The world is eternal and ruthless.
One person's will alone can never affect it, even if that person is the emperor!
Therefore, Xiao Han's unreasonable temper tantrum has no meaning except making himself exhausted and bruised.
Tired, tired.
Lying on the withered grass, staring at the blue sky in a daze.
A plump cricket somehow jumped up between Xiao Han's eyebrows. A pair of long beards trembled a few times, and his small black eyes suddenly found a pair of big eyes staring at it.
After their eyes met, a cricket chirped, and he jumped into the grass from the door in front of Xiao Han, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
The cricket was very plump, and Xiao Han's thighs felt a little itchy. He stretched out his hand and touched his eyebrows. Xiao Han finally sat up from the ground.
"Xiaodong, Xiaodong!"
In the distance, Xiaodong heard Xiao Han calling him, so he jumped out from behind the bag and rushed over at a trot.
"Master Hou, did you call me?" Xiaodong asked carefully.
Xiao Han glanced at him, then suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "Pull me up, I just lost my energy..."
"Huh? Oh!"
Xiaodong blinked and didn't react until Xiao Han repeated it again.
He quickly came over to help Xiao Han stand up and walked back step by step.
Seeing each other off even though we are far away is a sign of friendship!
Xiao Han didn't feel tired when he said goodbye, but when he came back, he was exhausted. During this ten-mile journey, Xiao Han and Shengsheng almost had their legs broken.
The three people and one dog walked slowly for who knows how long. They still couldn't see the slightest sign of getting home. The only change was that the roads on both sides changed from weeds to patches of fertile farmland and beautiful scenery.
Regardless of your dynasty or generation, autumn is a busy season! Since the grain in the fields has matured, farmers have been constantly going back and forth from the fields, transporting their hard-earned harvest home for a year, for fear that some unscrupulous people will steal it if it is left in the fields.
Xiao Han stopped at the roadside and watched people slowly passing by carrying food on their backs. Although the burden was heavy, their faces were still filled with smiles from the bottom of their hearts. They wished that the burden on their shoulders was heavier.
There was no roar of tractors on the road, which made Xiao Han not used to it, and he always felt that there was something missing.
In fact, not only are there no tractors, but mules and horses are rarely seen on this road!
There is no way, large livestock at this time are very expensive, ordinary people cannot afford them, nor can they afford them! Generally only landlords and wealthy families can afford to raise them.
So when a man proudly drives a healthy cow home, pulling a cart full of harvest behind him, the people next to him all cast envious glances! Maybe they are also thinking in their hearts, when can they own a cow?
In any case, there are ways to do things without livestock, it’s nothing more than having an extra force! The dealer guy can't do anything else, but he can still contribute! There are only so many days in the autumn harvest. Once you are busy and tired, it will be over. You will have plenty of time to rest later!
Xiao Han stood on the side of the road, watching the man driving the bullock cart slowly approaching.
The man didn't know Xiao Han, he only saw the dirt all over Xiao Han's body. In addition, these three people and one dog didn't have any tools in their hands, so he naturally turned them into idlers.
With a contemptuous snort, the man raised his whip and hit a whip in the air.
However, the old cow is not a fast horse! Even if you really whip the whip into bloom, it will only move slowly step by step.
"Oh!" The man clearly saw the sneer on the stupid man's face. Feeling that he couldn't hold it back, he shouted and kicked the cow's butt hard to make the bullock speed up, so as to stay away from these "idle people".
Being looked down upon by a farmer's grandson...
If it were any other marquis, he would most likely become angry! Then kill his cattle, overturn his car, and finally send this blind guy to prison!
But at this time, Xiao Han was still calm and calm. He had seen a lot of things in the world, so he felt calm and unhurried.
His eyes slowly turned from the avenue to the fields. After coming here for so long, Xiao Han also knew that Hanzhong usually grows one season of rice and one season of wheat.
When the rice is harvested in autumn, wheat will soon be planted on the idle land. This way, there will be two harvests in a year. Although it is a bit tiring, as long as the weather is good and the weather is good, it is worth it to live a good year in peace and stability.
