When Ruoxuan heard that it was going to rain, the three people who were so frightened that they still wanted to wash their faces and put on sunscreen lost their mood.
What sunscreen to wear?
Harvesting rice is important!
Mrs. Lei: "Second daughter-in-law, please go and inform the village chief and other villagers that we will start harvesting rice today."
"Fourth daughter-in-law, please come with me to find someone to help harvest the rice."
"Xuan Bao, go up the mountain and talk to Grandma Xuanyuan!"
"good!"
So, a few women from weak families took action!
In less than a quarter of an hour, the villagers were running towards the yellow-green rice fields with sickles in hand.
The weak family has a lot of fields, and the fields given by the emperor were later planted with rice. Fortunately, people have been hired to take care of the rice harvesters. Weishui had hired them before. He said that he would be ready to harvest in the next few days. Although it is sudden now, everyone I have already prepared for it. After all, the rice is already eighty-nine years old. It would be better to wait two days, but it can be harvested now.
After all, spring and summer are the rainiest seasons, so of course the rice must be harvested when the weather is good.
Therefore, the people invited by the weak family arrived quickly. Although it was sudden, it was not chaotic.
Ruoxuan notified Mrs. Xuanyuan, who immediately asked shopkeeper Gu to go to the city to notify Magistrate Zhang.
An hour later, the entire county's third-season rice harvest began.
Because the rice grown best in the fields of weak families, County Magistrate Zhang arranged for the master to watch the Guandang, and he hurried to Xishui Village.
After receiving the news, the Ruoshui brothers abandoned their work in the study and rushed back to collect it.
After Mr. Han learned about it, he also brought a few students to help. However, Mr. Han knew that he didn't understand much, and his students didn't understand even more. To avoid hindering everyone's work, he found a piece of land that no one had harvested and took the students with him. They harvest.
Although it is slow, there is nothing wrong. Of course, such a simple task can be understood at a glance, and there is nothing wrong. It is just a matter of speed.
Of course, if you are not careful, you will be cut off by the sickle.
Mrs. Xuanyuan also went to the fields to help the weak harvest.
Despite her age, she could grab several rice plants with one sweep of her long arm, and cut off a large bundle of rice with a wave of her sickle!
That speed is no slower than an adult man who has been doing farm work for many years.
She is the person who can kill enemies bravely, open up new territories, and protect her country when she picks up a spear. She can raise children and make a living by picking up a sickle.
The people who came to help in the village were shocked: "The old lady cuts the crops so neatly!"
Harvesting rice is called cutting grain in the local dialect of the villagers.
"No, you can catch a handful more crops than me."
Mrs. Xuanyuan was happy when she heard this: "I will start cutting crops when I am Xuan Bao's age! My family was poor at that time, and I could cut three plants in a row at the age of five."
After hearing this, the villagers praised her one after another: "I really couldn't tell. I thought the old lady was the child of a wealthy family."
"The old lady has a noble spirit, but I didn't expect that she also lived a hard life when she was a child."
"Yes, the old lady looks like she comes from a wealthy family. She doesn't look like she has endured hardship."
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"It's bitter. I've been so miserable that I've eaten the roots of trees, and I've been lying in the ice and snow. This wealth is earned by working hard for most of my life and risking my life! I've died several times!" Old Madam Xuanyuan said with a smile. The villagers spoke.
"Haha, madam, are you kidding! This doesn't look like it!"
"Everything I said is true. When I was a child, there was war everywhere, so it was hard to live a good life."
"That's true. At that time, we were so frightened that we slept in the open and had no food to eat. Many people died and they almost thought they couldn't survive." An elderly man was deeply moved after hearing this.
"It was really hard at that time, miserable and painful. Fortunately, the world is peaceful now."
The village chief took the opportunity to encourage the villagers: "It shows that this person has unlimited possibilities. As long as he works hard, wealth and glory are not a dream! Look, after this year, the family will probably not be able to finish all the food!"
"Haha, that's right! The village chief is right!"
"Village Chief Jinkou Yuyan, from now on we will all have enough food and clothing!"
"Plenty of food and clothing!"
"D!"
“The house is full of food!”
"The grain is full and the warehouse is full!"
"There is always a surplus of food every year!"
…
The villagers spontaneously said different auspicious words to each other.
When everyone looked at the heavy ears of rice and the golden rice fields, their hearts were filled with heat and there were tears in their eyes.
In addition to the people invited by the weak families, many people in the village came to help without any money.
Just because what they harvest this time is not rice, but hope, food and clothing for future generations.
Seeing the tears in everyone's eyes and hearing everyone's most basic hope for survival, Mrs. Xuanyuan wiped her tears with her mouth.
Mrs. Xuanyuan used to think that she would not live long enough to see Xuanyuan Kingdom prosper and the people have enough food and clothing. She only hoped that in her lifetime she could see the hidden dangers of the previous dynasty eliminated and the world at peace, and she would die without regrets.
But when she saw the tears in everyone's eyes and looked at the ears of rice in front of her, she had never seen such heavy ears of rice in her decades of life. The yield per mu had at least doubled.
When she sees the late emperor a hundred years later, she may be able to proudly tell him that Xuanyuan Kingdom may not be prosperous, but the people will definitely not have to worry about food in the future!
She definitely wants to make this area of Shengping Mansion the granary of Xuanyuan Kingdom!
Mr. Han was also deeply shocked by the humblest hope from the villagers.
Most of the wishes he usually hears are about a bright future, a prosperous career in officialdom, promotion, prosperity, wealth and good health, good luck, or being the number one scholar in high school, becoming a Jinshi, and everything goes smoothly.
It turns out that the people don't really want much, just food and clothing.
Mr. Han suddenly felt that in his decades of life, he had devoted himself to studying knowledge and cultivated countless talents. He had many talents all over the world, and most of the officials in the DPRK and China were his students.
I thought he would be a contributor to the court and the people.
Now it seems like nothing, worse than a grain of grain.
Ridiculous, deplorable and pitiful!
Mr. Han is increasingly determined to write a comprehensive agricultural book!
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, and adults have no sense of their sorrows, sweetness, and weakness.
She and Xuanyuan Que also went to the fields to help. She found it lively and fun and felt a sense of accomplishment.
Weak Xuan's little body is not much taller than Da Dao. It should be said that Da Dao is even taller than her!
The little person's face was scratched by the rice leaves as soon as he fell to the ground.
She didn't care, she enthusiastically held the sickle to cut the crops, and then cut her finger off with the first cut!
Ruoxuan stretched out her bleeding little finger in front of Xuanyuan Que: "Brother Xuanyuan, hold it in your mouth to stop the bleeding."
Xuanyuan Que frowned, glanced left and right, then held her fingers and used an immortal technique to stop the bleeding and heal her injuries.
"Okay, be careful."
"Yeah." Ruoxuan retracted her hand happily and went to wave her sickle again, Huo Huo rice.
Xuanyuan Que saw that her little face was scratched with red marks from the seedlings again, frowned, and focused on her, using his spiritual power to protect her whole body.
Others can't see it. Only when it's in estrus and its body is uncontrollably chasing the bitch in the field, the little white dog Mozun can see a spherical transparent light curtain surrounding Wei Xuan.
It couldn't help but rolled its eyes and continued to chase the most beautiful bitch in the village!
It doesn’t know why it chases it, but it really wants to chase it anyway!
I feel uncomfortable all over if I don’t chase!
Dear children, happy winter solstice, happy winter solstice, happy winter solstice, haha~
