Chu Tian did not buy them all out of greed, but paid fifty cents for only two. Seeing this, Chu Jun also paid fifty cents and bought the remaining two. Seeing that there was still a blood clot, they each bought a small piece of blood clot, preparing to take it back and stew it together in the soup.
Chu Jun now looks to Chu Tian for everything. He feels that although his younger brother was very active in the early days and wanted to split the family business, he is actually a good person. For example, most of his family property is in Chu Tian's hands, and he feels more at ease than keeping it at home.
After saying goodbye to Chu Tian and his wife, Daya walked in front with the blood clots in a bowl, and Chu Jun followed her home with bones in one hand and meat in the other.
Daya looked back at Chu Jun as she walked, "Dad, what are we going to do when we get home?"
Chu Jun smiled and said, "Didn't Dad ask your fourth uncle to buy two kilograms of white flour for us a few days ago? You can use the white bread to make dumplings, and we'll have dumplings for lunch!"
Daya thought of the white flour dumplings and couldn't help swallowing. "Dumplings? Aren't we planning to wait until Uncle San comes back for the Mid-Autumn Festival to make dumplings with that white flour?"
Chu Jun's face changed when he heard this, and after a moment he replied, "No, this is what Dad bought. I can eat it whenever Dad says."
After a pause, he continued, "Daya, we're going to start the autumn harvest this afternoon. Let's have a good meal at noon. After the harvest is over, Dad will ask your fourth uncle to buy some more flour and meat. Then we can have dumplings!"
Daya was silent for a moment, then nodded and asked, "What about the pig bones and this piece of pig blood?"
Chu Jun thought for a moment and replied, "After lunch, we'll stew the pork bones. When we get back from work, we'll make some corn tortillas and eat them with it!"
Chu Tian's family also planned to eat dumplings at noon and drink bone soup at night. The main reason was that the weather was too hot now, and the meat really couldn't be kept. In fact, it could be pickled with salt and eaten slowly, but Chu Tian thought that there were old people and young children in the family, and there was also Yao Xiujuan who was breastfeeding, so it was better to eat less pickled meat...
"Grandma, this is what my father and my second uncle asked me to bring to you..."
"Grandma, these are the dumplings my family made..."
"grandmother·····"
Before Chu Tian's family had eaten, they received a bowl of dumplings from Chu Min and Chu Jun respectively. Then Chu Ren and Chu Yi asked Chu Jie to send a bowl of roast pork.
Although it was a gift to honor the old lady, how much could Mrs. Chu eat? Wasn't it basically Chu Tian and Yao Xiujuan who ate it? Chu Tian felt embarrassed. After all, the bowl of roast pork that the eldest and second uncles asked Chu Jie to bring was at least half a catty. You have to know that their two families only shared four catties of meat in total, but there were nearly forty people to eat...
So Chu Tian also brought back some food for the four families. Chu Min and Chu Jun's families brought back about a pound of grapes, while Chu Ren and Chu Yi's families brought back a big bowl of dumplings they made themselves.
After dinner, it was just past three o'clock, and Yao Xiujuan went to wash the pots and dishes. Old Mrs. Chu looked at Chu Tian, who was still sitting in a chair holding Pingping and playing with Xinxin, and couldn't help but urge him, "My dear grandson, didn't the team leader say that we have to go back to work at five o'clock? Why don't you go and rest for a while?"
"Give Pingping to grandma to hold. I'll take care of Xinxin. You go to sleep."
"good."
After listening to people and eating his fill, Chu Tian immediately stood up and placed Pingping in the arms of Old Lady Chu, and told Xinxin, "Xinxin, be good and don't make trouble for Grandma."
Xinxin sat on the chair and nodded obediently, "Xinxin, be good and play with your brother. Don't make trouble for grandma!"
Chu Tian smiled with satisfaction, walked up to her and touched her little face, "You're so good. After the autumn harvest, Daddy will take you to the farm."
Xinxin's eyes widened. "Are we still going to the state-owned restaurant?"
Chu Tian nodded, "Well, go."
At five o'clock, Chu Tian and Yao Xiujuan got up on time, took the boiled water they had prepared at noon and went to the field to gather. Before leaving, they did not forget to go to Old Lady Chu's house and kept giving her instructions.
"Grandma, don't go mowing the grass so early. Wait until later when it's cooler, and then use the little wooden cart that Uncle made for you a few days ago to go mowing the grass."
Since Old Mrs. Chu's household registration was in the team, she was already a member of the team and had a salary and food supply. Therefore, she also had to go to the fields to work during the autumn harvest. However, Chu Tian felt it was not appropriate to let an old lady in her seventies go to the fields to harvest wheat or do any other work.
It just so happened that Yao Xiujuan had to temporarily let the old and weak people do the easy work of cutting grass and feeding pigs during the busy farming season, while she herself had to go to the fields to participate in the autumn harvest. Since she had to give up the work anyway, it would be better to let Old Lady Chu do it instead of letting others do it...
Old Madam Chu sat on the edge of the kang, fanning Xinxin and Pingping who were soundly sleeping, and said with a smile, "Okay, I understand. I'll take the children with me later."
Chu Tian thought for a moment and then warned, "Don't go to the canal to cut grass. The water in the canal is all snow water from the Tianshan Mountains. Not to mention it's cold, the main problem is that the water flows quickly..."
Mrs. Chu nodded repeatedly, "I know, you and Xiujuan can rest assured..."
Seeing that it was getting late, Chu Tian glanced at Xinxin and Pingping on the kang again, then took Yao Xiujuan away. As soon as they walked out of the yard, they met Chu Min, Uncle Chu and others who also came out of their respective yards. They all went to the field together.
Chu Tian and Yao Xiujuan were assigned a piece of land. Chu Tian held a sickle and said to Yao Xiujuan, "Xiujuan, don't cut the wheat anymore. Give the sickle to my second sister-in-law and follow me to bundle the wheat!"
When harvesting wheat, it seemed that the easiest tasks were only bundling and picking wheat ears. However, picking wheat ears was a job for children under the age of twelve or thirteen and over the age of six. Yao Xiujuan couldn't compete with a group of children for work, so Chu Tian asked her to bundle the wheat...
Yao Xiujuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook her head, "How can that be possible? It's such a large piece of land, and it will take you forever to mow it alone. I can mow wheat, and I mow it every year anyway..."
Chu Tian looked at her steadily and said firmly in an unquestionable voice, "No, it's because you didn't feed the baby before. It's only been more than five months since you gave birth, and your body hasn't fully recovered yet. If you still want to participate in the wheat harvest next autumn, I won't object then."
"But, this year it's absolutely not possible!"
After saying that, Chu Tian began to bend down and start harvesting.
Yao Xiujuan, “…”
Zhang Ping, who was lying on a nearby plot of land, stepped forward and took the sickle from Yao Xiujuan. She smiled and said, "Fourth brother's wife, just listen to me, okay? I'm doing this for your own good..."
Yao Xiujuan knew that Chu Tian was doing this for her own good, so she smiled and said, "Second sister-in-law, I know..."
Reaping wheat is a very hard farm work. First, you have to bend your waist all the time. Second, you have to concentrate all the time, otherwise the sickle will cut your legs in an instant. Third, you have to endure the pain of the sharp thorns on the wheat ears piercing your arms...
The first two are actually bearable, but the third is really unbearable. Oh, isn’t there a saying that goes “needle tip against wheat awn”? The thorns on the wheat ear are just like needle tips, making people itch and hurt unbearably!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
