The entire Su family was immersed in the joy of making money.
Even though they only slept for three or four hours, everyone still got up early to prepare to plant rice.
Daya and a few others volunteered to help.
"Why don't you stay at home and take care of Si Ya, and cook for us at the same time." Su's mother was reeling in the line. Because the field was very large, it had to be divided into several pieces with the line. An aisle for one person had to be left between every two pieces to make it convenient for people to pull weeds and spread fertilizer.
Su Qing actually didn't want to go, but when he thought about asking his mother to go, he felt uncomfortable.
"Little sister, you just stay at home and look after Si Ya. It's so hot now and Si Ya is too young. It's not good to take her to the edge of the field." It was Wen Li who spoke.
The news that He Li got heatstroke because of taking food to the ridge of the field had already spread.
Some women who used to carry their children to work no longer dared to take their children to the fields.
And she didn't care whether Su Qing did more or less, they were all family.
Besides, last time, Si Ya was taken care of by Daya, Qianya and other little girls and became sloppy. She was so embarrassed. She would be embarrassed if such a socially unacceptable thing happened again.
In this way, Su Qing was left at home to take care of Si Ya.
Originally, San Ya was also ordered to stay at home, but when she saw her sisters going, she became jealous and insisted on going, so she was taken away by Su's mother.
Only Si Ya and Su Qing were left at home.
After playing with Si Ya for a while, Su Qing opened the space town and continued to stock up on supplies.
At noon, Su Qing made cold noodles, mung bean porridge, and brown sugar steamed buns.
The mung bean porridge was even hung in the well to cool for a while.
After putting the little hat on Si Ya and carrying it on his back, Su Qing carried lunch and walked towards the Su family's mission field.
Su's mother saw Su Qing from a distance, and carried San Ya, who was covered in mud, towards the ridge of the field.
"Hurry, wash your hands, Qing'er is here." Su's mother asked her family to wash the mud off their hands and feet, and then sat in a shady place waiting for dinner.
"Come, come, it's time to eat." Su Qing first served each of them a bowl of mung bean porridge.
San Ya knew that she had soiled her clothes, so she kept hiding behind Su's mother, fearing that Su Qing would see her and scold her.
Su Qing had already seen San Ya, who was covered in mud. "Sanyah, what are you doing hiding behind grandma? Come out and drink some mung bean porridge. Mommy put a lot of sugar in it." When San Ya heard the word "sugar", she was already drooling.
"Mom, eat porridge."
In the face of delicious food, San Ya chose to enjoy it first and then endure the scolding.
But Su Qing would not scold him. Isn't it true that children's childhood is spent playing in the mud, catching crickets, climbing trees and swimming in the water, etc.?
Do we have to wait until electronic products become popular and three-year-olds spend all day watching videos on their phones before we can be considered to have a childhood? And it’s great that Sanya has such enthusiasm for work, okay?
"Hey, you village girl over there, give me a bowl of mung bean porridge too. Hurry up! I'm dying of heat."
Su Qing looked around and found that only his family had mung bean porridge.
Then she looked at the person who asked the question, damn, isn’t this the reporter she saw before who went to the countryside to interview their village?
She remembered seeing her on the first day of the harvest, and she had this arrogant attitude at that time.
Su Qing simply ignored her.
"Hey, I was calling you, but you didn't hear me."
Su Qing was pulled backwards and staggered to fall.
Su Che quickly supported her.
Su Qing stood still with a lingering fear. The ground was covered with branches and gravel. If he fell down like this, Si Ya, who was lying on his back, would definitely be in trouble.
"Who are you, auntie? Why are you touching me? What are you talking about? If someone falls, are you responsible?"
Zhou Yue was furious. She was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and was called "Auntie" by a mother like Su Qing. Her expression immediately became ferocious.
"I'm calling you, but you can't hear me. I asked you to serve me a bowl of mung bean porridge. Do you hear me now?"
"Am I your father or your mother? Do I have the obligation to support you? Do I know you? Are we very familiar with each other?" Su Qing asked a series of questions that confused Zhou Yue.
"I'm here to support rural development, so what's wrong with me eating a bowl of mung bean porridge from you rural people? I've dedicated myself to this land, so what's wrong with you donating some food rations?"
"Since you are here to support rural construction, please support our pockets first. Our pockets need construction the most right now. Come, give me money." Su Qing stretched out his hand to signal her.
"Country girls are so vulgar and unreasonable." If Zhou Yue had money, she wouldn't have asked.
"Wow, Auntie is so arrogant, just stretching out her hand and wanting to eat for free. What, are you a beggar?"
This was the first time in Zhou Yue's life that someone called her a beggar, and tears immediately flowed from her eyes.
The educated youth who were traveling with him rushed to comfort him and accused Su Qing of being unkind.
"If you're kind enough, please pool some money to buy some mung beans and rock sugar and make her some mung bean porridge."
When the educated youth heard Su Qing's words, they began to find excuses to escape.
What a joke! Their current food rations are all advanced from the village, and they have to pay it back after the grain is distributed at the end of the year. They can barely take care of themselves, so who would have the time to spend money to buy her mung bean porridge?
Zhou Yue felt even more aggrieved when she saw that none of the educated youth she lived with stood on her side.
She didn't stop talking until the person who brought food to their Youth League Home came.
He hurriedly grabbed his bowl and rushed to grab the food.
"Zhou Yue, you only paid two taels of food, and you've packed almost four taels."
"Oh, I just ate a little more. Am I hungry?"
"Who isn't hungry? You've been slacking off here for so long and you still have the nerve to complain of being hungry." After saying that, the educated youth who brought the meal ate up half of the rice in Zhou Yue's bowl.
Zhou Yue wanted to stop them, but seeing the eager eyes of the big guys, she backed off, found a place to sit down and started eating.
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