119. Chapter 118, the dog has such a good life

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 118, The dog has such a good life

After returning home, Yang Xiaole took breakfast and started eating.

A bowl of red rice porridge and two steamed buns with mixed noodles are already pretty good.

So it was Qiu Rong before.

I didn't want to eat something too greasy so early in the morning, so I ate porridge and steamed buns.

After cleaning the lunch box, I was ready to enter the space to practice martial arts.

After eating the previous pellets, my body has recovered and is even slightly better than my peers, but it is still very weak.

In the future, if you go out to do things, you will definitely not be able to do it without a good body.

Space is available at all times.

After entering, the view of the space can be opened to prevent someone from suddenly entering. The three-meter radius is actually too small to wrap up the home.

Feed some food to the animals.

Look at the remaining large green bricks next to it.

Those are the big bricks used in the city wall. One piece weighs almost fifty kilograms, or about 48 kilograms to be exact.

After thinking for a while, I got some straw rope and tied a brick.

Tried to mention it.

Using both legs together, I can barely lift it, but I can't hold it for long. At least I have a standard.

With the error ratio in mind, he started training.

Dad is not at home, and no one is taking care of him now. Naturally, he is not needed to earn work points.

I was taking drugs, and if I took three kinds of drugs together, I would train in a set of nine sets of movements, alternating back and forth.

The time at noon passes quickly.

It was lunch time and I went out to have a meal.

The lunch meal was very good, not dry, and very meaty. It was worthy of being called an autumn harvest snack.

"Boss, it's definitely not going to work according to that schedule. The sweet potatoes have been harvested first, and the corn, rice and soybeans have been harvested. Those must be handed over later. Let's look at the sweet potatoes at that time."

Yang Qingwen was muttering with his father.

Yang Qingwen said with a smile: "Dad, don't worry, he has a plan. According to the harvesting method, it will definitely be too late for winter wheat. The slower the grain harvest, the slower it will be. The sweet potatoes will have grown first, and then the pigs will be fed. Director Zhang said

Now that the grain is handed over, it will be given to them as a reward for completing the production. There will be no shortage of grain at the end of the year."

The old village chief was a little hesitant, but then he thought it was someone from the commune who said this, and finally nodded lightly.

Yang Xiaole was there listening and thinking.

There are about 300 people in the village, and Ye Yi only has about 70 laborers, and he transfers half of the male laborers to pull coal.

There are more than 30 people left, and most of them will have to be used for refining.

There are only a dozen or so people who can actually harvest food.

How can we harvest in time? In the past, when so many people were there, they couldn't harvest, which exhausted everyone to death. Now there are only fifteen or six people left, harvesting nearly 600 acres of farmland.

One person can harvest less than two acres of land in one day, and there is not enough food to be harvested in more than half a month.

And later on there was a lot of need to thresh the grain, collect the grain, and get the grain to the commune.

There is no time to plow the ground and sow seeds.

It's weird that it came through.

As for the food, in his memory, it seemed that if he left it, he would never come back.

Eating quietly.

I guess I am worried that it will be too late to harvest the staple food.

During the meal, Yang Qingwen gave orders to all the children. From now on, except those who are not allowed to leave, all the children will go to the fields to lay out corn cobs.

Calculate work points.

Yang Xiaole was naturally among them.

He doesn't really want to go, but it's okay if he doesn't go. It's different whether the work is divided into different places. Now people have that power.

"Xiao Le, they will be together later!"

Gou Sheng came over quietly, smiled at him, and prepared to join forces for a while.

Yang Xiaole nodded, it didn't matter.

It is said that when he came to that world, due to physical problems, he really didn’t work in the fields!

"Okay, let's get together at Dongwu."

Sidong took a look and didn't see Yang Xiaohu. He probably went to join the coal hauling team.

After lunch, I went home, got a straw hat, changed into long-sleeved clothes, and got ready to work in the east.

Taking a lunch break when I go to the farm? I’m overthinking it.

It is estimated that tomorrow will be a warm-up. I will have to get up before dawn tomorrow. If I don’t eat breakfast, I will go to the east. When it gets hot around ten o’clock, I will have some food and start working.

We eat again in the afternoon and work until about ten o'clock in the morning.

That's not the way it was done in the past.

During the off-season, the backpacks made of wattle or bamboo are now put to use.

The old people in the village also went out to look at the grain in the threshing floor, and together with the children who could not go to the east field, they drove away the birds around.

Avoid eating food.

By the way, peel off the collected corn husks and then peel the corns.

It's not very lively.

Over there in the farmland.

The women were chopping corn there and arranging the chopped corn neatly.

In fact, it is best to collect it first at that time.

But if you don't cut down the corn, you won't be able to work once it gets dark, and you can pay for kerosene lamps, and there are rations.

Not one cup per person.

After cutting off the east coast, just hang some scattered lanterns nearby.

Yang Xiaole, Gou Sheng, Wen Dong, and a group of young men in the village were there to break sticks.

"Hey, that one is so sweet!"

Yang Wendong broke off a red corn stalk, broke it off directly from Dong Lai, and took a bite.

He said with a smile while others were wrong.

Yang Xiaole took a piece and tasted it, it had a slight sweet taste.

Everyone else was in the same situation, breaking off the sticks while looking for edible sweet corn stalks.

Every time I find one, I am very happy.

Yang Xiaole looked at that scene and guessed that it was also the happiness of children of that era.

In his previous life, could he not understand that kind of happiness?

But after experiencing it, have you realized that because the supplies were so scarce in those days, you can choose the taller one among the short ones?

"Zhao Jinhua, whoever denies Zhao Jinhua has my letter!"

Tiantou, not far from Yang Xiaole, the postman came directly to the field.

Hearing the shouting, the old lady who was working not far away came over strangely, followed closely by Yang Mancang and Tian Cuihua.

Tian Cuihua was very worried about the letter from her eldest son!

He hurried over and asked, "Do you agree with Yang Xiaolong's letter? Do you agree with his mother?"

The postman shook his head, "No, no, no, what's the name of Fu Laojiu? How come he has that name?"

Zhao Jinhua, who had just walked over, was shocked when she heard the name.

I was shocked on the spot.

My body was a little agitated, but my face was very calm.

Then he pretended to be excited and said: "Is it true that he is called Fu Laojiu? Then his clan brother."

After speaking, he took the letter and opened it directly where he was, without caring about the people next to him.
To be continued...