Two batches of tea should be delivered to the fields in the morning, and one batch of watermelon should be delivered in the afternoon.
Then they had to cook everyone's meals at noon. To be honest, the two of them were so busy at home that their feet never touched the floor.
Anyone who has burned an earthen stove in a farmhouse knows how hot it can be on this hot day.
Every time the food was cooked, they ate it in the front yard, but Mrs. Sun stayed in the backyard for a long time without getting back to her.
"You guys came back from your errands in the morning, had breakfast at our house, and then sent everyone home to escape the heat." Yang Ruoqing continued.
"When the sun goes down, you go to the fields to finish your work and finish your work later. We won't provide dinner at home. I will convert the dinner into money and add more if appropriate. I will pay them the balance on the day and let them take it. I'm sure they would be more happy if the Qian family went to have dinner, what do you think, dad?" she asked.
Yang Huazhong said: "To be honest, I saw some people suffering from heat stroke during the day these days, so I thought of doing this."
"When I came back and saw that your mother was too hot to eat, I was also anxious. I just hope that the rice will be harvested soon and the late rice will be planted as soon as possible." He said.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Okay, then when we finish work today, dad, please tell everyone."
This summer is relatively dry with less rain.
I don’t know where it is from far away, but in Wanghai County, the harvests of crops are not good in many places.
Because it's too dry.
However, the crops in Changping Village, Yujia Village, and Zhengjia Village are growing much better than elsewhere.
Don’t forget the well digger when you are drinking water.
Everyone once again deeply felt the beauty of Yang Ruoqing's "growing vines and melons" canal system.
During floods, small hand-dug ponds on both sides of the canal can store water and share the pressure of the canal to prevent water from overflowing from the canal and flooding crops and fields on both sides.
During droughts, the water accumulated in these small ponds becomes a source of life-saving.
Although evaporation occurs every day, it can at least alleviate the urgent need and allow the crops to survive this most critical period. By the beginning of autumn, the rain will fall.
In the morning, I went to the pond to wash clothes and vegetables. When everyone saw Yang Huazhong and the others carrying the water tanker to the fields, they all rushed to say hello and get close to Yang Huazhong.
Everyone was queuing up, expecting the water tanker to bring water to water the crops.
Therefore, the Yang Huazhong family, which owns the only keel waterwheel in the village, has once again become the focus of the village. Even the entire Yang family is sought after when walking in the village.
Old Yangtou's waist became stiff again.
After a hectic harvest, this year's early rice was finally harvested, dried and stored in the warehouse.
The late rice seedlings were also struck and inserted into the fields while the iron was hot.
The long-anticipated rain has finally arrived.
At this time, it is already the end of June in the lunar calendar, and it is almost July.
On this day, there was a thin drizzle of rain in the sky, which dissipated the heat and heat wave that had dominated the past month.
The temperature had dropped a bit, and the wind was blowing raindrops into the house. In the aisle between the front and back doors, a bamboo bed was placed. Lying on it and stretching out her limbs, Yang Ruoqing felt like she could sleep all day. sky.
However, I still have to get up today, because Mrs. Sun took new rice to grind the rice paste, and today she is going to make rice flour cakes to reward the family.
Yang Ruoqing planned to go over to help first and come back after lunch to take a good nap.
The old Luo family, Tuoba Xian and their children, Yang Ruolan and Ahao, the Sun family, as well as the old Yangtou and Tan family were all invited by Yang Huazhong.
It was raining outside, and the spacious main room of Yang Huazhong's house was cool and lively.
The happiest moments for children like Luo Baobao and others are when they are teased by their elders and deliberately act coquettishly.
There was constant laughter and joy in the hall.
Yang Ruoqing was also very happy, thinking it would be nice if Tang Yazi was also at home.
In the backyard kitchen, Mrs. Sun and the eldest sister Sun were busy making rice noodle cakes.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Mrs. Sun quickly waved to her.
"Qing'er, you came just in time. The first cage of rice noodle cakes has just come out of the pot. Come and try it." She said.
Yang Ruoqing came over and took a look. In the bamboo steamer, the rice flour cake as white as jade had just come out of the pot.
On each one, there is a plum blossom-shaped pattern dotted with red edible paint.
It's steaming hot, and it's very alluring just by looking at it.
"Wait a minute, offer it to the Kitchen God first." Mrs. Sun reminded from the side.
Yang Ruoqing quickly picked up two of them, put them in a bowl and placed them on the innermost part of the stove next to the wall. She put her hands together and bowed twice.
After doing all this, he turned around, picked one up for himself, blew it to his mouth, and took the first bite.
A touch of sourness, a touch of sweetness.
The unique delicacy of the rice noodles entwines with the tip of the tongue, and the faint fragrance is a gift from nature.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" asked Da Sun.
Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "I can eat three kilograms in one breath!"
This is not bragging, it is true.
She actually ate three kilograms of this kind of rice cake at the highest record, and she still had endless aftertaste after eating it.
"Mom, aunt, why don't you eat?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Da Sun said: "I ate a lot for breakfast, so I'm not hungry now."
Mrs. Sun said: "I will eat it later. I made these fried rice noodles first."
"By the way, Qing'er, after you finish eating the one in your hand, take the first thing in the steamer to the front yard for everyone to try."
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The theme of this meal is to eat rice noodle cakes made from new rice.
However, rice cooked with new rice is available, as well as various stir-fry dishes.
A very hearty meal.
When she was halfway through eating, Yang Huamei suddenly thought of something. She looked around and asked, "It's strange. We all came here to eat rice cakes. Why didn't the most greedy fourth sister-in-law come over? How strange!" "
After hearing Yang Huamei's words, the smile on Old Yangtou's face paused.
He scolded Yang Huamei: "Why are you talking? Didn't He'er give birth to a baby, and your fourth sister-in-law went to serve the confinement child?"
"Ah? He'er gave birth to a baby? When did it happen?" Yang Huamei's eyes widened in surprise.
Everyone else at the table also expressed surprise, including Yang Ruoqing and Sun.
Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned to ask Mr. Tan who was sitting next to him.
"What's going on? Didn't I ask you to talk to your family so they can prepare for the Nine Dynasties ceremony?" he asked.
"Didn't you tell me?" he asked again.
Mrs. Tan was holding a rice noodle cake in her hand and was eating it leisurely.
When she heard Old Yang's question, she didn't even raise her head. She changed her color and said, "I forgot, I didn't have time to say it."
"What?" Old Yangtou was even more surprised.
"It's such a big deal for He'er to give birth to a baby. How can you just forget about it and it'll be fine?" the old man asked again.
"If you don't tell me, what will you do when you give me gifts later?" He asked sternly, putting down the chopsticks in his hand.
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