Chapter 89 The busy rice fields



The harvest from this trip up the mountain was good, which was beyond Uncle Yang's expectations.

In the past, they would set traps in advance and would get some harvest, but this year they don’t know what happened.

All the traps were empty.

There were five wild boars, big and small, weighing nearly a thousand pounds, which made the villagers very happy.

With the autumn harvest approaching, every village begins to get busy.

It was a bustling scene, with men, women, young and old all joining in.

People wore coarse linen clothes, long sleeves and long pants, straw hats on their heads, and a towel around their necks, wiping the sweat off their faces from time to time.

The children were picking rice ears in the harvested rice fields.

In the harvest season, after finishing one crop, the rest of the work becomes much easier.

Hard-working people always want to do more because there are many people in the family and many mouths to feed.

Only those who work diligently can get more money and food at the end of the year.

Everyone works so hard all year round just to make a living.

The educated youth at the educated youth site, including Xu Zhiyi and his group of educated youth, were working in the fields for the first time.

They were used to it when they harvested wheat before.

The only thing that is unbearable is the leeches.

Gan Tiantian saw with her own eyes the leeches clinging to the legs of the villagers next to her, burrowing into the flesh and sucking her blood.

If you pull or tug hard, you won't be able to get it down.

Drilling straight into the flesh.

Some villagers are used to it and just snap hard, and they can take the picture in a short while.

It was black and soft, wriggling, and it scared the educated youth, both men and women, and they all turned pale at the sight of it.

Xu Zhiyi has supernatural powers to protect him, so he is naturally not afraid of these things.

Gan Tiantian was about to cry just looking at it. Even if she was wearing waders, she was unwilling to go to the fields.

Finally, we were assigned to a dry field without water, and we went into the field carefully.

When harvesting rice, bend over and use a sickle to cut the rice. One hand can hold two or three handfuls of rice, and each handful of rice is placed crosswise.

The sickle must be sharp and the movements must be swift.

Usually a section will be left and another crop will grow in the field, but not much.

The person in charge of threshing the grain pulled a large wooden barrel with wooden boards inside and a shed around it to prevent the threshed grain from flying everywhere.

Pick up a handful of rice and hit it on the board three or four times, and the grains on the rice ears will be beaten into the wooden barrel.

The straw is bundled into haystacks and after drying, it can be used as fodder for cattle or firewood.

Threshering is strenuous work. After a while, the threshers are sweating profusely.

The dark clothes were already wet with sweat.

If you feel tired, take a break, drink some water, and continue working.

When the wooden barrel is almost full, the rice is put into bags and the bags are either carried on a wheelbarrow or carried on the men's backs to the threshing ground.

In the large courtyard, the older villagers are responsible for sifting out the straw from the grains and spreading them evenly to dry in the sun.

Xu Zhiyi is in charge of a piece of land, and she gets started as quickly as the women in the village.

It was really hot. Not long after working in the fields, I felt like I was soaked.

Xu Zhiyi picked up his water bottle, took a sip of water, and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel.

No matter how long the educated youth worked on the farm, they couldn't stand it.

Bending over for a long time will cause pain. I massaged my waist, found a dry place, and sat down.

When you are tired, who cares whether it is clean or not.

Harvesting rice is really an extremely energy-consuming job.

I'm really tired.

Farming has never been an easy job.

Farmers have a hard life and are tired. They work diligently in the fields like old oxen.

No complaints at all.

The educated youth soon slowed down their movements, but continued after taking a rest.

Fu Huaijin is usually passive and lazy at work, and most of the work is done for him by others.

He couldn't do it himself. He was too proud to do it and was doing it reluctantly.

He knows his own strengths and always uses others to help him do his work without leaving any trace.

With that good appearance, he half-truthfully revealed that his family was well-off.

There are girls in the village who are interested in him.

This time, all the family members will join in the autumn harvest and no one will be allowed to be lazy or slack off.

Fu Huaijin had to do it himself. Not only was he slow in harvesting the rice, but he also arranged it in a mess.

The person assigned next to him happened to be Aunt Liu, who was previously in the same group with Xu Zhiyi.

Aunt Liu looked at Fu Huaijin, whose movements were clumsy and slow, and curled her lips.

I don’t know what the little girls in the village like about him. He can’t carry anything on his shoulders or back.

Not as capable as the female educated youth.

If I hadn't been lucky enough to be born in the city, I would have starved to death.

Fu Huaijin didn't know what Aunt Liu was complaining about. Sweat flowed into his eyes and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

If the village chief had not repeatedly emphasized that autumn harvest is of paramount importance and that we must hurry to harvest.

You cannot be absent without reason, you cannot be lazy or slack off. If you are discovered, you will have to go collect manure after the autumn harvest.

Those who often did not go to work in the village were brought back to work by the village chief.

Order now while the weather is nice.

Only after the grain is dried and delivered can we feel at ease.

In the temporary canteen, Aunt Wang and several women from the village were busy preparing lunch.

Today is the first day, and the village chief specifically reminded us to do better.

Aunt Wang brought the women's baked vegetable pancakes, steamed steamed buns, braised wild boar meat, shredded pork with green peppers, and stir-fried vegetables.

The dish is made by frying fat from fatter wild boar meat, and it looks shiny and oily.

I also made a big pot of wild vegetable soup, which I had prepared earlier.

It is being placed in a cool place to dry.

The woman who was cooking smelled the meat stewing in the pot and swallowed secretly.

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