Having said this, someone asked, since one season of rice and one season of wheat can also be harvested twice. Three-crop rice can be harvested twice, so why bother to go through so much trouble to get three-crop rice?
Most people who can ask this question have never farmed before. Compared with wheat, rice has so many advantages. If nothing else, its yield is twice as high as that of wheat! Therefore, even if Xiao Han's three-crop rice can only be grown for two seasons here, there will still be countless people rushing to plant it!
Autumn harvest is an important event. At this time, the whole family must work together!
The men in the family are the main force in the autumn harvest.
The dark arms are waving the shining sickle, harvesting the rice ears rhythmically, and just looking at it has a pleasing beauty.
Behind the men, there are mostly women wearing floral headscarves. One by one, they hunched over and collected the grain that had been cut in front of them, waiting to be transported to the field together.
The half-grown children in the family can also help with the work at this time. If they can't do the heavy work, they just pick up the rice ears that fall on the ground.
Whenever he picked up something as big as an ear, he would cheer and run forward to show his merit to his elders. After receiving an encouraging pat on the head, he would open his eyes even more diligently and stare at the ground.
Even though Xiao Han comes from a later generation, he is actually no stranger to autumn harvest.
When he was still in elementary school in his previous life, Xiao Han's school had a special holiday in the fall, called the Wheat Holiday.
This holiday, which lasts for more than a week, can be seen from the name. It is specially used for students to go home and help with work.
Xiao Han didn't have land, and neither did the orphanage, but at this time, he often went to help his classmates' families with work. He didn't do much and didn't get paid. He only had to take care of the meals.
But the difference between then and now is that there were already harvesters at that time, and there was no need for people to harvest bit by bit with sickles. Only corn and peanuts still needed people to break and plan them. Often at the end of the day, my waist was tired. Unable to stand up.
Thinking of his stupidity before, Xiao Han couldn't help but smile bitterly. He stood in a field that was about to be harvested and looked at a golden rice stalk standing stubbornly in the ground. Without the heavy ears of rice, they are straighter than before.
Not far away, black smoke rushed into the sky, causing the fool to stand on tiptoe to watch. But don't worry, this is not smoke, but straw in the harvested rice fields.
This is also a tradition. In the hearts of the Tang people, cultivating the land for half a year is also a reward for hard work.
Therefore, except for the necessary straw for making fire and cooking at home, everything else must be left in the ground. After a fire, ashes return to dust and soil returns to soil. The ashes of incineration can also add a little fertility to the earth, making the next year's harvest better.
The pale world, the pale faces, the pale scenes, plus the pale mood.
If the messenger hadn't suddenly rushed in, Xiao Han would have continued to be depressed in this solemn atmosphere.
A fast horse was galloping on the road, and people walking on the road got out of the way and looked this way.
There was a young man riding on the horse. When he saw Xiao Han, he immediately pulled the reins, jumped off the horse, and knelt on one knee.
"Master Hou, Miss Xue's family just came here from Chang'an!"
"Hmm? Who's coming?"
Xiao Han looked at the young man and asked stupidly without thinking.
The young man who sent the message tried his best to catch his breath, and said word by word to Xiao Han: "She is the young lady of the Xue family in Chang'an! Brother Ren asked you to hurry up..."
The young man was halfway through speaking, but the rest was yet to come out! Xiao Han, who was originally resentful, suddenly turned from confusion to shock, and then to ecstasy!
"Xue Pan is here?!" Xiao Han, who was overjoyed, jumped two feet high! He climbed directly onto the horse's back, and then, yellow dust billowed...
The man driving the bullock cart hadn't gone too far when he happened to see this scene. He immediately opened his big mouth like a hippopotamus and almost fell off the bullock cart!
"My dear, a fine horse costs at least forty or fifty gold, which is enough to buy several cows. Which young master is this?"
(Five hundred chapters, ho ho ho...)
