Father can be an enemy to the country

Cutting rice is actually not the most tiring step, threshing is.

The rice stalks are cut and threshed on the ground. This requires the use of a threshing bucket.

Zhu Ping unloaded the huge threshing bucket from the ox cart, set it up on a stand, and placed it firmly in the paddy field.

Zhu Yuanzhang held a heavy rice stalk and stood in front of the threshing bucket with a pious expression.

He first placed the rice stalk gently on the crossbar of the shelf and silently prayed to the God of Grain.

Then he raised the rice pole and knocked it hard on the shelf. Hearing a crisp bang, the rice grains fell into the bucket like pearls and raindrops.

Then, Zhu Yuanzhang raised the rice pole, shook it twice, and dropped all the fallen rice grains into the bucket. Then switch sides and continue beating, shake off...

Although it sounds simple, the older generation all say that threshing millet is a martial arts job. Not only does every move require the waist and horse to be integrated and the force is exerted evenly, but also the skills must be paid attention to, and brute force cannot be used. The labor intensity is very high. . After one autumn harvest, all the fat was knocked off my belly.

Ordinarily, the job of losing weight like this should be done by Lao Liu, but it’s a pity that he is not as tall as a threshing bucket...

After becoming proficient, the father and his two men started the assembly line work. Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di stood beside the threshing bucket, one on the left and the other on the right threshing millet. Zhu Biao and Zhu Xi delivered bundles of rice straw to the two of them.

When Zhu Yuanzhang said, "One pick is enough," Zhu Xi picked up the threshing bucket, put the rice grains into the basket, and carried it to the drying field.

Zhu Zhen, who was responsible for drying the millet, also worked very hard. He had to brave the scorching sun and first use the rake board made by his fourth brother to spread the rice that had fallen on the field, and then spread it into an evenly thick layer.

After the dew has dried, he still has to rake out the weeds and rice straw mixed in the rice with a nine-tooth rake. Less than half an hour later, Zhu Zhen had to turn the rice over and continue to dry it so that it could be exposed to the sun evenly.

If the cycle repeats, it will take several days to completely dry out the moisture in the rice and turn it into grain for return to the warehouse.

The second brother would always carry the load and walk a few more times, controlling the speed at which the basket tipped over, and spreading the grain as evenly as possible on the ground to lighten Zhu Zhen's burden.

Even so, Zhu Zhen's arms were still sore. What's even more uncomfortable is that he was burned to death by the harsh sun. The pain on my face and back was burning.

Even though he was suffering from the scorching sun, he was afraid when it was cloudy. Because when it rains, not only will a lot of the rice be washed away, but the rice that is not washed away is also likely to become moldy...

Therefore, he had to stay vigilant at all times. Whenever the wind direction changed or clouds appeared in the sky, he had to quickly use rake boards to pile up the sun-dried rice.

When the dark clouds come over and the wind blows loudly, the fathers and brothers in the field will drop everything, rush to the yard, and collect the rice as quickly as possible.

But often when the clouds clear and the sun rises, it's just a false alarm, and they will walk away, leaving poor Liu Liu alone to clean up the mess.

But sometimes when it really rains, the family has no choice but to hold up bamboo mats and ponchos around the grain pile to protect the rice from the rain, but they themselves become drowned rats, and they are all in a miserable state...

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The seven men worked like this for seven consecutive days, and they were as tired as dead dogs every day.

Zhu Biao came home from work every day and would snore loudly while sitting there waiting for dinner. At night, my five brothers and I were tangled up in arms and legs, sleeping together, and I no longer had the trouble of insomnia.

Zhu Yuanzhang is similar. Although he has a good foundation, after all, he is almost 50 and cannot compare to what he was back then.

But Zhu Yuanzhang liked this feeling of being too tired to think about anything, which allowed him to temporarily escape from huge troubles and gain a moment of peace of mind.

Unfortunately, seven days later, with the last grain of grain entering the warehouse, this year's autumn harvest will come to an end.

When you wake up tomorrow morning and eat dry rice cooked with new rice, it’s time to go back...

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The night before departure, Zhu Yuanzhang suffered from insomnia again.

He sat alone in the patio, listening to the ups and downs of his sons' snoring coming from the house. He looked up at the bright moon that was about to become full in the sky, and was in a daze for a long time.

Suddenly Zhu Yuanzhang felt warm, and someone added a mattress to him.

He originally thought it was the prince, but when he lowered his head, he saw that it was the youngest Liu Liu.

The prince was really tired. He had gritted his teeth and held on. Today, he had to call it a day. He couldn't stand it any longer. He didn't even eat dinner and just lay down and died. How could he care about his father who was melancholy towards the moon?

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked in a low voice.

"Pee..." Zhu Zhen rubbed his sleepy eyes and said, "I see dad is still awake."

"Yes." Zhu Yuanzhang felt soft in his heart, pulled him over, held him in his arms and said, "Then stay with dad for a while."

"Yes." Zhu Zhen lay obediently in his arms.

"Oh, it's better to be small." Zhu Yuanzhang felt this heavy sense of satisfaction and couldn't help but sigh: "As big as your brother, we can't even hug him."

"I will be twelve next year."

"Oh, he will grow up soon, so let's hug him tightly." Zhu Yuanzhang hugged him tightly.

"..."

In fact, both father and son were quite unfamiliar with this feeling, but as the atmosphere reached the point, they hugged each other unconsciously. I feel a little uncomfortable now...

But it would be even more embarrassing to let go immediately. Zhu Yuanzhang was at a loss for words and asked: "Lao Liu, what do you think this person should do if he takes the wrong path?"

"Change it."

"But if the mistake is too big and too much has been sacrificed..." Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it and used an analogy: "It's like I lost everything to marry you a daughter-in-law, but when I entered the bridal chamber, I lifted my hijab and saw that I Go, why is he a big monkey?!"

"Fuck that's not okay! Even if I were to be a monk all my life, I wouldn't sleep with a big monkey." Zhu Zhen quickly straightened up and said to Zhu Yuanzhang seriously:

"Dad, how about I change the conditions? Those immigrants can't go home to visit their graves, so we can just let them pay their respects from afar. Do you want me to find a wife by myself?"

This king has nothing else to pursue in this life...

"Get the hell out of here!" Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the shoe and gave him a sole. "I just thought you had grown up, and now you are showing your true colors? The sufferings of so many people are nothing compared to the fact that you have a wife?"

"It can't be compared." Zhu Zhen said seriously: "You are not going well yourself, but you can still control others?"

"Damn, I thought you could be a virtuous king in the future, and the idle king is more or less the same." After Zhu Yuanzhang finished speaking, he explained: "The idle man is lazy."

"Oh..." Zhu Zhen was afraid of eating the soles of his shoes and did not dare to talk about his fallacies anymore. But he likes the position of ‘Xianwang’ very much.

"But what you just said makes some sense." Zhu Yuanzhang threw him to the ground, put on his shoes, stood up slowly with his knees in his hands and said: "Even if you broke everything and got married, your life is still long, how can you live with a big horse monkey?" What about a lifetime?”

"Yes, yes, life is worse than death, so I can only become a monk." Zhu Zhen nodded vigorously. I hope that in this way, my father can remember that he is a shallow and handsome dog.

But Zhu Yuanzhang's thoughts were no longer here at all. He had already drifted out of this small courtyard and returned to the Zhongdu City, which cost hundreds of millions.

Just this night before returning, Zhu Yuanzhang made an extremely difficult decision...

ps. The third update, the next two updates are not finished yet... Alas, the child got sick and was affected for several days.