The sound of flails.
The night is getting darker.
Some people who have a lot of land at home are still busy.
Cheng Wanwan told the children to wash up quickly and lie down in bed to rest. They would have to harvest tomorrow. After staying up all night and being tired for another day, people can easily get sick.
When she walked into the house, the master and the servant were tossing and turning in the main room. It was obvious that they were not used to it and could not sleep.
She saw several cuts on Shen Zheng's face, and Ah Fu was also injured. Shen Zheng was only sixteen, and Ah Fu looked to be fourteen years old. The two children left home, here I was tired, frightened and injured. If I had nightmares again at night, I might get nightmare fever.
She walked into the back room, bought some anti-inflammatory potions and tranquilizers from the mall, and walked into the main room.
She said softly: "Ah Fu, let your young master take care of his injuries. These pills are for soothing the nerves. Each of you should take one pill."
Ah Fu smelled the anti-inflammatory potion and felt that it was different from the ones he had used before, but he could understand that the young master used Jingui's ointment. This is Dahe Village. This potion should be made from wild herbs in the mountains. Yes, it's normal if he hasn't seen it before. Something useful is better than nothing.
Ah Fu carefully applied anti-inflammatory medicine to Shen Zheng and waited for Shen Zheng to swallow the pills.
Shen Zheng wanted to have the guts to refuse all this, but he was really too tired and in pain, so he had to accept everything silently.
After taking the medicine, the master and servant quickly fell asleep.
Cheng Zhao spread hay half a meter away from them, lay down and fell asleep.
Shen Zheng woke up before dawn.
He sat for a long time before he realized where he was. He was wearing patched clothes and straw beneath him. The room was gray, and there were chickens, ducks, and puppies barking outside.
Ah Fu wasn't around, and he didn't know what he was doing.
He stood up, put on his shoes, and crossed the threshold.
The sky is dim and bright, but the entire Dahe Village has woken up.
There were voices in the yard.
"Sidan, what's the matter with your hair? Why is it so dirty? I said why there is mud everywhere on the bed. It turns out that it was your hair." Cheng Wanwan said angrily, "You didn't know that last night. Do you want to take a shower? Come here and lie down, and I’ll wash your hair..."
Zhao Sidan refused: "Mom, I will be busy and sweaty again later, so I can wash it at night."
Cheng Wanwan scolded him: "Then you ate something last night, can you not eat it today? If it's dirty, you have to wash it off. Why don't you wash it off at night? Come here."
Zhao Sidan could only say: "I will do it myself."
"Okay, just lie down when I ask you to, and stop talking."
Cheng Wanwan pushed him down on the bench. There were no cleaning supplies in the house, and he couldn't wash it clean no matter how many times he washed it with water.
She comes to wash it, and she can also sneak in some shampoo.
Si Dan's hair is quite long, and the hair tie is untied, about 30 to 40 centimeters long. His hair is a little oily, and there are mud and grass clippings in it. It is not ordinary dirty.
After she wet her hair, she applied non-foaming shampoo, rinsed it with water, and then used a comb to comb out the knotted hair...
Shen Zheng walked out of the house and saw such a scene.
Under the thin morning light, in the corner of the yard, a woman was combing her child's hair with gentle eyes. There were chickens, ducks, and puppies in the yard. The surrounding ground was full of rice stalks and grains. The morning light was highlighted by the rice, making this scene extraordinarily special. Warm.
"Mom, you are so kind..."
Zhao Sidan looked at Cheng Wanwan eagerly and couldn't help but sigh.
Shen Zheng looked away. He didn't have a mother in his mind, but many people wanted to be his mother. He always felt that he was old and didn't need another mother to control him. But now, looking at this girl in the small courtyard, In one scene, he began to envy Zhao Sidan, and he actually wanted this woman to comb his hair.
"Master, the face wash is ready."
Ah Fu came over and interrupted Shen Zheng's thoughts.
His young master wanted to wash himself with warm water in the morning. He boiled the water and mixed it with hot water. The water was just right, neither cold nor hot.
Shen Zheng walked over to wash his face.
