In the fields full of hope, everyone was working enthusiastically.
As the sun gradually sets in the west, everyone doesn't feel tired and is still talking and laughing.
Some people are cutting the grain; some are threshing; some are picking the rice up the official road and returning it to the village drying field; some are bundling the threshed rice straw for easy drying. There is a method for this, as long as the rice ears are just tied up. After tying it up, spread it out with a pulling movement and stand. The tied straw is like a graceful little girl, standing in the harvested field, enjoying the sunshine.
The straw bundled in this way is not only convenient for drying, but also easy to carry back to the village, and then pile it into a cylindrical firewood pile, so that each one can be taken home for firewood later.
Moreover, such firewood piles can be piled directly outside, and you don’t have to worry about rain. Only the top layer will get wet, so you don’t have to worry about not having enough space in the firewood shed at home.
When you need to use it, just drag some back to the stove at home and pile them up. It is very convenient to make a fire.
Therefore, after every autumn harvest, there are "scarecrows" standing in the fields.
In autumn, when the wind is strong, the rice can usually be picked out and piled up after being exposed to the sun for a few days. However, this is not possible during the summer harvest, and it is not possible this time, because after the summer harvest, the ground must be plowed immediately to prepare for transplanting, and this time too.
When this acre of land is harvested, the straw must be immediately taken back to the village to dry, and then the land must be plowed, fertilized, and prepared for transplanting.
Ruoxuan was restless. Although she had lived for a hundred years, she was still a child. When she got tired of wielding the sickle, she ran to bundle straw among the children. After bundling for a while and playing with the children in the village, she felt that It's not fun anymore, so I go to threshing.
There was no threshing machine at this time, so threshing relied on human power to beat the rice ears against the edge of the barrel to knock off the rice.
The barrel will be surrounded by a bamboo mat or straw mat to prevent the rice from flying around and being wasted.
This work is very strenuous and cannot be done by children. It is usually done by men.
But the adults doted on Wei Xuan, letting her do whatever she wanted, protecting her, and even helping her do evil.
Xiaoxuan is a little person who is shorter than a barrel. Not to mention his strength, how can he be high enough to thresh grains?
She wanted to say "Brother Xuanyuan, hug me", but then she found that the omnipotent God Xuanyuan was as tall as a barrel.
She immediately stretched out her hands to the villagers who were threshing grains: "Uncle Dashu, can you hold Xuan Bao and thresh grains?"
Xuanyuan Que, who followed her and protected her for most of the day after being criticized for being short, said: "..."
"Haha, okay!" Feng Shusen picked up Ruixuan.
Then Xuanyuan Que watched Ruoxuan instruct her Uncle Dashu to pick up a small bundle of rice and throw it into the barrel.
I didn't have enough strength, so I didn't throw away a few grains of rice.
Then Ruoxuan used all her strength to shake the rice ears!
As a result, he was thrown out and plunged into the barrel!
He glanced at Demon Lord Xuanyuan Que distractedly: "..."
Feng Shusen didn't expect that Ruoxuan would use such force. Moreover, after shaking the rice for a long time, his hands were a little weak. Ruoxuan was chubby and heavy, so he couldn't hold it firmly.
He tried to save it but failed, but he really tried hard!
Ruoxuan kicked her two short legs toward the sky.
Feng Shusen quickly grabbed the two short legs and pulled Wei Xuan out of the rice pile in the barrel like a radish.
He asked nervously: "Is Xuan Bao okay? Does it hurt? I'm sorry, Uncle Dashu didn't hold her tightly for a while."
Wei Xuan's hair was covered with straw and rice, and she even ate a mouthful of rice. She spit out the rice in her mouth and exhaled: "It's okay, it won't hurt if you fall into the rice."
Doesn't it hurt, just a little itchy, woo hoo, the big tree uncle is so tall and mighty, why can't he even hold a flower?
It must be too imaginary, it's just superficial.
Feng Shusen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "Xuan Bao, stop threshing and go bundle straw! All the sisters and brothers in the village are bundling straw and playing hide and seek."
"Okay!" Ruoxuan agreed with a smile. Uncle Dashu was so unreliable that he couldn't even hug her. For the sake of her own life, Ruoxuan decided not to play with him!
Then he stretched out his hands to Xuanyuan Que: "Brother Xuanyuan, hug him."
Feng Shusen wanted to say that Young Master Xuanyuan was so young that he couldn't hold her.
Then he saw Xuanyuan Que carrying Ruoxuan away easily!
Ruoxuan returned to Xuanyuan Que's arms and finally felt safe, "Brother Xuanyuan can hold him firmly, Uncle Dashu is too weak!"
Feng Shusen: "..."
After Xuanyuan Que carried her away, Xiuxuan said again: "Brother Xuanyuan, my face is so itchy, please help me wipe it."
Xuanyuan Que could only put her down, and took out the handkerchief to help her wipe her face and clean the fine straw and millet from her hair.
Ruoxuan looked at Demon Lord's little white dog chasing a black dog and was a little puzzled: "Did that dog offend Demon Lord? He has been chasing the big black dog for a long time!"
Xuanyuan Que said calmly: "No."
"Then why did the Demon Lord chase that black dog?"
"He wants to have puppies."
Ruoxuan: "..."
Demon Lord Little White Dog: "..."
He is not!
he does not want!
Stop talking nonsense!
His piglets haven't even been born yet!
The Demon Lord was so frightened that he barked at Xuanyuan Que like crazy. Then the big black dog didn't understand why the Demon Lord stopped playing with him, so it took the initiative to run towards the Demon Lord to play with it.
The little white dog Mozun was so frightened that he ran away quickly.
Seeing this, the big black dog excitedly chased after him and directly knocked down the demon king's small body.
Demon Lord Little White Dog: "..."
Oh my God!
Come and strike it to death with thunder!
At dusk, the sun is gentle and even the wind is gentle.
Seeing that it was getting late, Mrs. Lei said to everyone: "Okay, I'll get it here today. Let's eat first. After eating, we have to trouble everyone to thresh the harvested rice."
There are always people taking turns doing threshing.
It's just that threshing is more laborious and physically demanding than cutting crops, so it's much slower.
The cut rice has been piled into hills one after another, waiting to be threshed.
The weak family asked a person in the village who often cooked meals for others to help cook and deliver it to the fields.
Dry white rice, stir-fried pork slices with mushrooms, sauerkraut and white meat, braised tofu, and egg and spinach soup. This meal is very rich, and it is better than working as a helper at a landlord's house.
Everyone ran over smelling the aroma of rice.
When Ruoxuan heard that she was eating, she quickly put down her sickle. After a day of work and playing, she was tired and didn't want to walk, so she said to the little man next to her:
"Brother Xuanyuan hugs me."
Xuanyuan Que turned his back expressionlessly and squatted down slightly.
Ruoxuan immediately lay down happily.
In fact, Xuanyuan Que was also tired.
At the end of the whole day, his spiritual energy was exhausted and he felt extremely tired, mainly because of his heart, not his body, but his heart!
This flower is particularly tormenting!
In order to protect her and serve her, I spent all my spiritual power today.
He felt a little helpless as he watched the two of them harvest rice for a long time before harvesting a small piece of land.
He could clearly harvest all the rice in the field with a small spell without spending any spiritual energy. Why did he have to exhaust his spiritual energy to harvest such a foothold?
However, look at the other children's faces, hands, and clothes. Only Xiuxuan's little face is white, smooth, and still clean, with not a strand of hair messed up. , you know how well someone took care of her.
