When Mrs. Wu heard this, she picked up the bamboo basket with one hand and pulled Jiumao with the other hand, and ran towards the pool like a gust of wind. At this time, she thought to herself: It must be Fuya who saw that they worked hard and got fish to improve their food for her family!

Mrs. Wu came to the pool and picked up two half-dead fish into the bamboo basket. She saw the fish jumping to the shore one after another, and she was very happy to pick them up. At this time, a villager came to the pool to fetch water. When he saw the fish jumping ashore, he also shouted and ran over to pick up the fish.

At this time, Mrs. Wu had almost finished picking up. She asked Jiumao to run back to the fields and told her familiar neighbors that fish were prone to breakage in hot weather. She had already picked up a basket of them. The remaining cheaper ones were not as good as their own!

Most of the people who decided to harvest today were related to the old Song family or had a kiss. Not long after Jiumao went there, more than a dozen people came over. Each of them picked up two or three fish, which was enough for the whole family to have a meal tonight!

Lao Zhang walked back with the fish, feeling strange: The pool was almost dry a while ago, and there were no fish. Where did these fish come from? No matter where they came from, I had fish soup tonight! Xiaojiu from Lao Song's family is really good. Not only that, I will lose his life this time! Well... Otherwise, they will also harvest crops today?

Mrs. Wu came to the field with a heavy bamboo basket on her back and picked up Fuya, who was already asleep, and walked home. The alive fish were kept in the water tank, and the dead were packed out and salted for eating at night!

The labor force is just a job. In the afternoon, more than half of the five acres of wheat in the Song family were harvested. Mrs. Wu brought the rice and the cooked herbal tea to the field. The old man of the Song family ate the soft steamed buns and the fish with sauce-baked meat - happy!

Fuya smelled the strong sauce-flavored fish, and was so anxious that she couldn't help but ticking down. Bamao saw the joke on her: "My dad, look at her sister, she's drooling, like a small waterfall!"

Get out! You are drooling, you are just a small waterfall! Fu Ya's maternal stares at her starling with fierce mother--this brother can't be asked for this brother!

Of course, Mrs. Wu snorted at her baby granddaughter: "When you are so old, you are much more greedy than Fuya. You pick up the chicken shit on the ground and fill it in your mouth! Not only can you drool, but you can cross the river with your nose!"

Fuya:...

Milk, you are too careless. Everyone is eating, you have chicken shit and big nose. Are you sick? Fortunately, the milk comes after being fed at home, otherwise she would think of big nose when she looked at the milk - vomiting!

Song Laosi slapped the youngest son on the back of the head: "Look, even your sister thinks you are obsessed!"

Jiumao followed him and shot him: "That's right, I'm younger than you. I know that chicken shit cannot be eaten and I don't have a big snot!"

Song Bamao's little friend was angry and embarrassed: "My milk has said that it was my childhood! Who can't go there? Look at my face now, my face is clean! Unlike Jiumao, you even wash it clean and take it out of the bottom of the pot. You must have been pulled out from the bottom of the pot by the third uncle!"

Jiumao hated people the most and said that he was black, and his eyes were red with anger: "If I picked it up from the ashes at the bottom of the pot, you must have been pulled out of the pile of chicken shit!"

So the two of you were "sea from the bottom of the pot" and he pecked at each other with a pile of chicken shit. Mrs. Wu used her trump card to suppress it: "I think you are both full! Since you are full, don't eat fish, save your father. Give them a lot of effort to work. You have to use your strength to your mouth after eating!"

At night, Old Man Song looked at the "haired" moon with some concern and said to himself: "'The moon grows hair, and there is rain and bright morning'! No, don't rest tonight, and you will grab the crops overnight! Otherwise, I will feel uneasy!"

The young and middle-aged laborers in the family were given two pieces of two-fold cake, a bowl of fish soup with half of fish. After eating, they picked up a sickle and just started to dry it! Even Song Laowu, who was studying in the town, was called back and joined the ranks of rushing to collect!

Many families in the village were panicked when they saw that the weather was sunny today and were about to dry it for a day before harvesting. Lao Zhang was a little lucky. He followed Lao Song and snatched the harvest for half a day earlier than other families!

The Jiang family's land was rented out, and they lent the ox cart to the village to pick up wheat. Of course, the one who has the priority right to use it is their relatives, the Song family. The man Zhao Changsheng, the man of the Song family. He is the son-in-law of the Jiang family. He is honest and capable and has strength. He takes his eldest son who is over 10 years old to help the Song family with his overnight harvest, and he is very willing to do so!

In the first half of the night, the wheat from the Song family was harvested. Fuya's godfather drove the ox cart again and helped him pull it home one after another!

In the second half of the night, when the Song family rushed to harvest five acres of sorghum, strong winds broke out, and black clouds rushed from the other side of the mountain, quickly covering the moon. The people in Houshan Village wailed and cursed, while speeding up the pace of harvesting.

The Song family, men, women and young, all went into battle. Men chopped sorghum stems, women cut sorghum ears, children tied the sorghum ears and hugged them onto the ox cart one by one. The only two idle people in the family were Fu Ya, who was sleeping heavily, and the other was responsible for watching her Jiumao. Bamao was so sleepy that she was dozed while working, and almost fell asleep in the ridges of the fields!

When Old Man Song saw that a few young grandchildren could not stand it, he asked the seven-year-old Liumao to take his younger brothers back. Food is important, and children are more important. In previous years, there were always children sleeping in corners and falling asleep. The adults were so busy that they forgot the child. The next day they remembered looking for the child. It was about to rain, so don’t wet it!

A few larger ones can support half of the labor force, and they took the initiative to stay and help.

When the heavy rain poured down, the Song family still had two acres of sorghum that had not been cut! Old man Song took his sons and continued to dry. The rain was too heavy and the ox cart could not come in. They carried the cut sorghum ears home one by one!

It was not until dawn that the Song family's grain was taken back. Many families in the village stopped harvesting as soon as they saw it rain. There were also several households who rushed to harvest in the rain, including Lao Zhang's family!

I can't rest after rushing back. I have to spare half of the food in the five and six houses of the Song family. The harvested wheat is hand-grafted and then spread it on the hot kang to dry. If the kang is not dry, the wheat will become moldy and sprout, which will affect the taste and will also be harmful to the body!

How can I not rest if I am tired for a day and a night? Old Man Song and his sons and daughters-in-law were divided into two classes, half resting and half continuing to work. Several sons of the Song family unanimously asked the old couple to take their children to sleep first. Four daughters-in-law and the weak old fifth were arranged to rest in the first class.

Song Wu worked half a day less than his brothers, so how could he accept his brothers' care with peace of mind? Boss Song was worried that he would be exhausted from writing, so he asked him to turn over grain and put bags. The other four were responsible for spending a lot of effort to beat and thresh!
Chapter completed!