It was obviously a long night.
During the day, Qiao Qiao was busy harvesting rice and doing live broadcasts... She slept particularly soundly at night.
At this moment, the dim moonlight was shining in front of the window, and he was sleeping on the emerald-green straw mat, feeling cool but not cold all over his body.
On this summer night, there is no need to turn on the air conditioner, just put a quilt on your body and feel comfortable.
There is a cool breeze blowing outside the window, and an unknown bird call occasionally comes from the silent valley. The tall wall blocks all the troubles in the back mountain...
He was lying there, his belly rising and falling slightly, just like the sleepy Oda in the paper box at the end of the bed, which was getting fatter and softer. It was too sweet.
But at this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in the moonlight on the windowsill!
The next moment, there was a slight sound of pulling open the screen window. Da Tian rolled over in the box with difficulty, then carefully grabbed the cardboard box and looked out with beady eyes——
But nothing was seen.
It circled around in the carton twice, and finally filled its cheeks with two handfuls of rice grains, and then fell back to sleep peacefully.
At this moment, a hole had been ripped out of the screen window, and a gray and bald figure got in, and quickly and quietly disappeared under the window sill.
Not long after, there was the same figure again.
Before and after, there were almost a dozen of them!
They walked along the wall in the house, mysteriously moving like mice, and then invariably targeted the ordinary cardboard box.
Da Tian suddenly woke up from his sleep!
When he opened his eyes, he saw a gray squirrel scratching around on the box!
"squeak--!
! "
It made a miserable cry, thinking it was earth-shattering, but it was just a field mouse!
At this moment, Qiaoqiao didn't even breathe.
I saw about a dozen gray-haired squirrels staring at the thick layer of rice grains in the box, with happiness and surprise in their eyes. Without saying a word, they crazily started stuffing it into their cheeks.
Da Tian rushed left and right, squeaking and squeaking incessantly. Unfortunately, Qiao Qiao slept without any intention of waking up.
So much so that this fat vole finally shrank in the corner of the box in grievance, and only had time to cover his round cheeks with tears...
Early the next morning, the little rooster in the back mountain, which had not fully grown in strength, started to sing its voice very competently.
Qiao Qiao had a good night's sleep, and now she rolled happily on the bed. Hearing something moving downstairs, he followed it.
Out of habit, he glanced into the box——
"Huh?" Qiaoqiao squatted down and curiously opened the box and looked around: "Datian, you ate a whole bowl of rice in one night?! Or did you really dig a hole and hide it?"
He looked nervously around the room, but - this must be too clean!
He picked up Da Tian Fei Dudu's body, pulled it with his hands, and then shook it head down——
"Puff puff--"
Three white grains of rice were poured out. They were the bits of food Datian had to fight to save from the covetousness of more than a dozen squirrels last night.
But Qiaoqiao didn't know.
He just poked Da Tian's cheek again with his finger, and laughed loudly: "Da Tian, you are so stupid! No one is trying to compete with you, so don't burst your stomach after eating so much."
But Qiaoqiao quickly found another reason for Da Tian: "Are you still growing? You must have eaten too much. Look, you are fat..."
As he spoke, Da Tian's hair was still shiny and his body was soft. Except for his low mood (Qiao Qiao guessed it was because he was overeating), everything else was fine.
He could only sigh deeply like an adult: "You kid, why are you so greedy? Eat too much
Not easy to digest. I won’t feed you today. "
With that said, he turned around and got into the bathroom.
A mouse huddled in a box in the field. Because its cheeks were so bulging, it could only emit an extremely weak sound——
"squeak!"
A single syllable contains a lot of grievances.
…
No one knows Da Tian's sadness.
The next day, Lao Song's family became busy again.
Qiao Qiao was still busy with his work, while Song Sancheng and Song Youde were responsible for pouring the rice harvested yesterday into the yard to dry -
In Song Tan's memory, this was a very easy job. He only had to play with himself and stare at the rice, and then turn over the rice every once in a while with an iron grip or walking barefoot.
However, not today.
I saw the golden rice paddy all over the yard, attracting the walls, eaves, porches and treetops to be filled with densely packed birds.
It's like risking your life to practice "Eat a bite of rice, and you will be satisfied even if you are a ghost."
"This thing is too thief!"
The seventh cousin was very annoyed: "If you put a dustpan on top of these birds, you can catch more than a dozen of them with one dustpan! They will eat them to death!"
As if they were not afraid of people at all, they drove away this group and that group, even several people holding long bamboo poles were too busy to do so.
"Just get a net to cover it."
Song Tan was a little hesitant: "The rice needs to be turned over all the time, so it is inconvenient to cover it."
As soon as he said this, he saw another group of birds rushing over——
At that time, a lot of effort was put into driving away insects and birds in the rice fields and vegetable fields, but now it's better. One bite of mature rice can kill you, right?
With so many people at home, it was a bit strange for her current aura to make such a big expulsion move, and she had to wait until the dead of night.
But in the dead of night, who is drying the rice?
Song Tan could only sigh depressedly: "Okay, I'll find a fishing net to surround the top and all sides, and raise the bamboo poles at the bottom to make it easier for people to turn over the rice and move around."
It will not affect the sun drying millet.
It's a little troublesome, but it's better than being like General Hengha now, holding a bamboo pole and guarding the rice field, right?
…
The weather has been particularly favorable these days. The sun has been scorching hot for many days in a row, which makes it especially convenient for them to bask in the sun.
Old man Li, carrying a basket, happily went to the rice fields to pick rice ears.
Not to mention, doing it leisurely now is much more comfortable than the life-threatening posture when I was rushing to harvest it! This mentality is different.
The little old man was even in the mood to hum a song.
Generally speaking, after the rice is dried, not all of it is shelled for the sake of storage.
But the Seventh Cousin snorted: "What good things are you thinking about? As long as you each have enough food, it's pretty good if the rice can last until the end of the year!"
Song Tan: ...This is actually true.
and……
"Shell them all, and then give me another 20 pounds and I'll give them away."
As for who to give it to, everyone knows it well. Last time, the person who traveled thousands of miles to send a handful of flowers——
Zhang Yanping felt so distressed: Just the smell of this rice, he slept in a rice vat in his dream last night!
Not to mention 20 kilograms, he couldn’t bear to part with even two kilograms!
Unfortunately, this is not his family's rice. At this moment, he can only lament:
"Then next year, you have to plant a few acres of rice, no matter what!"
