When Chen Ling rushed over, Wang Lixian and his family had already started collecting it. They had already driven the ox cart from their son-in-law's house to pull it home for four or five times. They actually picked some back yesterday evening. Despite this, there are still more than five acres of watermelons in the melon field and have not been picked.

Seeing Chen Ling driving a ox cart to help, Wang Lixian nodded and said nothing, but Liu Yuzhi and Da Nier seemed very happy, with a strong look of gratitude in their eyes. It was going to rain heavily, and if no one helped, the watermelon would definitely be soaked in the ground by the rain.

Compared to wheat, there is actually no need to rush to harvest watermelons, but I am afraid that the rain before harvest will keep falling.

If the water is too sufficient, the watermelon will easily collapse and crack. If it rains heavily for several consecutive days, it will rot in the ground. Wang Lixian is under the slope again. The terrain is low and difficult to drain. The watermelon will not be sweet at that time, the taste is bad, and the price cannot be sold. It is certain to lose money.

Watermelons pay attention to seven days, sun and three days of rain. There should not be too much rain. Originally, the weather in the mountains has a large temperature difference, so the melon will be very sweet and can be sold at a good price. However, if it is soaked in the heavy rain before the wheat harvest, the watermelon will absorb enough water and its sweetness will immediately decrease.

The sky was covered with clouds and there was a faint thunder.

Everyone did not dare to delay, so Chen Ling and Wang Lixian's five adults, plus Liu Nier, a little kid, and the seven of them started to get busy. Wang Lixian's waist was not good, but he was not slow at all when he worked. With Chen Ling and Er Nier's son-in-law, they filled the ox cart in a short while.

It was too late to transport it to your home, so I directly pulled it to the threshing farm outside the village and covered it with plastic cloth. Anyway, the wheat in the village has not been collected at this time, and the place is very large, and it is more than enough to put a few acres of watermelon.

After transporting a car, Liu Yuzhi took Da Nier and Er Nier's two daughters were already filled with the second car.

They also worked very hard.

In rural areas, women are labor that cannot be ignored, and when it is the turn to work, it is no worse than men.

After a while, Wang Jusheng got the news from somewhere and drove his donkey cart to help.

Rural people are sometimes very simple. You know who has a lover. When you are in trouble, you don’t have to come to find him or her, and someone will come to help you spontaneously. Especially when it comes to weddings and funerals, basically every family will lend a helping hand. The owner will give out a few plates, dishes, and the western family will give out several tables, chairs, and benches. The things that entertain guests will be all the time.

In this way, two ox carts and one donkey cart, and I rushed to the end and finally collected the five acres of watermelon before the heavy rain came.

However, the last two trucks of watermelons had just arrived at the threshing farm before they had time to cover the plastic cloth, and the rain had already started to fall. With the thunder and lightning, the heavy rain before the wheat was ripe came as scheduled.

Several people covered the watermelon, pressed the plastic cloth with bricks and stones, and went to Wang Lixian's house together. Originally, Chen Ling and Wang Jusheng refused to go when they saw the rain, but Wang Lixiansheng dragged it over.

Today, the two of them made great efforts. Wang Lixian would be depressed if they didn't treat him well. In desperation, the two could not refuse. So they came to Wang Lixian's house wearing raincoats prepared in advance or holding an umbrella.

The rain is getting heavier and harder, and the more it is getting faster and faster.

Standing under the eaves of Wang Lixian's house and looking out, I could only see a vast white patch, with strings of bubbles splashing on the ground.

Wang Jusheng picked up a large bowl of tea and drank it. He wiped a handful of rain on his face. When he saw Chen Ling standing outside the door watching the rain, he couldn't help but smile and joke: "I really didn't see that Fugui, you are very strong, you are the fastest to pick watermelons. Today, you have at least two acres of melons in the five acres of land. Now you are still blushing and breathless. You are just as good as Yang Gangdan back then."

"Well, Fugui really has the strength to do it. Two days ago, my family was so arrogant. Fugui rolled my grand ram with one hand. He clamped the sheep's head with both legs and couldn't move. Yang Gangdan thought it was like this when he was young."

Wang Lixian also spoke.

Chen Ling was confused when he heard this. If he had strong strength, he would have strong strength. What should he compare with Yang Gangdan? Besides, who is this person? He had never heard of it.

Wang Lixian smiled: "When it comes to Yang Gangdan, that's a legend. You haven't heard that it's because you didn't tell you his story, for fear of teaching you."

Who is Yang Gangdan?

Twenty years ago, it was a famous fierce man in Changle Township, and even Lingyun, who was tall and strong, and had great strength.

This person is from Yangtougou. At that time, Yangtougou was short of large animals such as cattle and horses. A widow and a few babies were lonely and had no pillars. The men in the village were afraid that people would gossip and no one dared to help. When it was the season of wheat harvesting or sowing, they were always worried about plowing the land. At this time, they asked Yang Gangdan to come and help.

In that era when I was not full, I didn’t have to pay any extra rewards. I just steamed a large pot of mixed noodles, with about 30 pieces, and Yang Gangdan could eat it in one meal.

Then, one person holds a sickle, and the wheat on six or seven acres can be harvested in just one day.

It was faster when it was time to plow the land. This guy put on the plow and let the widow follow him to help him plow. In half a day, four acres of land were really more livestock than animals.

