"This...sixth sister, am I not dazzled?" Shen Yong murmured.
Isn't this the cotton that Shen Qingqian and the others brought home yesterday? Why are there so many here? This is so spectacular!
Shen Qingqian smiled, "If what the fourth brother saw was a cotton field, it wouldn't be dazzling. I didn't expect that there would be so much cotton here."
"Sister-in-law is indeed right. Sixth sister, you are so lucky. You can meet good things wherever you go." After Shen Yong marveled, she praised Shen Qingqian first, then turned around and ran away, "I'll go call the fourth sister and the fifth sister." Come pick cotton, sister!”
Seeing his running back, Shen Qingqian really couldn't laugh or cry. The fourth brother really said that wind is like rain when doing things.
Shen Qingqian didn't wait for them to come and picked it up by herself.
However, there are thousands of cotton plants in this cotton field, and there are also many cotton bolls on each plant, so picking them is not very fast.
When Shen Qingqian picked the third plant, sisters Shen Qingning and Shen Yong came running out of breath.
"Don't say anything. We have to pick it quickly, otherwise what if other people see it and come to pick it too?" Shen Yong said to the two sisters Shen Qingning after resting for a while.
They just came here carrying other people on their backs, and no one should be looking for them for a while.
Shen Qingqian glanced at Shen Yong in surprise, but he didn't realize that this kid was quite thoughtful.
Yesterday, she harvested more than 3,000 cotton seeds, and it was impossible to plant them all, but she still deliberately planted some to prevent anyone from snatching them. Of course it would be better if no one came, and their family would have more cotton to use.
Winter is coming soon, and there is not even a little green outside. There is not much food in each family. Many people’s half-year-old children are sent to the surroundings to look for food. Seeing them picking cotton, they will not care what the use of the flowers is. I must rush to pick them first.
The most important thing is that the cotton grows in the fields themselves, and they have to let others pick it.
The four siblings were busy picking cotton, with only Shen Qingning saying a few words from time to time.
"Ouch, my waist!" Shen Qingning held her waist and hammered it a few times before continuing to pick. She said, "I never knew picking flowers could be so tiring."
When she was in Beijing, she went to several flower parties with her family elders. It was very enjoyable to enjoy flowers and pick a few flowers to play with. Only today did she realize that picking flowers can also be tiring.
Shen Qingqian also straightened up and moved for a while, and then said: "There is no way, the cotton plant is too short, bending down must be tiring."
Yesterday, she and Shen Qingxiao only picked less than forty cotton plants, so of course they didn't feel anything, but today there were so many cotton plants that no one could bear it.
"It's quite tiring, but if you think about using this to make cotton-padded clothes and quilts, we won't have to be afraid of the cold in winter. It's worth the fatigue." Shen Qingyu shook her hands and after picking for a while, her hands turned a little red.
Shen Yong heard the words of the sisters and stopped what he was doing, "We've almost picked them. I'll send these back first. I'll call the second and third sisters over and try to get them all home before dark."
Although he had a wild temper, he was very reliable in his work. He put the picked cotton into a basket, found a stick as a shoulder pole, picked it up and ran home.
"Fourth and fifth sisters, let's pick them quickly. The more we gather, the less likely we will be frozen this winter." Shen Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief on her hands and continued her work.
Perhaps the Shen family knew the importance of cotton, so it didn't take long for Shen Yong to bring a few more people over from home. With everyone's concerted efforts, they managed to pick all the cotton in the field before dark. Z.br>
The people in the valley finished their work, and Shen Jun, Shen Shan, and Liang ran to the back of the valley to help pick the picked cotton to their homes.
Wang Hao had just returned from work in the mine. When he saw this scene at the gate of the yard, he pointed at them and laughed: "Isn't the Shen family stupid? The whole family brought back a bunch of flowers. Why, we can't appreciate precious flowers and plants anymore. Whatever When you see a flower, you go home to pick it up?"
