu was trapped in the west room and couldn't get out.
Chi Xingyue gave her a handful of melon seeds, and the two of them sat at the door, listening to the rain and eating melon seeds.
After a while, Ling Jiheng came back from outside.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, my shoulders, cuffs and shoes were all wet.
He handed the oil-paper umbrella to Baozhu, who bowed and left.
Ling Jiheng took off his wet clothes and said to Chi Xingyue, "The government has issued a notice that 40% of the land tax must be paid this year."
It is 10% more than in previous years, and people have to tighten their belts and diet again.
Although Chi Xingyue sighed, there was nothing he could do.
Ling Jiheng and I calculated the family’s food reserves and decided to go to the county one day to “buy” some food to store.
Time passed little by little, and the rain lasted for three days.
Everyone in Qingshan Village said that the grain was harvested in a timely manner. If they had waited a few more days, the crops would have been flooded in the fields.
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