Tang Wan even understood at that time why rural people in TV dramas are always silent and taciturn.
After a day of physical labor, all your strength is drained away. Even opening your mouth to eat uses up the last bit of your energy, and you can't even muster the energy to speak.
Even Luo Ying, who loves gossip the most, has rarely heard her speak in the past few days.
In order to make their work more convenient, Luo Ying and Dongzi brought some food here to eat.
When they get off work, whoever comes home first usually cooks the meal.
At this time, I need to eat enough, but I don’t have much energy to cook.
That is to say, get the steamed buns that Grandma Bai had prepared in advance and the meat sauce made by Grandma Bai, and then add some pickles. If you are worried that it is not enough, put two sweet potatoes in.
It's simple, just eat and fill yourself up, then you will have the energy to work.
Fortunately, God was merciful and it didn't rain during the entire wheat harvest season.
Even so, they harvested the wheat in a hurry.
The child's face is like a moonlit night, and no one can predict whether it will rain heavily in the next second.
When all the wheat was stored in the granary, the villagers could finally relax.
Maybe it was just luck, because it rained the night after all the wheat was harvested.
This rain was not so annoying at this time, and it even became the rain that people looked forward to, which could moisten the land and make the subsequent tillage and cultivation easier.
The rain cleared up the next day.
When the villagers came out and saw him, they all had happy smiles on their faces.
It seemed that even going to the broiler for food had become less painful.
The most important thing is that the team leader announced before the grain harvest that this year's wheat income is three bags more than last year.
This means that everyone gets a little more food.
Collecting the food safely was their greatest joy.
Being able to get more food makes people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts.
After eating the food, we still have to distribute it.
What is more important is planting crops for the next season.
The main thing they grow here is corn.
Farming has its seasons. Basically, there is a specific time for planting, and these times are all in the minds of these old masters.
So now we have to hurry up and till the soil, and we can’t breathe a sigh of relief until the corn is planted.
All work on the ground is done manually, and one characteristic of it is that it is slow.
Unlike the mechanization of later generations, the busy farming season now emphasizes busyness.
There is simply no free time at all.
The cows in the village were all exhausted, but cows were still more valuable than people. When pulling the plow, if the cows couldn't pull it anymore, people had to take over.
This cow is the most valuable property of the village.
Human labor is no longer a precious thing.
This kind of life is busy, even seemingly numb and boring.
It is these numb and boring emotions that provide these villagers with food for survival, feeding not only them but also others who do not need to grow food.
The villagers who only knew how to farm had never thought about these things. They had come from hard times, and for them, the current stable life without the fear of death was very happy.
They were adept at farming, and the land gave them due returns. These were good days.
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