Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 349 Help

Li Yujiao lowered her head and said, "We know whether it's a boy or a girl right after it's born. I can't tell with my eyes. If it's a girl, I don't know what my mother-in-law will become."

She talks about her grandson all day long.

Shen Feiling came back and talked to her for a few words, and her mother-in-law stopped talking about grandchildren in front of her.

She looked at the piled rice and asked, "How many acres of land does my sister-in-law have?"

Ji Wenhe replied: "Six acres and seven mu of land."

“That’s a lot of land.”

"The three families only got two mu of land. If you count it this way, it's actually not much land. Most families in the village have three mu of land, and two mu of land is rare."

Li Yujiao said: "Uncle Ping's family has two acres of land. I heard from my mother-in-law that they used to have three acres of land, but someone in the family got sick, so they sold one acre."

"I thought Uncle Ping's family had always had two acres of land."

"Alas." Amelia Su looked to the east, "I can't get seriously ill. If I get sick, I'll have no money and I'll have to sell the land."

Ji Wenhe agreed: "Yes, so you should save more money in your hands, so that you don't have to ask for help from others in case of emergency."

Seeing Zhao Sanniang coming over: "Aunt Zhao, the child is asleep."

"Yes, I just went to bed. Let me use your car. I'm going to bring some rice back."

"Okay." She turned aside. "One more pull and we should be done with the field."

"It's almost done. I'll borrow your plow to plow the land tomorrow."

Ji Wenhe smiled and nodded: "No problem."

After she left, he said goodbye to the two of them, went home to get the sewn cloth, spread it on the ground, and threshed the rice.

After Shen Yuanshan prepared the meal, he went down the mountain and called them back to eat.

At the dinner table, Shen Rongshan quickly finished his meal and put down his bowl and chopsticks: "You guys eat slowly, I'm going to the field."

Then Shen Wenshan also put down his chopsticks: "Brother, wait for me."

Suddenly, there was a boom!

Ji Wenhe hurried out of the yard and looked up at the sky: "Oh no, it won't rain today."

Then there was another loud noise in the sky.

"Sister-in-law, I don't want to eat anymore. I have to hurry and harvest."

"Wait, I'll go with you, Yuanshan, we need to bring the rice outside into the house quickly."

"I understand, sister-in-law." Shen Yuanshan quickly ran down the mountain and saw that the two of them were already carrying the rice into the house.

Ji Wenhe followed him down, wondering why there was no plastic sheet here.

People who were harvesting rice in the fields began to run back, shouting as they ran.

"It's going to rain, cover the rice quickly."

She saw some families covering the rice with dried corn stalks and wheat straw.

"Wenshan, if you put those on top, can you keep the rice underneath from getting wet?"

"No, it will definitely get wet, both above and below. It's better than having nothing to cover it. If it can't be put inside the house, then we can only put it outside and cover it with straw."

Ji Wenhe understood: "We have so many rooms in our house, it can accommodate all of them."

At this time, Miao Zhaodi ran over from the front and said, "Wenhe, Wenshan, our house can't hold so much rice. Can we put it in your house?"

Shen Wenshan nodded: "Aunt Miao, please let it go."

"Hey." She ran back quickly.

Four people hurriedly carried the rice into the house.

Shen Rongshan said to the three of them, "You carry the rest into the house. I'm going to cut the rice. Wenshan, hurry up."

"it is good."

There weren't many left outside, so the two brothers said something and strode towards the fields.

There was constant thunder in the sky, and she was afraid that heavy rain would pour down in the next second.

A heavy rain will destroy half of this year's harvest.

Ji Wenhe went home to get an oil lamp and a tinderbox. When he was running to the field, he heard a commotion coming from Shen Zhong's house, as if they were arguing.

I don’t care about that. I don’t have time to listen to gossip now.

The sky suddenly darkened.

He lit the oil lamp, placed it behind a few people, and began to rush to harvest.

Every household went home to get an oil lamp, and they didn't care whether the oil would be wasted, after all, food was important.

Miao Zhaodi went into the house and took the sickle: "Shen Liang, come with me to Wen He's house to harvest the rice. I don't know when the heavy rain started, so we have to hurry and harvest it."

Zhao Xiaoxi came out of the house: "Mom, I'll go with you. Let's go quickly. It's thundering again."

The three of them ran to the fields in the north and ran into Shen Zhong.

Before I could say hello, he ran and shouted: "Rongshan, our house can't hold so much food. I came to ask you, can we put it in Yuanshan's house?"

Shen Yuanshan turned around and said, "Village head, please leave one room for us. We also need one for ourselves."

"Oh, I understand." After getting the answer, he ran back quickly.

Miao Zhaodi came to her side, bending down to cut rice: "Wenhe, our family has a small house, you can also put it in Wenshan's house."

"Okay, but we may not need so many rooms."

The house downstairs has been built, with a total of six rooms.

Ji Wenhe prayed in his heart that it wouldn't rain heavily, at least until the villagers had harvested all the rice.

Around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the rice at home was harvested.

"Hey, are there any raindrops?" Zhao Xiaoxi looked up.

Miao Zhaodi said, "Hurry, we have to pull the rice back quickly."

"That shouldn't be the case." Ji Wenhe stretched out his palm, not feeling any raindrops falling. "Finally the harvest is over, and everything will be fine once the rice is taken back."

Looking to the south, every family had almost finished harvesting, except Shen Zhong's family. They had a lot of land and still had nearly 10 acres of land to harvest.

Plus there are three fewer people this year, no, Shen Xiangrong didn’t come back, so there are four people in total.

Shen Liuyun, Shen Tianshi, Shen Yu.

All the rice in the fields was pulled back home and piled in the house, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Yuanshan sat down under the eaves and said, "Finally, I'm done. It was just thundering but no rain, which was scary."

Ji Wenhe held his lower back with one hand and supported the door frame with the other: "Aunt Miao, what should we do with the headman's family? They still have several plots of land that have been confiscated."

"I was just thinking about this. We are all from the same village. It's okay if we don't go to help during the day, but if we don't go now, your Aunt Qin will hate us to death."

Shen Rongshan came out of the house and said, "I'm going to help them harvest rice. It would be wrong if I didn't go."

He looked at Ji Wenhe and said, "Don't go. Wenshan and Yuanshan, go back and rest early."

"No, I'll go with you. With one more person, we can finish the collection sooner."

The two twins followed suit: "Brother, let's go too."

Shen Liang said: "Let's go quickly then."

A few people nodded and went out with sickles.

The reason why they hesitated whether to help was ultimately because of Qin Hehua's mouth.

But this is a special situation.

Miao Zhaodi said to the two people beside her: "I'm going to help this time. If your Aunt Qin still can't say something nice, I won't help you no matter what in the future."

"Mom, we are helping them harvest. It's ok if we don't give them gifts, but we should at least say some words of thanks. From what you say, will Aunt Qin say anything bad about us?"