Qi You'er blinked and finally understood what it meant to drop sweat into the soil.
She stretched out her little hand to wipe the sweat from Gu's face, and kept shouting kindly.
"Si Ya is so good," Mrs. Gu felt warm in her heart. She gently patted Qi You'er's little face, and then put her down. Qi Nan'er bit her finger, then took Liu Zuo'er's little hand,
"Third sister, let's help my mother pick up wheat. You see, fourth sister is able to help Liang at such a young age. We can't lose to her, you know?"
Qi Zuo'er seemed to understand and took Qi Nan'er's little hand, then squatted down and picked up the wheat ears on the ground one by one. Although he didn't do much, he still added up to something for Gu.
It saves a lot of effort.
At noon, Mrs. Gu took the baked thick flour pancakes from the morning and distributed them to several children.
The children all ate with gusto, and Mrs. Gu also took a bite, then opened her clothes and breastfed Qi You'er. In fact, Ms. Gu didn't have much milk anymore, and sometimes it wasn't enough for Qi You'er, and
Now, in addition to the smell of earth, her body was also covered in sweat.
However, Qi Youer didn't dislike it at all. The sister she ate was delicious, and she kept looking at her three sisters who were nibbling hard pancakes.
In fact, she really wanted to eat pancakes. She was biting the pancakes in her mouth and looking around while eating. The sun was so hot in the sky that it could even burn off a person's skin. Gu's
There was some worry on his face, and he didn't know what he was worried about.
After eating, she didn't rest for a while. Instead, she asked the children to stand in the shade, and she squatted in the field, constantly gathering the fields in front of her, and putting down the wheat in bundles.
But there seemed to be a lot in front of me.
This year is still a good harvest year. No matter how tiring and difficult it is, I believe everyone is willing to do it.
At night, Mrs. Gu put a bundle of wheat on her back, and then asked Qi Dong'er to carry Qi You'er, Qi Nan'er held Qi Zuo'er's hand, and her own little hand also held the corner of Gu's clothes.
, this is the way to go home,
People coming and going are all people going home, but without exception, they all have male masters, and the wheat is usually carried by men. Only Gu is pitiful. She has to do all the heavy and dirty work herself.
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When she returned home, Qi Zhong still didn't come back. Gu took Qi You'er and put her on the couch, then asked Qi Nan'er to look at her and went to the kitchen to cook.
"Mom, I'm hungry," Qi Zuo'er pulled Gu's clothes and looked at her expectantly, "Mom, can we have fine noodles to make dough?" She knew that as long as there was wheat, there would be fine noodles to eat, and fine noodles were available.
The noodles are really delicious, much better than the thick noodles they eat.
Maybe they can still eat rice.
Mrs. Gu rubbed Qi Zuo'er's hair and said, "Good boy Zuo'er, we will be able to eat fine noodles soon."
That means not yet, Qi Zuoer was a little disappointed.
Mrs. Gu sighed, thinking that she really had to wait until the wheat was harvested to make some fine noodles, and she should also make some fine noodles for the children.
She cooked a simple meal for her three daughters. Although the ingredients were very simple and most of them were thick noodles, the hungry children all ate happily, except for the youngest Qi Youer.
There was half a bowl of batter, why was it half a bowl? Because the other half was eaten by Qi Zuo'er, and the one who licked the bowl became Qi Nan'er.