After time travel, I pampered three villain sons

Another seven or eight days later, people in Qingshui Village began to harvest rice one after another.

All the fish in the rice fields have been caught and sold to the restaurants of Zhang Baiquan and Zhao Jing.Everyone was captivated by the freshness and sweetness of the rice flower fish, and they came to taste it one after another, but they were told that the quantity was limited, and it might not be available until July and August.

Jiang Ning has dug up the ridge of the field, the water in the rice field is getting less and less, and the back is gradually drying up, and finally the rice can be harvested!

Liang Guo paid great attention to agriculture, and during the rice harvest period, he would give the students who were farming at home a busy farming holiday so that they could go home and help.

The three Jiang Jiaming brothers also returned home to help Jiang Ning harvest rice.

In the endless fields, people face the loess and their backs to the sky, bending down to reap the fruits of the past few months.

From the delicate and petite seedlings, to the green ears, to the bright yellow rice, Jiang Ning not only planted rice in the fields, but also planted dreams in the hearts of the children.

These paddy fields accompanied the three little ones through the day and night, and saw Jiang Ning's hard work and fatigue, so that they did not dare to waste food.

Jiang Ning was also afraid that they would be tired, but San Xiaozhi insisted on harvesting with her.

Jiang Ning could only agree, gave them a sickle, and told them the techniques and skills of harvesting rice.

"Be careful, the ears of rice are sharp and easy to cut your hands and face, remember to wear gloves and a face towel."

Sambo was slow to do it, and Jiang Ning told him not to worry.

Yuyang and Yuxing are in charge of one mu of field, Yuxu and Yu Zhao are in charge of one mu of field, Yuyun, Yuyu and Yuyue are in charge of one mu of field, Jiang Ning and several children are in charge of one mu of field, and the remaining one mu of field Save it for everyone to harvest together.

"Huh—so tired!"

The three little ones stretched their waists, rested for a while and continued to cut the rice.

Jiang Ning looked at everyone's appearance and was very moved.

If only there were machines, these few acres of land could be harvested in one day.

While cutting, Jiang Ning thought about modern harvesters.Once again, I lamented that everything was good in ancient times, but the technology was underdeveloped.

After working hard for three or four days, the rice was finally harvested.

"It's so tiring! It turns out that harvesting rice is so tiring! If I see someone wasting food in the future, I must arrest him to farm and harvest rice!"

Jiang Jiaming thumped his shoulder and said.

"Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work! You have this kind of awareness, it's great!" Jiang Ning praised.

"Mother, the poem you just described is so apt!" Er Bao said.

"This is what my mother read in the book..." Jiang Ning lamented Erbao's cleverness, and quickly changed the subject.

"Come, come, have dinner!" Jiang Ning brought out the dishes, everyone had been busy for so long, and finally they didn't have to harvest.

The next few days will be rice drying.The vegetable patch in the yard has been removed and covered with harvested rice.

People in Qingshui Village are also busy drying rice. Some people who don’t have a yard or have a lot of rice will dry it at the door of their own house. Everyone has drawn a boundary and will not go to other houses.

In the following days, just watching the weather, there were some slight changes, and everyone was in a hurry shouting to harvest rice.

After working for a while, the rice had just been collected and the weather cleared up again.The sun is so hot that people can't open their eyes, as if they are about to be cooked.Everyone had to spread out the rice and continue to dry it.

This continues until the moisture of the rice is completely dried. In ancient times, there was no rice milling machine. People smashed the millet with a mallet to break up its hard outer shell.

Seeing the rice he planted turned into small white particles lying in his kitchen, Jiang Ning was very satisfied.

The five people in Yuyang saw that the rice they took care of every day turned into rice, and they cherished food even more when they ate.

Jiang Ning continues to cultivate seedlings, and this year he can plant another season of rice, which will be harvested in golden autumn and October.At that time, we will raise crayfish, rice flower fish, and maybe there are noisy frogs (bullfrogs) in it!