After a long rainy day and night, the weather suddenly became hotter.

The wheat in the wheat field changes every day.

Song Juan occasionally walked by the wheat field and would break off a few wheat grains and chew them. It only took a few days for the wheat stalks to turn yellow and harden from being tender at first.

At this time, various activities in Qiaojia Town Commune also stopped.

When the wheat is about to mature, harvesting the wheat is the most important thing.

The sickle needs sharpening.

The grain drying ground needs to be leveled.

The thresher also needs to be cleaned.

Of course, the most important thing is to plan the order of harvesting the wheat.

In some sunny plots, the wheat matures early, so it must be cut first. You cannot wait until all the wheat is ripe before starting without an organization.

When harvesting wheat, it is also a day when it rains easily.

In the early years, it rained for several days before the wheat was harvested. The good wheat could not be recovered and was knocked to the ground by the wind and rain.

When the weather cleared after the rain, the wheat grains sprouted directly in the ground.

Qi Bajin, Wang Dashan and others wandered around the mountains these days, observing the wheat fields and making notes in their notebooks.

This is the key to organizing manpower to cut the wheat later.

When the apricots ripen, the wheat harvest begins.

Cutting wheat is also a physical job.

Song Juan did not rest at home this time, but joined the army of harvesting wheat.

But, she only worked for half a day and then stopped.

Wearing gloves, she didn't get any blisters on her palms from the sickle handle, but she had lower back pain as she was bent over all the time.

In addition, her cutting speed was too slow. Even if she worked for one day, it would only count as half a day's work for others.

After understanding this, Song Juan went home honestly.

If you are not the type to eat this bowl of rice, then just accept your fate honestly.

Because Song Juan only worked for half a day and then left, when the village calculated her work points, the half day she worked was directly wiped out.

Song Juan has no opinion on this.

The amount of work she did in half a day was not enough, and she really had no shame in asking others for work points. After all, if the workload was strictly calculated, her half-day work would only be worth one-tenth of the full work point!

This is really shameful.

Even the teenage Zhao Meiyuan has to do more than Song Juan.

Because of the wheat harvest, Zhao Meilan also returned to the village and participated in the work of harvesting wheat.

Although Zhao Meilan has problems with her character, she is really good at farm work.

If not, how could the old Zhao family have managed to live a decent life by exploiting Zhao Meilan and her sisters?

Zhao Meilan, who had been swaying in the wind for these days, had become somewhat taciturn.

When Song Juan occasionally met her eyes, she would find that something was wrong with Zhao Meilan's eyes, with a kind of extremely suppressed madness.

Sensing the madness in Zhao Meilan's eyes, Song Juan specially reminded her family to pay attention to Zhao Meilan in the future.

Song Juan did not hesitate to try to figure out Zhao Meilan's thoughts with the greatest malice.

Originally, Song Juan thought that Zhao Meilan might target her, after all, Zhao Meilan had always been jealous of her.

But it turns out that she underestimated how crazy Zhao Meilan was.

Zhao Meilan didn't do anything until the wheat harvest was over, and Song Juan thought she was trying. But that night, the unthreshed wheat piled on the drying field in Banpo Village caught fire.

More than a dozen wheat stacks were all set on fire.

Although the whole village was dispatched immediately, once the wheat straw burned, the fire was really fierce. Just relying on buckets of water brought by the villagers was just a drop in the bucket and could not be extinguished.

"Oh my God!"

"I can't live anymore!"

"You are blind!"

"Ah, ah..."

The old people in the village collapsed on the ground, crying and screaming.

"Report to the police!"

"Check, we must find out!"

"This must be arson!"

When the news reached the commune, the leaders of the commune were also angry.

If a village's winter wheat has been burned, there is no need to worry about public rations. Food rations are also a problem.

This loss is not just a small amount of public food. The subsequent impact will be huge.

However, this is not the end, but only the beginning.

While the police comrades were investigating the scene, the wheat at the Qiaojia Town commune station also caught fire.

Then, Pengjia Village next door also suffered a fire.

Three fires broke out in three days.

This is 100% proof that the fire was not an accident, but man-made.

But who did it?

No clues.

Song Juan used her own eyes to see and determined that the wheat in Banpo Village was burned by Zhao Meilan. However, the fires in the commune and Pengjia Village had nothing to do with Zhao Meilan.

Gang!

Song Juan subconsciously thought of this answer.

And where did Zhao Meilan find her accomplice?

The answer is that the commune found people from various villages who needed to be educated.

However, Song Juan didn't talk much.

She believed that the police comrades would discover the connection.

After all, arson requires a motive.

And it's not too difficult to find the motive.

Sure enough, in just two days, the police comrades from the county solved the case.

Zhao Meilan and two others were taken away directly.

Half a month later, the news came back that the three men's behavior was extremely heinous and they were sentenced to death.

When the news came back to Banpo Village, Song Juan was silent for a long time.

Frankly speaking, she was not surprised that Zhao Meilan ended up like this.

She just couldn't figure it out. Since Zhao Meilan could do such a thing, there was no reason for her to just do this little act of revenge!

With the ferocity she had shown before, such revenge would be too childish.

However, Zhao Meilan has been sentenced to death, what else can she do?

Song Juan always felt that there was something wrong with Zhao Meilan's approach.

"What a sin!"

"This eldest girl from the Zhao family is really evil!"

When Song Juan was struggling with Zhao Meilan's act of being too kind, Li Guilan and Song Laifu came back from outside, both of them looking ugly.

"Mom, what happened again?"

"Zhao Meilan, that black-hearted person drugged her mother and brother!"

"If someone hadn't gone to Lao Zhao's house today, I wouldn't have known about it!"

"ah……?!"

Song Juan was instantly stunned on the spot.

She felt that Zhao Meilan's mere lack of wheat in the village was not enough to vent her inner resentment. She never thought that she had really done other things secretly.

"Then, Aunt Zhao and the others..."

"Gone!"

Li Guilan sighed, "Although those couple are not human beings, they gave birth to that girl. How could she be so cruel?"

"Hey, why is this guy like this?"

Li Guilan sighed and couldn't figure it out.

Song Juan remained silent.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little scared.

She and Zhao Meilan had a fight in the winter. What was she thinking? She clearly resented herself, but why didn't she attack her?

Is there no chance, or have you figured it out?
Chapter completed!