Chapter 296 298 Fighting the Bird

That night, Zhao Yuanle repeatedly reminded him several times before he felt relieved.

Before she went back to the house to go to bed, she told Zhao Ercheng something.

"According to the number of screws, we still lack some wooden frames for pencil sharpeners. Dad, if you have time, go find someone to make ten."

Zhao Ercheng: "This is still so simple, we can do it ourselves."

Zhao Yuanle: "I won't."

Zhao Ercheng is very confident.

"I'll do it!"

Although Zhao Yuanle was suspicious, seeing that Zhao Ercheng was so confident, he didn't say much and nodded.

As soon as she lay on the bed, she heard Zhao Yuanlan sighing there.

Zhao Yuanle: "Why are you sighing?"

Zhao Yuanlan: "Oh, such a beautiful person, he has a lot of snot and saliva."

Zhao Yuanle: “…”

Zhao Yuanlan: "I thought that there was a boy in the village so beautiful, but he picked his nose and flicked his nose with his little finger. I didn't like it."

Zhao Yuanle: "...Is that so? Then your like is really... strict."

Zhao Yuanlan sighed again and buried her head in bed.

"It's better to marry a landlord. No matter how beautiful you look, you have to eat and poop, it's the same."

Zhao Yuanle nodded with relief.

Fortunately, Zhao Yuanlan's mind is still online.

The next morning, the whole family got up.

We are going to harvest wheat today.

Pasta is still served in the morning.

Because He Ju feels that eating noodles is more powerful and more hungry.

Unlike yesterday, today, no one in the family is allowed to follow him.

He Ju explained to Xiaoer: "That wheat is so thorny, your skin is so tender. Go there and you have to make the skin red. This is not like transplanting rice."

Younger: "You can't sit on the side, either?"

He Ju: "You are at home with your sister, be obedient."

The young man felt a little regretful, but nodded.

Zhao Yuanlan knew that it was uncomfortable to harvest wheat, and she was also uncomfortable to dry wheat and harvest wheat. Today she didn't want to go, she just wanted to be at home.

The five people went out together, walking in a long row on the ridge of the field.

Zhao Ercheng looked at other people who were still busy and once again lamented the ability of his family. He also greeted acquaintances in the fields from time to time and asked others about the progress of planting rice.

Zhao Yuanle was very moved when he looked at these people who were working hunched over.

These people work so hard all year round, but they can't even have enough food.

Some people do nothing, but they still eat delicious food and drink spicy food.

That's right, she was talking about Wang Baochang.

What we are talking about is the landlords’ wealth.

Gradually, after walking through these paddy fields, the group of people climbed the mud ladder, walked a long way in, and arrived at their own wheat fields.

These wheat are planted on terraced fields, and along the slope of the hillside, one more layer is produced every three feet, and it is pushed to the foot of the slope layer by layer.

It's not hot yet and the sun is not shining. At this time, a group of people picked up sickles and started to cut wheat.

Zhao Yuanle observed the wheat while harvesting the wheat.

It was different from what she saw on TV. The wheat did not look particularly full, nor did it lower its head, nor was it golden. It could only be said to be ripe and yellow.

When harvesting wheat, you also have to bend down. Holding the wheat in one hand and cutting with a sickle in the other is more laborious than planting rice seeds.

Moreover, if the ears of wheat are pricked, the leaves will be scraped, and the skin will be very uncomfortable.

He Ju was wearing long sleeves, but her face and neck were not covered, so she quickly began to turn red.

Zhao Yuankang has never done these jobs on weekdays. He is a teenager and has a tender skin. After cutting it for a while, he feels a little uncomfortable.

Sweat fell on his eyes, making his eyes hurt.

Even so, he couldn't help looking at Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle is wearing pigskin now and does not feel uncomfortable at all.

She cut her quickly and didn't care about her movements at all. There were wheat ears slapped on her face because she was too big and she didn't even blink her eyes.

When Zhao Yuankang saw Zhao Yuanle like this, his idea of ​​rest was dispelled and he could only grit his teeth and continue working.

Zhao Ercheng's movements are slower, while Zhao Sancheng's movements are fastest.

But after Zhao Yuanle was proficient, he quickly exceeded Zhao Sancheng's speed.

In this way, she left all four people behind without any rest.

When Zhao Sancheng stood up to rest, he looked at Zhao Yuanle's back and sighed.

"This labor is good."

Zhao Ercheng was also very moved.

"She is not afraid of being uncomfortable at all."

This wheat, whether it is wheat ears or leaf poles, feels uncomfortable whenever it is touched, but Zhao Yuanle has no reaction at all.

Zhao Sancheng admires Zhao Yuanle very much.

"Can you endure hardship."

Only those who can endure hardships can do things.

He Ju, who was beside him, wiped the sweat from her forehead and walked to the grass to drink water to rest.

Zhao Sancheng hurriedly stopped her drinking water.

"Stay for a while, don't drink water immediately if it's hot."

He Ju ignored it at all and drank it full in one sip.

"This is not the second summer and August, what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Sancheng: "You will get stomach problems when you are old."

He Ju: "Then you went to wash your feet and hands when you were hot before. It would be strange if you were old and you didn't have rheumatism."

Zhao Sancheng was stunned and could not find any refutation.

Zhao Ercheng smiled, and he went over and took the sickle from Zhao Yuankang's hand.

"Okay, take a break."

Zhao Yuankang looked at Zhao Yuanle: "Second sister won't rest?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuanle from the other side of the wheat field heard it, raised his head and said loudly, "I don't need to rest."

After saying that, she buried her head in her work again.

She will definitely finish cutting this wheat field today.

As fast as you can, you can.

Zhao Ercheng took a break for a while, filled the harvested wheat in a cloth bag, and carried it home on his shoulder.

The few people here have rested and have started working.

Zhao Yuanle's side became more and more excited.

She felt that this was not tiring at all, and it was very rhythmic, and the cutting of things was very fun, especially as she saw fewer and fewer uncut wheat fields and more and more wheat, she felt particularly accomplished.

Because Zhao Yuanle was too powerful, Zhao Sancheng and others followed Zhao Yuanle directly to collect the wheat.

Once Zhao Ercheng came back, he could just carry a big bag and go back.

With the division of labor, the task of harvesting wheat is completed faster.

It was almost noon, and the last handful of wheat in this wheat field was poured into Zhao Yuanle's hands.

Zhao Yuanle finally got up and looked up at the blue sky.

"Hehe, it's finally finished."

Zhao Sancheng looked at Zhao Yuanle with admiration.

"Lele will be a good job in the future."

He Ju smiled: "This year is probably the easiest time."

In previous years, these times were the busiest and tiring. After the work, people basically had to lose their skin.

However, this year, Zhao Yuanle made them all leisurely, as if they were back when they were young, and they could do some minor work with adults without having to work hard.

Zhao Yuanle looked around and asked, "Is there any?"

Zhao Ercheng, who had been carrying wheat for a trip, laughed when he heard this.

"You're so immersed in cutting your head? You can't even remember the wheat at home?"
Chapter completed!