"I see you're still the same, you're annoying too!"
"Then don't come over!" Chen Dong put the things on the other side and moved his feet away.
"This is your territory! Why can't I come here?"
"Come closer and I'll fall into the water and it will be you!" Chen Dong said that, wanting him to go away. He was not going to jump into the river. Although the sun was out, the water was cold to the touch. If he jumped in, he would get hypothermia in a short time. He was not that stupid.
Li Weiguo actually wanted him to fall, as he still hadn't settled the score for causing his sister to fall into the water before: "How could I possibly push you? You were standing so far away, you must have slipped on your own. You just like to blame others for your mistakes all day long!"
Lei Zhong noticed that the two of them were arguing and came over to interrupt: "You two, stop talking and get to work!"
Li Weimin didn't want to stay with him, so he looked to see if there was anyone else who needed help. Everyone was working hard, as if they had formed a complete process, and he couldn't join them at all.
Seeing him looking around, as if he couldn't fit in with the others, Lei Zhong said, "Wei Min, go carry the grain to the threshing ground!"
"Yes."
Li Weimin and his team transported the cleaned millet to an open threshing ground in the village. The sun was pouring down and the water on the ground had almost evaporated, making it just the right size for drying the millet.
The millet was spread evenly with a rake, forming a golden ocean, and each grain of millet sparkled in the sunlight.
Lei Zhong also carried two baskets of rice over. He squatted beside them while taking a breath, gently stroking the rice with his rough hands. Only then did he let out a breath of relief, muttering, "That's good! We can finally dry it in the sun!"
After the millet is dried, they can get more. It would be a shame to let it go bad in the ground. This grain can feed the whole village for a long time. He was reluctant to give it up. Strength lies in numbers. It took only one morning to finish it.
The breeze blew gently, and the millets seemed to be dancing happily, making a slight rustling sound. Tian Xiaolan stood by, looking at the large area of millets drying in the sun, his eyes full of anticipation. He seemed to see that the millets would soon turn into fragrant rice and be served on the dining tables of every household, so that they could have a full meal.
The children also came to join in the fun, laughing and playing beside the millet. Occasionally, they accidentally kicked some millet, which would attract laughter and scolding from the adults.
The women came from time to time with brooms to tidy up the grains that had been blown apart by the wind, and used sieves to filter out the grass leaves inside.
As time slowly passed, the millets gradually became dry, and the original wet appearance had long disappeared, replaced by plump and dry grains.
Under the combined effect of sunshine and breeze, they exuded a unique aroma of grains, which filled the entire threshing ground, and everyone could finally take a breath.
When the food is almost done, we start thinking about what to eat. The children happily talk about how they hope to have meat.
Lei Zhong recalled that there was not a penny in their village's accounts, but there were still many foreign debts owed. It would be better to just eat well and fill your stomach.
Fang Guihua called Tian Xiaolan and Xiang Hongmei over to invite them to dinner.
They walked slowly over from the threshing ground.
Wang Cuihua came over from home, looked at the porridge in the bucket, frowned and said, "You ate dry rice in the morning, why are you eating porridge at noon?"
Fang Guihua, who was cooking, retorted to her unhappily: "You haven't done any work, so how can you eat? Don't you have more rice than you can eat at home? Why are you trying to snatch it from us?"
Wang Cuihua didn't care about her and wanted to come over to grab the spoon in her hand: "The rice in the village belongs to everyone. I'm also a villager. What I eat is not yours. Why are you so worried?"
Fang Guihua couldn't help but start scolding her: "How can you be so arrogant? You didn't come during the planting or harvesting, but you were the first one to come during the meal! Is there no food at home? You look so fat. If you can skip a few meals and not starve to death, you can just consider it as losing weight!"
Since Wang Long didn't want to teach her, she didn't need to hold back.
Wang Cuihua glanced at her sideways and said arrogantly, "Just because my dad is the village chief, if you dare not give me food, I will go back and tell my dad to transfer you to pick up manure!"
He actually dared to call her fat. She has a nice figure, but he doesn't know how to appreciate it. He is indeed a country bumpkin.
"Who do you think your father is? He even made me pick up manure!"
"She is just a dog picked up by your family! If you dare not give me the rice, then you stole it from my house. So what if I eat my own rice? You don't deserve to eat it!" As he said that, he was about to grab the long spoon in her hand, intending to scoop a bowl for himself first, and then get some back for his dad after he was full.
She raised her hands upwards, refusing to give it to her: "Everything is yours. Don't think that just because your father is the village chief, you can't be in power! I think you are just..."
Wang Cuihua wanted to get the spoon, so she jumped up hard, and the ground was shaking slightly: "Give it to me quickly! It originally belonged to our Wang family in the village!"
More people came over here one after another. They thought the mountain had slipped again, so they ran away in all directions. Some of them ran while shouting that they were going to die!
Tian Xiaolan looked at Wang Cuihua who was jumping around. The trees outside didn't shake either. She immediately understood where the earthquake came from. She took an iron basin and knocked on it: "Don't be afraid, the mountain is not sliding, it's Cuihua who is moving."
Their attention was drawn to Tian Xiaolan, and when they heard her say this, they saw that people who were farther away outside the dam couldn't feel the vibration. If that was true, it couldn't be that only this part was moving, they would have been finished long ago.
Liu Suzhen stopped and her heart didn't change. Even the look she gave Wang Cuihua was filled with a hint of disgust.
She looks fat and chubby, lying at home all day eating and drinking well. She thinks that the children in her family don't have to eat, and no matter what, they will never grow up to look like a pig like her. Why did she come here if she had nothing to do!
Li Weimin also heard what Tian Xiaolan said. He felt the shock but was not too panicked. He just stood there. After everyone in front of him left, he quickly ran to the front, pushed Wang Cuihua aside, held out his bowl, and waited for Fang Guihua to serve him food.
"You are the reincarnation of a starving ghost!" Seeing that Li Weimin pushed her away, she fell to the ground and felt a sharp pain coming from all parts of her body. Her head was buzzing and the scene in front of her eyes became a little blurry.
She tried to move her body, but found that her limbs were weak, as if her body was no longer under her control.
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