Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 311 Help

  Zhou Dalang sighed, “Today the wheat in the other houses in the village has been cut, and Zhou Hu’s house still has four plots of land.”

  Lao Zhou frowned, "This speed is too slow, right?"

   "That's no way. His wife is still lying in bed and can't move. He has to go back to do three meals a day and medicine. Fortunately, Dafu and Erlu can help a little bit, otherwise he will definitely not be able to take care of both the land and the family."

  Man Bao said: "Big Brother, tomorrow you will take your fifth and sixth elder brothers to help. I will also help after school. I have learned to take a sickle."

  Lao Zhou smoked a cigarette for a while without speaking.

Qian gave him a glance and then said: "Just listen to Man Bao, I think the sky is gloomy today, maybe it will rain anytime, take the big head big girl and Er Tou Erya too. Now that I have cut the wheat, I help people cut the beans in the ground by the way."

   Zhou Dalang responded happily. He and Zhou Hu have a very good relationship.

  Qian thought for a while, then looked at the He who was rubbing numbness, and said: "Zhou Hu's family has a good relationship with you. You should check it out tomorrow morning. There are some things that men can't do carelessly, and women have to come."

  He also happily responded.

  Her family is a little far away from Qili Village. The daughter-in-law of Qili Village is in the same village as Chen, and she played with sister Chen behind her **** when she was a child. She was taken care of, so they had a good relationship after they got married.

  Especially the relationship between her and Wei Lang's marriage is still Chen's line, so the relationship between their Sanfang and Zhou Hu's family is also good.

  Lao Zhou didn't say a word, but he smoked a little harder.

   Looking down, seeing the little girl's face was also full of joy, he couldn't help but nodded her forehead. It really didn't need money as a manpower.

  Just one or two past to help, even half of the house is going to go by?

  But Qian made up his mind. The sons had no objection, and the daughter-in-law had no objection. It would be difficult for Lao Zhou to object.

  It’s just that no one thought that it would be thundered that night and it would rain. Fortunately, in the evening, the old Zhou family moved all the things in the yard back to the house.

  So the Zhou family members only raised their heads tiredly and looked outside and fell asleep again. However, many people in the village couldn't sleep anymore and quickly got up to collect their things.

  Although things are covered with wheatgrass to block dew, it is clear that wheatgrass cannot stop the rain, especially in summer rains.

  So many people have to get up in the dark to collect food.

  In the village, the lights are usually on, and half of them are dark. Obviously, many people have the same foresight as the old Zhou family.

  The lights at Zhou Hu’s house were also on, but he did not dry things in the yard. In the evening, Zhou Dalang reminded him to take all the things in the yard back in case it rained at night.

  He was looking forward to not playing, but he still did.

  There is still wheat in his field confiscated.

  The wind was violent, and the big rain crackled down. However, the summer rain came and went quickly.

  That is, Man Bao turned over, rolled from here to there, and continued to sleep with his mouth open and the rain outside slowly subsided, and then stopped shortly after.

  If it hadn’t been for waking up the next day and seeing the dampness in the yard, Man Bao, who slept like a pig, wouldn’t know it had rained last night.

  But the genius was slightly bright the next day, Zhou Dalang took his two younger brothers out with sickles, and the children could go a little later.

After all,    is not their own land, children still have to have this privilege.

  Wheat is very fragile, especially the yellow wheat. When the wind blows and the heavy rain blows, the wheat will be blown down to a large area and cling to the ground.

  There is still water accumulated in some relatively low-lying fields, so that the wheat is soaked.

  In the entire Qili Village, Zhou Hu’s wheat was confiscated, and the beans in the ground were in good condition. Many people took their sickles out to harvest beans early in the morning.

  A rain may have no effect on Douzi, but how many more?

  The grain still has to be taken back and dried. It is the best when it is received in the warehouse.

  The villagers also saw Zhou Dalang and others working in Zhou Hu’s home. After a while, they greeted them enthusiastically, knowing that they were here to help Zhou Hu.

   Zhou Hu was the latest to arrive in the field. After all, he had to cook porridge and medicine for his wife and children when he woke up. So when he got to the field, Zhou Dalang had already cut out a big piece with his two younger brothers.

  Zhou Hu stood stunned, his eyes flushed a little.

   Zhou Dalang turned around indifferently, beckoning: "Hurry up, the sun will come out in a while."

  Zhou Hu quickly raised his sickle and stepped forward. Today’s wheat was even more difficult to cut because of the pour. Zhou Dalang and Zhou Hu asked Wushu Lang and Zhou Hu to cut the wheat. The two of them bent over and cut the wheat that fell down.

   Waist almost bent to the ground.

   I couldn’t stand it, so I squatted forward and cut.

  So they hate rain when harvesting.

  The cut wheat dared not dry it on the ground anymore, so it was **** and put in a bamboo basket to pick it back.

At noon, Zhou Hu went home to bring food to Zhou’s house. He was held down by Zhou Dalang and said, “My yard is full of wheat and soybeans, but I can’t turn around. It just so happens that the third wife is here. Let her stay in your house. Just get something to eat."

  He has no opinion at all.

  Food delivery to Lao Zhou’s house is equivalent to asking the Lao Zhou’s family for dinner. Their population is quite large, and the family’s food in one day is equivalent to Zhou Hu’s family for seven days.

  Zhou Hu is a man, and he can't take care of many things. He just wiped and changed the clothes for Chen in the morning. At this time, he cleaned his hands and went to the kitchen to help them cook.

Zhou Hu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Zhou Dalang held him down and said, "Okay, you and my brothers don’t pay attention to these. It’s not easy for your house now. By the way, the sun is not too small today. Take a break at noon and rest in the afternoon. Go, let's do it later in the evening, and we should clean it up tomorrow if we work for a long time."

   Zhou Hu responded in a low voice, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good brother!"

  Zhou Dalang smiled at him and bumped his shoulder.

  An appointment was made for the time to go to work in the afternoon. After dinner, Zhou Dalang led his family back, but when they went to the field in the afternoon, they found that there were many people standing in the field.

  Not only Zhou Dalang, but also Zhou Hu who came here was taken aback.

   Zhou Dazhu saw them, waved his sickle and asked, "How many pieces are left?"

   Zhou Dalang was the first to return to his senses, grinning, "This one, and the two on the back of the mountain, you have come so many people, you should be able to make it tonight."

   Zhou Dazhu smiled and said, "Let’s start then."

  Waiting for Man Bao to run to the ground when he left school, the big head was leading his younger brothers and sisters to hold a small pile of wheat together and bundle them up for the adults, and then picked them home.

  Man Bao rolled up his sleeves and asked, "What can I do?"

  Everyone looked at the white and tender Man Bao, and said with joy: "You can't roll up your sleeves while holding wheat. You have to tie your sleeves, otherwise Man Bao should cry at night."

  (End of this chapter)