However, it was not this one that made him famous, but this guy was not only strong but also a pair of golden waists. I don’t know who spread this. Anyway, as long as the young wife in the village could not give birth to a baby, she would go to Yang Gangdan. As long as the wife was not bad, she could get pregnant with seeds in less than twice. Yang Gangdan didn’t have to go to the ground again from then on, and she could live a very moisturized life by being a stallion.

Yang Gangdan's nickname came from this, but the good times didn't last long. In less than two years, he was jealous and reported and was killed in the city with the crime of "Mukuan". Although Yang Gangdan died, his story was very wide. However, the younger ones don't know it anymore. The elders in the family don't tell them, for fear of ruining the children and going on a evil path.

After hearing Wang Lixian's speech, Chen Ling was a little amused. Good guys, they all compared themselves with big stallions. How could he dare to compare such things? He is strong and strong, but he is a good person.

"Then is Liu Tiedan from our class like Yang Gangdan, and can he pull the plow when he grows up?"

At this time, Liu Nier poked her little head out of the side and asked curiously.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Originally, it was the men who were talking outside, and Liu Yuzhi took her two daughters to the kitchen to prepare meals, so she didn't care much about the conversation. Unexpectedly, she forgot to listen to Liu Ni'er.

What a good guy, Wang Lixian might also feel embarrassed when he asked so suddenly.

Now, he had already started to take off his shoes with a calm face. Seeing this, Ernier's husband hurriedly stopped his father-in-law and turned to Liunier and said, "You are not allowed to listen to your words, so hurry up and go back to the house to do your homework."

"I'm on the wheat vacation, and the teacher gave it to the work of my family, and there was no homework left."

Liu Ni'er had already experienced the experience when she was beaten. Seeing that her face was wrong, she hurriedly hid behind Chen Ling and replied in a muffled voice.

As soon as these words were said, Wang Lixian's face became darker, but with Chen Ling protecting Liu Ni'er, he was not easy to do, so he secretly wrote a note in his heart.

The few people then spoke a little more calmly, but the rain was too heavy today. Before they could talk a few words, the southeast wind poured under the eaves along with the rain.

I had to hide back in the room and surround the table, chat while drinking tea, and waiting for the meal to start.

Wang Lixian's house has been in the house for more than 20 years. The walls are covered with yellowed newspapers and faded New Year pictures. There is no furniture in the house. There is only an Eight Immortals table, a bulky black painted wooden cabinet and a chest of drawers. As for the bed, it is in the inner room on the east side, separated from this side by a floral curtain.

Looking closely, I saw iron armor wrapped around the corners of the large black-painted wooden cabinet, with rows of round nails nailed on the surface. There were also a porcelain ink painting on the doors of the cabinet, which were painted with pine and cranes, red cranes, red suns, landscapes, and pine trees.

There are moon signs on the chest of drawers, and a huge statue of a great man hung on the wall behind. The old man waved his hands with a kind smile. Under the foil of the red sun and auspicious clouds, the people are striving forward.

Chen Ling looked up at the decorations in the house a few times and felt that they were much more interesting than the ones in his house. His family is a new house. Although they have been married for two years, everything still seems too new. The furniture is made by Chen Sangui, and it is not much different. Maybe it is because of the lack of these two paintings.

Several people were chatting while drinking tea.

After a while, Liu Yuzhi and his daughter brought the meal. Two large, wide-mouthed large porcelain bowls were fried marinated rabbit meat and stewed pheasant soup, followed by several porcelain pots, fried leeks with eggs, pheasant blood tofu, stir-fried April melon, and a pot of stir-fried melon white.

Originally, according to Liu Yuzhi's idea, I had to make a few more dishes, but it was too heavy to go out to buy them. Chen Ling and Wang Jusheng must have been in a hurry to go home after eating, so they had to make these first and serve them.

After starting to eat and drink, although the taste of several dishes was very good, Chen Ling, who would not aggrieved himself in eating and drinking on weekdays, obviously felt that there was too little oil in the dish. However, this was just his first reaction. He was no slower than anyone when he moved the chopsticks.

The wine was drunk by the little sorghum wine brought by Wang Lixian's second son-in-law. It had a lot of momentum. Just two cups of Wang Jusheng were already in the face. However, when he came to Wang Lixian's house for the first time, he refused to admit defeat. As a result, after he had enough wine and food, Chen Ling sent him back.

However, after eating and drinking happily, I slept soundly that night. When I woke up in the morning, the rain had become smaller. There were puddles everywhere in the yard. Chen Ling held an umbrella to see the fish in the lotus pond. He was not washed away by the heavy rain. Perhaps it was the first time I saw it raining, and a few little rabbits were very excited. They followed Chen Ling and played in the puddle in the yard, making them wet. Then, when they returned to the house, rubbed towards Chen Ling, and rushed them away several times.

The shoes and legs were covered with mud and water. Chen Ling was so angry that he pulled their ears and put them in an empty water tank under the eaves, so that they couldn't climb up.

After breakfast, the rain finally stopped, but the sky was still gloomy. I could only hear the sound of frogs croaking everywhere outside. From a distance, I saw the village covered with a layer of mist, which merged with the smoke from the morning cooking stove. It was hazy and looked very sad, and it made people's hearts slowly calm down.

Chen Ling looked up at the misty sky and listened to the crisp birds singing in the mountains after the rain.
Chapter completed!