Chapter 920 Harvest Season

People who live in cities often wait for the seasons to arrive for a few days before they notice the arrival of a new season.

Thick clothes can no longer be worn, the trees on the side of the street are turning green, the flowers in the flower beds are blooming one after another, oh, spring is here, and I still haven’t had time to go for spring, the girls on the street all show their thighs , summer has arrived...

For rural people, this is not a problem at all.

Because farming depends on the timing of the weather. Whatever the season, do what is in season. If you miss it, you will have no harvest for a year.

Therefore, they especially like autumn.

Their autumn, and the children in the city, wrote autumn in the composition, "Autumn is here, this is a harvest season, the weather is cooler, and the wild geese begin to fly south. In a straight line...", it's not the same.

And those adults in the city are worried about autumn, "When is the best time to watch red leaves this year?" or "Will the price of hairy crabs increase again?" Different.

Their autumn is really a harvest season. When the rice in the field is ripe, it must be grabbed before it rains; when the chestnuts on the tree are ripe, they must be harvested before they fall to the ground; Sweet potatoes... all the crops in the field will also be taken back home in autumn.

The barn and the beams of the house gradually filled up, and they became more at ease. At least the family's food and clothing for the next year would be guaranteed.

These harvests are really hard to measure in terms of money. A few young people who helped the family harvest millet in the fields in the morning were muttering, "After working so hard for so long, it looks like there are so many things, but in fact it is not worth my monthly salary. With one month's salary, I can buy a large warehouse of millet, which is even tastier than ours."

As soon as the words fell, a liberation shoe hit him. His old man held a sickle and wiped his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck. "If we don't farm, where can you buy food with money?"

"After a few months of work, do you look down on your father? If you didn't have these things, you would have grown up so big?"

"Are you the third uncle?" He asked Feng Zhenchang who happened to be passing by.

"Yes, not everything can be bought with money, such a guy should be beaten,"

Wasn't this time of year before 1992 also his greatest hope? Although they don't rely on this for a long time now, they still plant a field for the family's annual rations.

Not much, estimated to be more than ten loads of grass (just harvested millet), and I made an appointment with a few nephews to help them take it back in the afternoon.

In fact, according to the practice of the past few years, many people will definitely come to help. Last year, it took only half an hour. All the rice in the field was cut and tied into bundles. The stacks are on the drying ground, waiting to be threshed.

"When will your house be collected, let me tell you in advance,"

"Don't bother, my house is such a small piece of land, and some nephews said that we don't need to do it,"

Although he said so, when the field at home opened in the afternoon, a lot of people gathered immediately, and it was lively and lively, a bit like the big group before, many of them put down the millet in their own field to come to help.

"How is this good? You should do your own work first, I have enough people,"

"It's okay, third master. I read the forecast. The weather is good these two days. It's okay to stay in the field for half a day,"

Everyone was busy, Mei Qiuping and the master of the canteen in the factory lifted a table and a large steel bucket from the small four wheels in the factory, "Eat a bowl of dumplings, I made them all afternoon,"

She had thought of this scene a long time ago. After finishing his work, everyone had to continue cutting their own. There was no time to sit down and have a good meal. It would be nice to give them something to cushion their stomachs.

"This is good," many people smiled and came over to scoop up bowls for themselves.

The millet that was still growing in the field just now is now lying in small bundles in the field, and then bundled into bundles, and then loaded on the small four wheels.

Mei Qiuping also stuffed a pack of cigarettes for each of them, "It's not a good cigarette, whether I smoke it or not, I just pretend it."

Last year, she sent buns.

Transplanting rice seedlings and harvesting grains are important events in the countryside. It stands to reason that those who help the family transplant rice seedlings and harvest grains should follow the standards of artisans, and they should be more solemn. Now everyone is short on time, so I can only express it this way.

Of course, it would be difficult to spend money on it, or send some finished products bought with money, you are scolding!

Now everyone's life is better, and the things you make by yourself, even if it's a bowl of noodles, represent your sincerity and heart.

When the twelve loads of straw were piled up in a small stack on the square that has now become a threshing ground, and covered with a layer of plastic paper, Feng Zhenchang jumped into the car with a sickle, "You eat first, I will give it to you." They help out,"

"Be careful with your waist," Mei Qiuping shouted from behind.

