June wheat milling
Everyone got the money, Hu Yufeng clapped her hands and said:
"Okay, now that we have the money, you can keep it for yourself or let someone else take it. But there is one thing: the money distributed to you today is all earned by us from setting up the stall. We earn money as a family and spend it as a family. If I find out that someone is showing off outside or bragging about family matters and causing our business to fail, that person will be a traitor to our family and will not get any share of the monthly salary from now on."
She looked into Qin Shengtian's eyes. Qin Shengtian was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of having money to spend. Seeing this, he immediately promised: "I won't tell anyone. I won't tell anyone who asks me."
Hu Yufeng observed quietly for a few days, and when she saw that Qin Shengtian only bought some instant noodles with the money, she felt relieved.
The rape flowers fall and the wheat flowers flutter.
The ordinary days of an ordinary farmer's family slowly roll forward as they work from sunrise to sunset and rest from sunset to sunrise.
In the blink of an eye, it is time to harvest wheat.
Except for two days of delivering fried dough twists to Lao Fang, all other stalls were closed and the whole family devoted themselves to the plan of grabbing wheat.
Lao Qin's family has a total of 24 acres of fertile land. This year, they planted 6 acres of rapeseed, 6 acres of corn, and 10 acres of wheat.
The harvest was good this year. The wheat was bundled and brought back to dry for a few days. Qin Wenli rubbed the husk and put it in his mouth. It made a crunching sound and was ready to be ground.
This year, Hu Yufeng asked Qin Wenzhen to drive her tricycle. Time is money. Compared with making money, being angry with your sister-in-law is just a thing of the past.
The villagers have to cooperate with each other to grind wheat.
Qin Wenli and his wife are willing to put in the effort when they go to other people's homes to help. Many people came to help the Qin family during the battle.
This is the most hopeful day of the year for farmers. Hu Yufeng smiled and called out loudly to those who came to help.
The Qin family’s threshing ground covers a large area.
Just after seven in the morning, the threshing floor was bustling with activity.
The men carried three or four bundles of dried wheat in each hand and threw them in a circle around the threshing floor. The women neatly untied and spread out the bundles.
After all, there is strength in numbers. Just after eight o'clock, the first field of wheat was fully spread out, waiting for the "booming cart" with the roller to enter.
Qin Wen was driving his go-kart around and around, threshing the crops.
Wait until the top layer of wheat grains is almost peeled off. The crowd then picked up the compacted wheat straw with forks, shook it, turned it over, and turned up the lower part that was touching the ground and ground it again.
After two times, the wheat grains were completely threshed.
Then everyone picked up the straw and pushed it aside, swept up the wheat grains and piled them in the middle, and it was time for halftime.
Hu Yufeng brought out some big hemp twists and poured some specially bought orange powder for everyone.
Everyone praised his good craftsmanship, no wonder he could set up a stall at the market.
When the machine came in, Yang Xiu washed her hands and went to the kitchen to prepare.
This meal was steamed buns and fried vegetables. The old lady had no strength in her arms, so she started the fire early and prepared the vegetables.
Yang Xiu is very strong. Yang Xiu had a full basin of leavened dough and let her shape it into balls and flatten it. One by one, white flour buns were put into the steamer, covered with a lid, and two bricks were placed on the lid.
The old lady kept pulling the bellows, making the firewood burn. Wait for the steam to rush out along the edge of the pot. After steaming for half an hour, open the lid and you will see the plump white steamed buns against the backdrop of the steam, which is very pleasing to the eye.
There were many people today, so Yang Xiu and the old lady steamed two pots of steamed buns and cooked two large pots of cowpea porridge.
Qin Yu rushed in, pulled Yang Xiu and said, "My dad asked you to cook!"
Two plates of shredded potatoes, the new potatoes in the field are just the right size to eat. Soak the vermicelli and cabbage and stir-fry them. The cucumbers in the field are ready to eat, so I picked some and made two plates. There are still a few pieces of pickled pork, which I cut into pieces and stir-fry with black beans.
After Yang Xiu had set the table and put the chopsticks on it, Hu Yufeng hurriedly invited everyone to sit at the table.
The women's topics revolved around which girl was engaged, which kid was capable...
The men were not to be outdone. During this exciting day, they talked about crops, livestock, and farm machinery, each one speaking louder than the other.
Wait until the meal is served. The hungry people didn't need the host to call them, they ate the dishes and steamed buns quickly.
The next one is still waiting. The weather in June is so bad that if we don’t finish it quickly, it will be over if it rains.
The Qin family won three games. Before dark, pile up the wheat straw, sweep the wheat into a large pile, and cover it with a tarpaulin to prevent rain.
In the evening, Hu Yufeng arranged for Old Man Qin to look after the wheat.
Qin Wenli thought to himself that there was no one who stole in the village. He opened his mouth, but suddenly remembered that his aunt-in-law was not a clean person.
Old man Qin was used to obeying others, and with the monthly salary as an encouragement, he rolled a cigarette and left quietly.
Qin Wenli followed carrying the bedding.
The next day was a fine day, and the family was busy winnowing the wheat.
Winnowing wheat is also called "winnowing" or "winnowing grain". When the wind is favorable, one person uses a wooden shovel to lift the wheat mixed with husks high up. In the moment of falling, the light wheat husks and dust were blown away by the wind, leaving the wheat grains falling back to their original place. The other person will take a new broom and gently sweep away the wheat husks that have fallen on the wheat grains. This action is called "sweeping the field."
It is said that the older people are, the higher their level of winnowing is. The best person raised by the Qin family was Qin Shengtian, and the best person plundered was Hu Yufeng.
So this time of year is also the time when the relationship between the couple is the most harmonious.
As for the young men, Xiao Qin and Xiao Yang, they helped the two old men respectively and learned some skills at the same time.
The family works together, sweat and happiness fly together...
We were busy until four in the afternoon. All the wheat grains were winnowed cleanly and a thick layer of husks had fallen.
Hu Yufeng was so tired that she couldn't lift her arms. There was fine dust on his head and body, mixed with sweat and covering his face.
She hadn't worked so hard in a long time since she set up the stall.
But now is not the time to rest. Several adults split into two groups. Old Man Qin and Qin Wenli brought a stack of urea bags. One person holds it open while the other one puts it in. Finally, they tie it tightly with ropes and squat on the ground.
Qin Yu and Qin Shu ran around the pocket carefreely, lying on the wheat pile from time to time, which caused old man Qin to scold them.
Hu Yufeng, Yang Xiu and the old lady swept the wheat husks into piles. The old lady filled the baskets with them, and Yang Xiu and Hu Yufeng carried them home and piled them up. This is the food for the family’s livestock for the next six months.
The family worked until dark and finally tidied up the stall. The old lady cooked some food casually, and the family ate hurriedly and went to wash up and rest.
Then it’s time to dry the wheat. They are packed up at night and taken out to dry in the sun during the day, over and over again until they are completely dried. Every grain of wheat contains the sweat and hard work of everyone in the Qin family.
For several days in a row, they dried the wheat, packed the grain, and stacked the wheat straw. Qin Yu and Qin Shu's little feet were burnt with calluses from turning the wheat, and finally the people who were storing the grain had some free time.
This year, Lao Qin's family harvested nine loads of wheat, and the whole family was particularly happy.
As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you will not be worried. Even though the Qin family has found another way out, land and food are the roots that farmers can never give up.
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