Cheng Wanwan was full of rage. She really wanted to take a pair of scissors and cut off Zhao Sidan's hair with one click. For a boy, why should he keep his hair long? Isn't this giving him something to do?
She suppressed her temper and combed her hair as patiently as possible. She secretly applied essential oil on the areas that couldn't be combed away. Finally, Zhao Sidan's hair was finally sorted.
When she raised her head, she saw that the boss, second, and third were all looking at her with longing eyes. Cheng Zhao was also looking here. Even Shen Zheng and Ah Fu, who had just moved in yesterday, were also staring at her...
One, two, three, four, five, six... washing the hair of so many children will drive her crazy.
Cheng Wanwan stood up decisively: "Hui Niang, is breakfast ready? Hurry up and set the food. After eating, go to work."
Breakfast was very simple. Each person had a cornmeal bun and a bowl of rice noodles. The whole table ate it in one go with their heads down.
Ah Fu squatted on the edge of the threshold and ate. He seriously doubted that he would be able to finish his work today. This might be his only meal today.
After the meal, when Cheng Wanwan was about to assign tasks, Zhao Dashan said: "Mom, leave the matters in the fields to us. You stay at home and rest."
He saw three blood blisters on his mother's palms, one of which burst. Working with these hands would hurt to death.
Zhao Sanniu nodded: "I'm strong, I'll be fine if I work more."
Cheng Zhao stood up and said, "Second aunt stays at home, and I will go to the fields to help some cousins."
Cheng Wanwan felt worried. Although she was tired, she never complained, nor did she show the blisters on her hands to the children. Unexpectedly, the children actually saw it and offered to let her stay at home. rest.
"I'm just responsible for tying the rice. It won't hurt my hands." Cheng Wanwan's eyes fell on Shen Zheng and Ah Fu, "Today's task is to thresh the rice. Yesterday you went to Dahe Village in the afternoon, so each person weighed five kilograms. Today One whole day, ten pounds per person.”
Ah Fu's expression froze.
Yesterday, five or six kilograms were taken out and it would kill him. Today, if a total of twenty kilograms was taken out, he might as well die.
The magistrate obviously wanted the young master to suffer, so why was he the one who suffered in the end?
Ah Fu almost wanted to cry.
Cheng Wanwan did not look at the master and servant, but took the sickle, pole and straw rope and went to the fields with his sons.
It will be morning. There is a gentle breeze in the early morning. There is no need to wear a straw hat when working. The morning breeze blows, which is a little cool. Farmers are harvesting quickly while the sun is not out, and they are very busy.
Cheng Wanwan kept her head down and worked hard. She had become a work machine without emotion.
It can be said that in her previous life of more than thirty years, she had never been so tired. She never knew that the autumn harvest was so tiring.
The family's five acres of land is not a lot, but it takes a lot of time to cut the rice stalks one by one. One person can harvest about half an acre of land in a day. Their family has two people to harvest, and it takes about five acres to harvest five acres of land. Days of time, this is only the third day, there is still a long way to go.
Cheng Wanwan sighed, rubbed his waist, and continued working.
The land of Lao Zhao's house was not far from her home. When Mrs. Zhao came down to deliver tea, she couldn't help but mutter to Mr. Zhao: "During the autumn harvest a few years ago, the eldest daughter-in-law was more lazy than the third daughter-in-law. He has been so diligent this year..."
When Mrs. Sun heard this, she immediately retorted: "Mom, I really haven't been lazy. Look, I'm still pregnant and go to the fields to harvest rice. My hands and feet are very diligent."
Mrs. Zhao twitched her lips. She didn't know who was lying in bed pretending to be sick two days ago and refused to get up.
She divided the rice in the field into three equal parts today. All the children and old man Zhao are responsible for one third, and the second and third bedrooms are each responsible for one third. No, Mrs. Sun was afraid that Zhao Youcai could not finish the job alone, so she took the initiative The only advantage of her third daughter-in-law is that she cares about men. This is the fundamental reason why Mrs. Zhao tolerates Mr. Sun's behavior from time to time.
