"Oh, my goodness, your family has gone through this year, right? I heard that your family has planted a lot of paddy fields."

"Hahahaha... I left a mu of paddy fields for the rest." The man laughed and said, "I also said, "Isn't you too? Your land is much more fertile than ours, and ours is all right?

If you can collect so much, your family will definitely have a lot."

"Hahahaha... Everyone has a great harvest. These days are getting better and better."

"That's not true. In previous years, how dare I think about it?"

...

On the way of autumn harvest, a few idle men sat on the ridge to rest, imagining a beautiful future while lamenting the past of poverty.

In those days, people lived a life of drinking porridge and pickled vegetables every few days?

Now is the life that people live. You can eat a bowl of rice every few days, occasionally add a meaty flavor, and have new clothes to wear throughout the year. If you save it well, you might be able to add another acre of land to your family.

While I can save for a few more years, my son and grandson will have land to plant in the future.

Since it was the autumn harvest, the enlightenment class did not allow the children in the village to roam everywhere, but organized them and arranged the task of "picking rice".

They were divided into groups, and after they finished the rice from which family, they would go to pick up rice.

Even if the adults beat them cleanly, a group of children can pick up a few missing ones when they come in. No matter how many, they are counted as "group fruits". When the autumn harvest is over, they will be able to have their own "private rewards."

"It's right.

Usually, they often help adults work, but how many adults in this era think of praising their children and saying that they can do it?

At most, they were happy when others praised, and then said modestly: "Oh, don't mention it, what can my kid do? He just knows running around..."

The poor child has a rare moment of shining light, and his parents will be wiped out.

Several children who grew up in this environment can say confidently: "Don't worry, I will definitely do this!"

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

In an instant, all the children became excellent, looking forward to meeting the "standard" and thus obtaining the "little red flower" in the hands of the teacher, which makes people praise him.

If it were someone else, parents might feel that their children were at a disadvantage and the rice they picked up became the ones from others, but Ye Yuran took the lead in this matter. Even if they felt that their children suffered a disadvantage, few people would dare to do this.

Let her make sense.

"Hmph!" Ye Yuran snorted coldly, interrupting the old woman who wanted to reason, and said, "How many rice do you think your grandson can pick up in a day? How careless are your people? How many rice have you left for you?

Grandson picking up? If your son can't beat the rice, you can tell the clan leader and spend money to ask them to help you get some cleaner..."

"No, I didn't mean that, I mean..." Zhu Huimi was a little embarrassed. She wanted to explain that it was either her son was not beaten cleanly, or that she wanted her grandson to go home to help.

"What does it mean? If your son beats it cleanly, how many do you think your grandson can pick up when he goes back? A basket or a load?" Ye Yuran expressed disgust and said, "Don't talk to me about these things.

, If you are afraid that the Enlightenment Class will treat your grandson badly, you have to take it home directly. There are so many people in the Enlightenment Class and there are few students, it doesn't matter. Anyway, if your grandson is the "Wenquxing", it will delay him

It’s you, not me, an outsider…”

Once this was said, Zhu Huimi could not withstand it and could only leave in shame.

——Ah... she was afraid that the rice her grandson picked up would become someone else's family. Why was it so difficult to ask him to come back to help her family pick it up?

How old is Zhujia Village? Zhu Hui's daughter ran away for a while, and someone revealed the news, which made the whole village know.

Those who were as thoughtful as Zhu Huimei immediately calmed down: Yes, I don’t want to offend Aunt Zhu, and let my son/grandson stay in the enlightenment class honestly!

They are all elderly people who have been farming for many years. Last year, how many more millet was harvested on a mu of paddy field? This year, a few more acres were collected. As long as nothing unexpected happens, you can receive more. Receiving more means that you need a larger one.

Sanding yard.

Look, several companies started fighting because of the glutinous yard.

It turned out that one of them occupied an extra piece of land with stones and wanted to put an extra mat to dry the millet, but accidentally occupied the other person's land. They thought that their place was narrow and they could not do it, so they started to make a noise.

As they were arguing, they became angry and started to take action.

Mrs. Li Zheng and the patriarch had to go out to settle the matter, but the strife was calmed down, but the land was not enough, what should I do?

The two of them talked to Li Zheng and the patriarch, and ran to find Ye Yuran.

Ye Yuran was a little helpless: "How can I ask about the big things in this village? How did I do it in previous years? How did I do it this year?"

"But there is not enough open space," said Mrs. Li Zheng. "We also want to arrange it like in previous years, but every household has collected more and wants a wider land. Some people have not enough open space, and some people have not enough mats, so they have to hurry up.

It's good to be sung before the day changes..."

"Then what's the solution? In previous years, they could solve it themselves. We can't just want the village to help solve it because they collected a little more millet, right?" Ye Yuran said, "If we look for us in everything, who would dare to take care of it in the future."

They plant paddy fields? We have already managed so much in the front turning of the ground, seeds, and maintenance. As a result, when we are drying the millet at the back, we still have to manage... It would be better to pull the millet to our house and let us eat it for them.

.”

Mrs. Li Zheng, the patriarch's wife: "..."

I kindly discussed with Aunt Zhu, but ended up feeling disappointed.

Alas... why is this so difficult to deal with?

Li sent the two of them away and came back and said to Ye Yuran: "Mom, why don't you say it? Didn't you have an idea just now?"

Ye Yuran's eyes lowered and said, "What are you saying? They can't solve this kind of thing. Are I in charge of the business, or are they in charge of the business?"

"Well……"

"I have already taken care of enough, and I can't take care of everything. If I take care of everything, I won't be exhausted." Now she doesn't even want to care about the powder hot factory. Why do they think that this glutinous yard is drying.

She just wanted to take care of the fight?

She is in her position and is not in that position, and it has nothing to do with her.

Besides, if she was not there before, Zhujia Village, she has been here for so many years, right? Could it be that if she is gone this year, everyone will be finished?

Sure enough, even if Ye Yuran did not come forward, this matter was still solved - those with many mats, lend them to those with fewer mats; don't have to dry them all, just dry them first, and collect them one by one.

Let’s talk about it after the millet is dry; if the family is not enough, you can also go back to your parents’ home or other relatives’ home to borrow some temporarily...
Chapter completed!