Although Qiao Mo was a little young, he thought she was the most beautiful. Moreover, she came from a big city like Donghai and was a martyr's family member. She would definitely be able to return to the city in the future. As long as he married her, even if he could not go to the Agricultural and Military University, he could still follow her to Donghai, which was much better than finding a job in the county town.
The most important thing is that she is still an orphan, without the support of her father or brothers. If she becomes his wife, won't she be at his mercy? She has a good relationship with Kang Mingyuan. If she flirts with him and talks a little more, won't the formula be easily obtained?
Qiao Mo didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise, she would have beaten him so hard that he wouldn't even recognize his mother. They returned to the educated youth site, and as usual, Tang Xinmei went to the kitchen to cook, while Qiao Mo went to the back to pick vegetables.
Because there was no meat, they could only eat the vegetables they had saved. That day, Tang Xinmei stir-fried some Chinese cabbage and roasted fish with red peppers.
After dinner, Qiao Mo and Tang Xinmei went for a walk by the river together.
"We have to harvest wheat tomorrow, and I'll be tired again." Tang Xinmei was worried when she thought about harvesting wheat tomorrow.
"You've been doing this for several years, are you still afraid?" Qiao Mo looked at her with a smile.
"You don't know how uncomfortable it is to have wheat thorns prick your body if you've never done it." Tang Xinmei's scalp tingled when she thought of the wheat thorns that pricked her like needles.
"Just wear long-sleeved clothes and gloves to prevent the wheat awns from prickling you." Although Qiao Mo had never harvested wheat outside, she had harvested several crops of wheat in the space. Of course, she knew how annoying the wheat awns were, so she had to be fully armed every time she harvested wheat.
"This is a good idea. I'll make a pair of cloth gloves when I get home." Tang Xinmei's eyes lit up: Why hadn't she thought of it before?
"Let's go back early, and you should make the gloves early." Qiao Mo said with a smile.
"Well, let's go back. I'm not good at sewing. It's too late and I can't make the gloves." Tang Xinmei thought of her awful sewing hands and didn't know how long it would take her to make a pair of gloves.
"I'll cut it for you later, and you just have to sew it together."
"Thank you, Momo. You're so kind."
The two returned to the educated youth site. Tang Xinmei went back to find a piece of cloth. Qiao Mo looked at her hands, drew the shape of gloves with chalk, and took out a pair of scissors to cut the gloves in a few strokes.
"Okay, just sew this and this together."
Seeing how quickly she had cut the gloves, Tang Xinmei gave her a thumbs-up: "Momo, you're amazing."
"Practice makes perfect, it's nothing special." Qiao Mo smiled and shook his head.
"I can't do it anyway. I'm going back. Goodbye." Tang Xinmei was going back to sew gloves, so she left without saying much to her.
Qiao Mo also sat down and started reading.
The next day, they began to harvest wheat. The wheat was planted on the slopes, and unlike rice, they did not thresh the wheat with a thresher on the spot. Instead, they cut the wheat and carried the bundles to the threshing ground. Then, the strong male laborers grabbed the roots of the wheat stalks and beat the wheat ears hard against the inner wall of a large wooden barrel until all the grains on the ears were knocked off.
Reaping wheat is also hard work. Captain Li assigns tasks every day, just like during the autumn harvest.
He still put several educated youth in the same group, perhaps out of venting his anger, or perhaps for other reasons, but he gave them particularly heavy tasks. Not only were all their wheat fields above the mountainside, but their areas were also wider than those of others.
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