"Oh, my dear, has your family been overrun this year? I heard that your family has planted a lot of paddy fields."

"Hahahaha... I left one acre and used paddy fields for the rest." The man laughed and said, "You are also talking about me, aren't you? Your land is much richer than ours. Our land is much richer.

To be able to collect so much, your family must have a lot."

"Hahahaha... It's been a great harvest for everyone. These days are getting better and better."

"Isn't that true? In previous years, I wouldn't have dared to think about it."

…

In the middle of the autumn harvest, a few idle men sat on the field to rest, thinking about the bright future while lamenting the poor past.

In the past, people drank porridge and pickled vegetables every three days. Is this how people lived?

Now is the time for people to live. They can eat a bowl of rice every three days, occasionally add some meat, and have new clothes to wear all year round. If you save well, maybe you can add another acre of land to your family.

If I save a few more years while I can, my son and grandson will have land to farm in the future.

Since it was the autumn harvest, the enlightenment class did not let the children in the village wander around. Instead, they organized themselves and assigned them the task of "gathering rice."

Divide them into groups, and when a certain house has finished threshing rice, they will go to that house to collect rice.

Even if the adults beat them cleanly, a group of children will run in and pick up a few missing ones. No matter how many, they will be included in the "group results". When the autumn harvest is over, they will be able to have their own "private rewards"

"Yes.

Usually, they often help adults with work, but how many adults in this era would want to praise their children and say that they are capable?

At most, they feel happy when others praise them, and then say modestly: "Oh, forget it, what can my baby do? He just knows how to run around..."

The poor baby had a rare chance of shining, but it was snuffed out by his parents.

Among the children who grew up in this environment, there are a few who can confidently say: "Don't worry, I can definitely do this!"

But the enlightenment class is different. The exaggerations they can't get from their parents are everywhere here. As long as you do well, as long as you meet the teacher's standards, you can get a "little red flower."

In an instant, all the children became outstanding and looked forward to reaching the "standard" so that they could get the "little red flower" in the hands of their husband and be praised highly.

If it were someone else, the parents might feel that their children had suffered a loss and that the rice they picked up belonged to other people's families. But Ye Yuran took the lead in this matter. Even if they felt that their children had suffered a loss, few people would dare to do it for such a thing.

Reason with her.

"Hmph!" Ye Yuran snorted coldly, interrupted the old woman who was trying to reason, and said, "How much rice do you think your grandson can pick up in a day? How careless are your family members? How much rice is left for you?

Grandson picks it up? If your son can't beat the rice cleanly, you can tell Li Zheng and the clan leader and ask them to pay them to help you hire a few who can beat the rice cleanly..."

"No, I didn't mean that, I meant..." Zhu Huinai was a little embarrassed. She wanted to explain that it wasn't that her son was not beaten cleanly, she just wanted her grandson to go home and help.

"What do you mean if you don't mean that? If your son is beaten clean, how much do you think your grandson can pick up when he goes back? A basket or a load?" Ye Yuran said with a disgusted expression, "Don't talk to me about whether there are these or not.

, if you are afraid that the enlightenment class will mistreat your grandson, just take him home directly. There are so many people in the enlightenment class, and I don’t care if there are fewer students. Anyway, if your grandson is that 'Wenquxing', it will delay him

It’s you who are here, not me, an outsider…”

As soon as she said this, Zhu Huinai couldn't bear it, so she could only leave in despair.

——Sigh... She is just afraid that the rice her grandson picks will become someone else's. Why is it so difficult to get him to come back and pick it for her own family?

How old is Zhujia Village? After Zhu Huinai made such a trip, someone revealed the news and spread it to the whole village.

Those who had the same thoughts as Zhu Huinai immediately stopped: Well, if you don’t want to offend Aunt Zhu, let your son/grandson stay in the enlightenment class honestly!

They are all old people who have been farming for many years. How much more millet was harvested from one acre of paddy field last year? How many acres were planted this year? As long as nothing unexpected happens, they will be able to receive more. Harvesting more means that more rice is needed.

Grain drying field.

No, several companies got into a fight over the grain drying farm.

It turned out that one of the families had used stones to occupy an extra piece of land. They wanted to put an extra mat to dry the millet, but they accidentally occupied other people's land. They thought that their place was too narrow and they couldn't do anything, so they started to argue.

They were arguing and arguing, and when they got angry, they took action.

Mrs. Li Zheng, the patriarch’s wife had to go out and settle this matter, but the fight was subsided, but the land is not enough, what should we do?

The two of them spoke to Li Zheng and the clan leader, and then ran to find Ye Yuran.

Ye Yuran was a little helpless: "How can you ask me about the important events in this village? How could you have done it this year?"

"But there is not enough open space," said Mrs. Li Zheng. "We also wanted to arrange it as we did in previous years, but every household has collected more and wants wider space. Some families don't have enough open space, and some people don't have enough mats. They have to rush in.

Sunbathe before the weather changes..."

"Then what's the solution? In previous years, they could solve it by themselves. Can't they just ask the village to help solve it just because they harvested a little more grain?" Ye Yuran said, "If they come to us for everything, then who will dare to take care of it in the future?"

Are they planting paddy fields? We have already taken care of so much of the plowing, seeding, and maintenance in the front, but when it comes to drying the millet in the back, we still have to take care of it... Why not bring the millet to our house and let us eat it for them?

."

Mrs. Li Zheng, the patriarch’s wife: “…”

I asked Aunt Zhu to discuss it with good intentions, but ended up in a bad mood.

Sigh... Why is this matter so difficult to handle?

Mrs. Li sent the two of them off and came back and said to Ye Yuran: "Mom, why didn't you tell me? Didn't you have an idea just now?"

Ye Yuran lowered his eyes and said, "What are you talking about? Neither of them can solve this kind of thing. Am I the one in charge, or are they?"

"Well……"

"I've already taken care of enough. I can't take care of everything. If I take care of everything, I won't be exhausted to death." Now she doesn't even want to take care of the hot flour factory. Why do they think this grain drying farm is a waste of time?

She just wants to take care of the fight?

She is in her position and seeking her position, but she is not in that position, so it is none of her business.

Besides, Zhujiacun didn’t have her before, so she’s been here all these years, right? Could it be that without her this year, everyone would be doomed?

Sure enough, even without Ye Yuran coming forward, the matter was still solved - those with more mats would lend them to those with fewer mats; instead of drying them all, they would dry them almost first, and then harvest the new ones batch by batch.

Let’s wait until the millet is dried; if you don’t have enough at home, you can go back to your parents’ house or other relatives’ houses to borrow some temporarily…
Chapter completed!