The three of them and one monkey had dinner under dim light, and it was completely dark outside.
Grandma Lanhua went outside to get a basket, "I will go harvest wheat with your Grandpa Dawang and the others. Lanhua, you and Miss Xue will rest at home and take care of the house."
Qingyan didn't want to stay at home. She also wanted to take the opportunity to take some people into Chou Chou's space. It was convenient for her to see clearly this night, and they only had so many people, so they probably couldn't take in many people in one night.
Lan Hua didn't want to either. She and her grandma were the only two people at home, so she had to help. Otherwise, grandma wouldn't be able to do much work by herself. It was better than relying on others for help on the road.
Grandma Lanhua couldn't refuse Qingyan, and her granddaughter Lanhua was also a little afraid that she would be frightened by what happened during the day.
I originally thought of letting them rest at home and do as much as they can.
Now think about it, since Miss Xue is going to go, it is even more difficult to leave the orchids at home. She may have random thoughts and become more scared, so she might as well take her to the ground with her.
When the three of them went out, the others were also ready, and the group walked towards the fields in the moonlight.
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Qingyan stood at the edge of the field, looking at the "farm tools" in her hands and lost in thought.
She thought that when harvesting wheat, there would be a wheat-cutting sickle. They had that thing in their old house, and they used it to cut the grass in the yard every time they went back with their grandparents.
Unexpectedly, tools made of stone are used to cut wheat here. A stone with one side sharpened is tied to a stick to make something like a pickaxe.
She glanced at the orchid granny she was using. It was used to dig out the wheat directly from the roots, and it was only used by women. Men just pulled it out with their bare hands.
She blinked, embarrassed to ask for fear of being exposed.
On the other hand, Lanhua on the side saw her looking at the tools in a daze, and took the initiative to explain: "Sister, we used to use sickles, but iron tools are expensive, and only a few families in the village have them. We usually borrow them when they run out." .
When they left a few days ago, they took all these valuable belongings with them. Now we can only find a solution ourselves. "
Qingyan suddenly realized that this was the case!
It wasn't just that she had misremembered history, which made her think that history textbooks were all lies and that farm tools before the Song Dynasty were all stone tools!
After looking at their methods of harvesting wheat, I managed to harvest a small piece after a long time of effort.
Qingyan silently took out a pair of gloves from her backpack, put them on her hands, and pulled them off with her bare hands.
Her strength was already great, and with her martial arts training, her speed was higher than that of ordinary people. In a short time, she had finished harvesting a large piece of wheat that was not dense.
Grandma Lanhua and Lanhua were shocked by her for a long time before they came to their senses. They quickly threw away their tools, followed behind, tied up the wheat straw, and carried it in a basket to a big stone in the center.
There were two men over there, beating the wheat on the rocks with their poles and threshing the wheat.
Fortunately, the wheat has passed the harvest period, and it has not rained in the past few days. It has been dried out by the sun and can be threshed directly. Otherwise, it would not be able to be removed at all.
They don't have time to waste any more, so they can only charge as much as they want.
The two people who were threshing saw their grandfather and grandson transporting the wheat straw one after another. They all carried roots and a small amount of soil. They asked with some surprise: "How can you pull it out so fast?"
Lan Hua raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, raised her little face and said proudly: "It was all done by the fairy sister! The fairy sister was so powerful, she finished pulling out an acre of land in a short time, and my grandma and I couldn't keep up with the bunching. …”
The two of them looked up. Because it was the beginning of the month, the moonlight was not very bright. They could only vaguely see someone there, moving constantly.
Xin said, looking at this little girl with thin skin and tender flesh, she didn't expect that she was not only strong in martial arts, but also so capable.
Pulling wheat is a laborious job, and grown men like them have to take a break after working on an acre of land, which is too much for their hands and waists.
Qingyan took advantage of the fact that every time her grandfather and grandson moved sheaves of wheat to be threshed, she asked Chou Chou to put some into the space. Although there was no time to thresh, it could be used in emergencies when there was really no food in the future.
She didn't think that the food harvested this night could be eaten for a long time. Even if she harvested a lot, how to take it away would be a problem.
She remembered her father saying that when they were children, they often secretly lit a fire on the ground to roast wheat grains and eat them, thinking that they could harvest some whole ears of wheat and roast the wheat grains later for emergencies.
A group of people worked like this until midnight. No one communicated much, and they could only hear the thumping of wheat in the distance.
Suddenly, Qingyan suddenly stopped moving.
Turning back to Grandma Lanhua who was bundling wheat straw behind her, she said quickly: "Grandma Yang, let's split up and tell everyone to lie down where they are and don't move. There is the sound of horse hooves in the distance, someone must be coming."
Grandma Orchid: "!!"
Without asking any more questions, he turned to Lanhua and said, "Lanhua, you go east, I'll go north!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked north. Lanhua also hurriedly dropped what he was doing and trotted away in the other direction.
Qingyan sent a message to Chou Chou to put away the things that were not bundled, and leave the bundled ones alone before chasing her later.
He turned around and headed in the opposite direction to Orchid.
Even though there were only a dozen people in their group, because the fields in Yangjiaping were quite large, everyone dispersed in several directions. After gathering them, they just bundled them up and sent them to the huge stone platform in the middle.
It was originally a place where the villagers used to thresh the grains. The shift workers would leave two men there to thresh the grains, and they would harvest as much as they could before dawn.
Qingyan and the other three were in the south. After running to the west for three or four minutes, they saw three people working there.
The three of them must have heard the noise, stopped what they were doing, and looked over with tools in their hands.
Afraid that they would not be able to recognize her, Qingyan said directly from a distance: "It's me. Please don't make any sound. It's best to lie down on the ground. There are horseshoes coming on the road."
The three of them responded in low voices and lay down directly on the ground covered with wheat straw. The wheat straw was not high and you could see above your shoulders when you squatted down. It would be safer to lie down on the ground.
Fortunately, it was night. If it were daytime, people would be able to see it even if they were lying down on a tall horse.
Based on Qingyan's ear, the previous sound of horse hooves should be more than a mile away, and they would probably come over soon. She told them not to move as much as possible, and then headed north.
Grandma Lanhua must have gone to the boulder platform immediately. The banging sound had disappeared, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.
When Qingyan found the villagers in the north, Grandma Lanhua had just arrived, and everyone was lying on the ground.
Because the sound of horse hooves was very close, the villagers also heard it.
The wheat next to it moved slightly, and everyone held their breath, fearing that it was a snake.
Although most of the snakes here are not poisonous, people are still afraid of them.
The wheat stalk shook twice more, and a small white head popped out. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be Miss Xue's ugly monkey...
