Cheng Yue worked hard all morning, but when she looked up, there wasn't much left. As the sun was high in the sky and her face started to hurt from the heat, she finally stopped.
Apart from Chen Ping's family, who had already fled, the remaining villagers were still bending over and cutting crops, showing no sign of stopping.
Cheng Yue rubbed her aching lower back; she, a complete novice, simply couldn't take it anymore.
Before I transmigrated here, I also worked in the fields every day, but at least there were machines and such, so it wasn't this tiring.
Cheng Yue sat on the edge of the field to rest for a while. Chen Tong and Chen Ning came over to massage her and said with concern, "Mother, why don't you go home first? We can gather the rest of the wheat together."
Mother said they were still too young to cut wheat, saying it would hurt their backs. Seeing Mother like this, they felt extremely guilty.
Cheng Yue said comfortingly, "It's alright. We can't harvest it all ourselves anyway, so we still have to rely on the villagers. I'll take it easy and won't get tired."
However, I really need to go home first and bring the oxcart, otherwise we won't be able to carry it back. You two wait here for a while.
As he spoke, he got up to go home, and straightened his two daughters' straw hats as he did so.
The sun is so strong; it wouldn't be good if my hard-earned fair and delicate face got tanned.
The straw hat was made by Chen An in his spare time. At Cheng Yue's request, he made the brim extremely wide. It's really great to have a skillful man in the family!
Cheng Yue returned home feeling very happy, where Chen An had already prepared lunch.
Although he can't get out of bed, he can still do a good job in logistics. That's great. A man who is attentive to his work is always reassuring.
Cheng Yue greeted Chen An and then pulled the oxcart to the wheat field.
When the villagers saw this, they all came over to help pack the wheat, and Cheng Yue felt a warm feeling in her heart.
“I don’t have much weight here. If anyone wants to go back now, let’s load it all onto the cart! I’ve been home these past two days, and the oxcart is available. If anyone needs it, just let me know.”
The wheat field is only a few hundred meters from the village. Although it's not far, it's uphill, and it must be tiring for people to carry the wheat back and forth.
An oxcart can carry over a thousand pounds at a time, and the problem is solved in just a few trips. People who are kind to her will help if they can.
Zhang Dashan and the others waved their hands, "No need, no need, we have a handcart, it's the same whether we make a few trips or not."
Everyone chimed in, "We carried them home like this every year, it's not tiring, Cheng Yue, don't worry about us!"
"Yes, it's just a matter of making a few trips back and forth. We're all strong young men, we can handle it!"
They didn't want to take advantage of the other people's oxcarts, since they were paying for them.
Besides, Cheng Yue used the oxcart because Chen An couldn't work in the fields and there were no strong laborers in his family. Every family has two men, so why would they be afraid of not being able to endure the hardship?
Seeing that she couldn't persuade them, Cheng Yue had no choice but to give up. They would still have to help her harvest wheat, and she was afraid that since they had used her oxcart, they would feel embarrassed to accept payment.
They were going to work in the field for a while longer, so Cheng Yue finished loading the car, said goodbye to everyone, and took the two sisters home first.
After arriving home, Cheng Yue laid out a plastic sheet in the yard and started unloading. After harvesting, she would have to remove the shells.
Yes, you have to use a stone mill to remove the husks using the traditional method, and then use a large winnowing basket to sift them out. What's left are the wheat grains.
After finishing this busy period, Cheng Yue was so tired that she could hardly stand up straight. She rested for a while before eating.
With Chen An around, Cheng Yue didn't have to worry about washing or scrubbing the dishes at all; she was very conscientious about it.
They even took on the task of feeding the chickens and cows.
Cheng Yue's praise grew louder and louder, "My husband is so amazing! We both cook rice, but yours tastes so much better!"
"Look at this dishwashing brush, it's so shiny and clean!"
"What would this family do without you! You're the best man in the world!"
Chen Tong and Chen Ning were shocked. Their father still used a cane and had to hop on one leg to do chores from time to time. How could their mother make their father do things so effortlessly?
The most terrifying thing was that they felt their father was jumping around even more enthusiastically! He couldn't suppress the smile on his face; it was almost like he was intoxicated. This…
The two sisters stared at each other, wide-eyed for a long time, as if they had suddenly realized something.
"Oh dear! You silly girl, how can you not care about your son-in-law! His leg is like this, and you still want him to do chores?"
Cheng's father and Wu's family were so focused on helping their daughter and son-in-law harvest wheat that they didn't prepare much meat or noodles for their pig's head shop and noodle stall. That's why they came to Houshui Village early in the morning.
Before they even entered the door, they heard their daughter ordering her son-in-law around; the tone of her voice gave them goosebumps.
Upon entering, they were stunned to see Chen An working with one leg propped up on his back.
Is my daughter (younger sister) (aunt) really this fierce? My son-in-law (brother-in-law) has legs like this, and she still won't let him go. What kind of life is this?!
Wu was so angry that she started scolding Cheng Yue, saying that it was one thing to be spoiled at home, but how come she became even more spoiled after getting married!
Chen An immediately spoke up for her, "Mother, it's not that A-Yue asked me to do this. She worked very hard harvesting wheat this morning. I can't help much, but it's only right that I do some housework."
Mr. Cheng hesitated, wondering why his son-in-law seemed so happy. Oh well, they were old and couldn't understand young people. As long as he was happy, that was all that mattered.
However, the daughter couldn't help but say, "Daughter, you can't go too far. You have to wait until your son-in-law's leg is healed before you talk about it, understand?"
Cheng Yue pursed her lips and glanced at her parents, brother, sister-in-law, and nephew. Hmm, she felt a little awkward.
She wanted to say that her mother was even more arrogant, pinching her father all the time, but she dared not say it.
She quickly put on a smile and stepped forward, saying, "I know, I know, Father, Mother, Elder Brother, and Sister-in-law, why did you come so early? You didn't leave anyone at home, were you worried?"
The whole family came; Cheng Jun and Cheng Feng were both there.
Wu poked Cheng Yue's forehead with one finger, "If I hadn't come so early, I wouldn't have known you were so domineering at home."
Seeing Chen An's expression as if he was about to explain, she quickly said, "Alright, since our son-in-law doesn't say anything, we won't meddle."
Chen An stood to the side grinning foolishly, "Father, Mother, Eldest Brother, Sister-in-law, Xiao Jun, Xiao Feng, sit down and rest for a while!"
Chen Tong and Chen Ning quickly moved stools and made sugar water. Once the family was seated, Wu said, "There's nothing much going on at home. Just let Aunt Zhang next door keep an eye on things. We keep all our valuables with us at all times."
Cheng Yue was relieved upon hearing this. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Cheng Yang and Liu Shi looking at her with eyes that seemed to be burning with excitement. What was going on?
Receiving Cheng Yue's questioning look, Madam Liu excitedly said, "Little sister, Master Chen has already spread the word today that several bigwigs went to the docks, and the shops have already sold for a hundred taels! That's incredible! They've tripled in value!"
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