What you do in the countryside is to pay attention to it and take care of yourself. Everyone helps to collect your own millet, and then you lie comfortably at home and watch TV? They can't do such a thing.

Feng Zhenchang was so busy that he didn't go home until ten o'clock in the evening. He was very tired, but he was in good spirits. "Hurry up and boil the water, I'll wash it off,"

"Not eating first?"

"It's noodles and steamed stuffed buns. I've eaten a few, and I'm already full. I haven't robbed rice like this for many years."

"Look at you," Mei Qiuping took his coat, and it was all wet. "You are getting old, and you can't compare with those strong laborers. Why don't we stop farming next year, so we won't have to work so hard."

"Why don't you plant it? Besides, what's the hard work? Don't tell me you're sweating a lot. It's because it's too hot. Even if I rush to do heavy work, they won't let me,"

Although he was not hungry, when he came out of the shower, Mei Qiuping had already prepared a few small dishes, and offered him two bottles of German beer. Feng Zhenchang drank it happily, "It really feels like a big group ,"

"What's so good about the big group?" Mei Qiuping said, "However, as the days get better, the atmosphere also gets better. It's really good."

"Yeah, it's really rare that we can still maintain such a rural atmosphere here. In some places, the villages are no different from the cities now. If there is something going on next door, they don't care about it. If you find him , he is still not happy, "

Feng Zhenchang sighed first, and then boasted, "Hey, speaking of it, this is mainly due to us. We are enthusiastic, and everyone is also enthusiastic."

"Come on, after drinking some wine, I can't control my mouth. Have you forgotten something?" Mei Qiuping said.

"Forgot what?" Feng Zhenchang was puzzled.

"At this time, shouldn't it be reasonable to send some gifts to Jingping's family?"

"Don't tell me, I really forgot. I have to give it away. I should give it away. This child Jingping has given birth to a granddaughter for us. Please take care of it. I will send it to my in-laws in the town tomorrow morning,"

"You said Yiping and the two of them are true. Once they arrive in the United States, they will not come back. Their business should be done."

"The last few times we met, I don't know if I was thinking too much. I think Lao Huang seems to have some opinions. Tell me, do they blame us for not paying close attention to this matter?"

"What's so difficult about it? Just ask him tomorrow and you'll understand? You eat it yourself, I have to go and find out what to bring to them tomorrow,"

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In the provincial capital, after Liu Jizhong's repeated efforts, mainly after giving gifts and treating guests again and again, today, his 100 million loan from ICBC was finally approved!

Walking out of the bank gate with the group finance, he felt that the whole world was a bit more beautiful.

At home, with the help of her aunt, Shen Xue had already prepared a table of meals. When she heard the sound of the car, she greeted the door with a smile like a flower, and took the briefcase in his hand, "Congratulations, Boss Liu,"

"Same joy, same joy," Liu Jizhong also smiled happily and put his arms around his increasingly charming wife, "Well, it smells so delicious, and your dishes are the best,"

These days, for the sake of loans, he frequently accompanied the heads of those departments of the bank to various buildings and halls.

"Husband, let's make a toast to the smooth start of our new project,"

"I have to drink this cup, and it's because of Xue Xue's hard work." Liu Jizhong drank it down with a smile, and stretched out the cup, "Come again?"

"Why is this cup?"

"Why? Of course, to promise you,"

"What's up?"

"Hehe," Liu Jizhong stretched out a finger, "According to the current trend, after this project is successfully concluded, can we earn this amount?"

"One hundred million?"

"Huh?" Liu Jizhong shook his head, "Guess again,"

"Ten, one billion?" Shen Xue was so nervous that she couldn't speak.

"Hehe, that's right," Liu Jizhong laughed, "Look, aren't we one step closer?"

"Wow, that's great," Shen Xue leaped briskly into Liu Jizhong's arms like a bird throwing itself into the forest.

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"Husband, hurry up," Shen Xue called in the bedroom, the lights were turned pink.

"Okay," Liu Jizhong wiped his hair with a towel, turned off the desk lamp in the study, and refreshed it before turning off the computer. Then, he felt that he was really owed. The news on the Internet made his good mood disappear instantly Almost clean.

ps: No, have you forgotten something? Could it be that today's monthly pass is in single digits again?