Chapter 409: Planting rice in the fields

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It was quiet all the way.

Cheng Yuanyuan was in a low mood, and Sanmao was not in a good mood either. Mother and son held hands and neither spoke.

Cheng Wanwan sighed quietly and said nothing.

Even modern independent women need time to digest the sudden divorce.

It is not easy to take this step, but fortunately, after taking this step, it will be a brand new life.

Cheng Wanwan returned to Dahe Village first, while Zhao Sanniu and the patrol team went to the county government to report to the officials and stole official money, which was enough to keep Liu Kui in jail for at least ten years.

She took Cheng Yuanyuan and sat down in the yard to have a heart-to-heart talk: "I definitely can't go back to the Cheng family. It's better for my eldest sister to settle down in Dahe Village. Sanmao is so big, it's enough to set up a household. Our Dahe Village has always welcomed outsiders. When people enter the house, just tell Li Zheng about it."

Cheng Yuanyuan nodded.

The reason why she was so determined was because she knew that Dahe Village would take in the refugees.

She is not a refugee wandering around without household registration. Li Zheng who wants to come to Dahe Village will not refuse her to settle here.

"After I make some money, I want to build a house next to the flower garden." Cheng Yuanyuan said softly, "If I buy a few acres of land, I can almost settle down."

Cheng Wanwan nodded happily: "Okay, everything is fine."

The eldest sister was always uncomfortable living in her house, always scrambling for work, so it was obviously better to build a separate house and move out.

The two sisters live in the same village and can see each other within five minutes' walk. Is there anything more comfortable than this?

Just at this time, lunch was ready. During this period of time, Wei Hongying had been cooking, while Wei Hongyan was responsible for taking care of Xiao Zhuzhu. The two sisters were well organized in matters at home, and Cheng Wanwan did not need to worry about them.

The staple food at noon is noodles, and each person has a poached egg and lard residue in the bowl. There are four or five bowls of vegetables on the table, including a bamboo shoot, a wild vegetable, a salted duck egg, and pickled radish left over from last winter.

Yesterday I ate a lot of fish and meat, but today I am a vegetarian and it feels different.

Cao Yingying quickly integrated into this big family. She ate with gusto and even took the initiative to wash the dishes after eating, but Cheng Wanwan refused.

As for what happened in the Cao Mansion, Cheng Wanwan planned to tell the girl one by one when she came back. Anyway, Aunt Meng was fine in the Shen Mansion, and it was time for the newlyweds to experience the sweetest few days after their marriage. …

After lunch, Zhao Dashan went to check the rice seedlings in the fields.

These rice seeds were sprinkled into the paddy fields half a month ago. Now they have grown to about 20 centimeters and can be transplanted directly.

Their family didn't have much paddy field, only about five or six acres, so they didn't need to call long-time workers for help, so Cheng Wanwan decided to go there on her own.

She had never been exposed to such farm work in her previous life, and it seemed very interesting.

The paddy fields in the village are all gathered together, and many houses have half-planted seedlings. The tender green seedlings are reflected in the water waves, giving them an indescribable sense of beauty.

"Dashan Niang, why are you going down to the ground to plant rice seedlings by yourself?" Aunt Wang straightened up and said, "Go back and rest, and I will help you when I finish here."

Datou Niang also raised her head: "How can a seventh-grade Sui Ruren go to the ground? Dashan Niang, please don't use the title of Ruren. Go up and have a rest."

Cheng Wanwan chuckled and said: "Suiru people, there is a word for sui, which is inseparable from rice and millet. Of course it is better to do it yourself."

She bent down and tied her skirt up a little, rolled up her trouser legs, and stepped down with one foot.

There is no principle of guarding men and women in this village, and there is no rule that women should not be looked down upon. Women are everywhere planting rice in the fields, and everyone is used to this scene.

It was almost late spring, and the water was slightly cool, but it got better once I got used to it.

Zhao Dashan was on the side teaching Wanwan how to plant rice seedlings: "Take a handful of seedlings in your left hand, take out a few seedlings with your right hand, pinch the roots with your fingers, and insert the seedlings into the soil, not too deep, not too shallow, almost at this position Just right... there are about two fists between each seedling..."

Cheng Wanwan quickly mastered the key and bent down to get busy.

After planting a row, I took a step back and continued planting. When I looked up, I could see the seedlings I had just planted, and I felt a sense of accomplishment.

Not long after she had been busy, she saw a bunch of people from home arriving.

Wei Hongyan had no choice but to take care of her children, so the other children rolled up their trousers and went down to the paddy fields to help. Cao Yingying also came down with her.

"Yingying, you are a new wife, what are you doing in the field?" Cheng Wanwan had a headache, "Er Gou, don't stop me."

"Mom, Yingying said she has never planted rice seedlings before and wants to learn it. If she gets tired, I will take her back." Zhao Ergou stood next to Cao Yingying and helped her tidy up her skirt. "When you are tired, just say, don't do it." Show off your strength."

Just as Cao Yingying was about to speak, her feet jumped wildly: "What's in the water, it's so itchy..."

Zhao Ergou bent down and fished out a small eel that had just grown out. He smiled and said, "You can have an extra meal tonight."

"There are also snails here." Zhao Sidan touched the water. "It seems that there are also small fish. You can eat fried small fish at night."

Wei Xiaohai suddenly lifted his left leg: "Brother Ergou, help me see what this thing is on my leg. I can't get it off no matter what."

"It's a leech!" Zhao Ergou walked over quickly, "Don't pull at it, just shake your legs hard!"

Wei Xiaohai hurriedly shook his calf, and finally got rid of it. Zhao Ergou threw it onto the field ridge, wrapped it in tree leaves and crushed it to death.

Although the leeches were a bit scary, fortunately there were not many. The children were playing and making noise, and the one acre of field soon came to an end.

Cheng Wanwan straightened up her waist. This time, it didn't hurt her to death. She just bent over and worked for half an hour. She couldn't straighten up her waist. She felt like her waist was about to break. Oh my God, I was doing farm work. It's really tiring and can make people fall down.

Cao Yingying, a delicate young lady, was also very tired. She sat on the edge of the field ridge without any image, rubbing her waist. Her water-colored skirt was stained with mud, but she blended in with Dahe Village.

"Let's go, Yingying, Hongying, the three of us will go back first." Cheng Wanwan got up from the ground and picked up the bucket, "I didn't expect there were quite a lot of small fish and eels. We can have a fresh meal today."

She was about to put on her shoes, but her feet were covered in mud, so she gave up and lifted the shoes up with her other hand.

Cao Yingying was a little embarrassed to go barefoot, but when she looked up, she saw barefoot women and girls everywhere on the field ridge. No one felt embarrassed. She also followed her mother-in-law's example and picked up her embroidered shoes.

Stepping on the ridge of the field, the tender grass brushed against the soles of the feet, making them itchy. This feeling was very comfortable.

The sun has reached the west, and its light is slowly shrinking. The afterglow falls on the rice fields, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. The green rice seedlings are swaying in the wind. Workers are walking on the ridges of the fields. From time to time, children are playing and farmers are heard. People laugh with joy.

Cheng Wanwan raised his head slightly, feeling the breeze blowing, which was very comfortable and pleasant.