When it comes to rice harvest season, the village is covered in golden color everywhere.
Under the scorching sun, the villagers' sweat fell on the rice, bounced back to the ground, and was absorbed by the soil in the blink of an eye.
Song Yuehua sat on the back of the ox cart driven by Zong Yi and asked him to pull her to the rice fields to take a look, and they happened to meet Ma Ye's ox cart.
Zhou Li was sitting next to Ma Ye, smoking a pipe. The two of them were talking about something, but they burst into laughter.
Grandpa Ma looked towards Song Yuehua and said with a smile, "Girl, it's been a while since you last visited. The rice growing in your field is very pleasing to the eye. Go take a look."
"Are Grandpa Ma and Grandpa Zhou also preparing to harvest rice?" Song Yuehua asked.
Zhou Lizheng said, "My family will collect it in two days."
"Let's collect it together from both families." Grandpa Ma pointed at Zhou Lizheng and said.
The relationship between the Zhou family and the Ma family is really good.
After saying goodbye to the two elders, Zong Yi drove the ox cart forward.
Song Yuehua looked at him and said, "Zongyi, is your land uncultivated?"
"Boss, our house has collapsed, so where can we get the fields?" Zong Yi said with a wry smile.
So that's how it is. Now that I think about it, it seems that the Zong family has never asked her for leave.
Zong Yi said as he drove the car, "But I plan to rebuild the house in a few days."
"Not bad!" Song Yuehua said with a smile, "After you finish building it, if you don't have enough money, you can come to me and get an advance on your wages."
"Thank you, Master," Zong Yi turned his head and bowed, "If it weren't for Master, there wouldn't be a Zong family today. I have no way to repay you for your kindness."
Song Yuehua said, "It's not a big favor. I paid you to do the work, so there's no need to talk about favors, but I really want to advance you the wages. This is a personal favor. If you thank me, I will accept it."
As they were talking, they arrived at their own fields. The 25 acres of rice looked brilliant golden.
This place is a bit far from the end of the village. Song Yuehua has not been here many times. This time when she came here, she was shocked by the golden rice waves rising and falling.
A group of people were bending over and harvesting rice in the field.
Song Yuehua looked around and saw that besides the Zhang family, there were other villagers.
"Yuehua, you're here." Tang wiped the sweat off his face and came over to greet him.
Zong Yi brought the tea from the car, and Song Yuehua poured a bowl and handed it to Tang, "Come and see if there is anything you can help with."
"Why are you so troublesome to serve tea?" Tang took the tea bowl and shouted to the worker.
"I'm just on my way, it's no big deal." Song Yuehua said with a smile, "Is the rice harvest going smoothly now? Is there anything I can help you with?"
After hearing this, Tang immediately put down her tea bowl. She did have something to ask for, "Yuehua, can you lend me a place to dry the rice?"
Rice was being harvested everywhere, and Tang was afraid that if she arrived too late, the land for drying the rice would be borrowed by others. Although her family had originally rented Song Yuehua's land, she still thought it was better to say it in advance.
"sure."
Song Yuehua said, "Both the front and back yards of the school can be used for drying grain. The large courtyard in Dongshan is paved with stone bricks, which is also convenient for drying grain. The playground was originally used as a drying yard. These areas should be enough for drying grain. Oh, and the cows have been idle recently, so it's a good time to come here to pull the grain."
"Oh, it's better not to lend the ox cart. There is a lot of work to do on the East Mountain, so don't delay it." Tang said hurriedly.
Dongshan has only two cows, which are used to haul manure and pull carts. If there is one more, she will definitely not be polite.
In fact, Tang did have some misunderstandings, but as many people came to drink tea, Song Yuehua didn't say much.
Song Da and Song Er had to drive a ox cart to the county town every day to collect the night incense they received, and they only needed one ox.
Now that there is no need to plow the land, riding a ox cart occasionally is just for convenience. There is no need to occupy another ox.
After returning, Song Yuehua asked Zong Yi to deliver the ox cart to the Zhang family tomorrow.
The next day, Zong Yi did not return from delivering the cattle until noon.
Song Yuehua asked, "Is everything okay?"
"It's okay. Uncle Da Niu and Uncle Er Niu don't know how to herd cattle, so I took them to herd cattle a few times." Zong Yi said.
Song Yuehua nodded, having forgotten about this.
After a few days, the front and back yards of the school and the compound were filled with rice drying in the sun.
From a distance, it looks like a bright yellow. If you grab a handful, you will find that each one is full of grains and there are no empty shells.
Madam Xia helped turn the millet that was drying in the school, and people in the courtyard also helped turn the millet that was drying in the courtyard.
Poor Huahua and Xiaohei, they ran to the millet to have fun, and not only did they get covered in millet, but also got millet stuck in their paws.
When Song Yuehua went over, Grandma Xi was cleaning the grains for Huahua and Xiaohei.
Liu Xue scolded them from the side, "We've been drying millet recently, and not only did you walk over it, you even rolled around in it. Are you itching for trouble? Don't do that again next time, do you hear me?"
Zhu Yanli took out a few pieces of small cloth from the house and tied them to Xiao Hei and Hua Hua's paws.
Song Yuehua looked curious, took it and saw that it was stuffed with cotton. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be a dog lover."
"Dogs are bad. When I was pregnant with Ruyue, if it weren't for Huahua, I would have almost fallen. My belly was so big at that time, who knows what would have happened." Zhu Yanli said.
"You almost fell?" Song Yuehua asked in surprise.
Zhu Yanli waved her hand, too lazy to say anything, and stood up, picked up the bamboo rake to turn over the millet to dry.
"Wait a minute," Song Yuehua stopped him and took the bamboo rake, saying, "Let me do it. You still have to take care of Ruyue, so you don't have to do this."
Zhu Yanli didn't hesitate, she sat on the steps, propped up her face and smiled sweetly, "How about I let Ruyue recognize you as her godmother?"
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