With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Xue Ming looked at the golden wheat field quietly. After a long time, he picked an ear of wheat and rubbed it back and forth with his hands. He blew off the chaff, pinched a grain of wheat and put it in his mouth to chew.

"It's dry and hard and ready for harvest. I don't know how many kilograms of grain I can harvest from my 15 acres of wheat field." He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the sickle, and bent over to cut the wheat.

After cutting four rows of wheat, he threw the sickle and squinted at the sun in the sky. He was hot and tired and the wheat ears were pricking him. At this moment, he finally realized the hard work of the farmer uncle.

There are no agricultural machinery such as harvesters, so we can only harvest by hand. We don’t want to reveal the secret of our own space, so we can only work by ourselves. I feel like I’m a loser.

He took a sip of water from the spiritual spring and continued to cut wheat. After cutting four rows of wheat, he was still panting from exhaustion. "It's better to ask my mother to come over and help with the harvest. I really can't stand this kind of foreign crime."

When I got home, I saw Li Chuanying instructing Xue Ling on the sewing machine. She seemed to be making children's clothes. Xue Ming walked over and took a look, "What are you doing?"

"Liu Yunqi from Liu Village wants to make a bellyband for his youngest son. Bring over some spiny cucumbers and I'll wash one for you." Li Chuanying took two cucumbers and went to the yard to rinse them.

There were seven or eight cucumbers on the table. It seemed that the news that the Xue family had a sewing machine had spread throughout the villages. Xue Ming held back a smile and shook his head, "Where is Xiaoling's mother?"

"Uncle Zhao Tian asked her to patrol the fields. Our wheat will be harvested in another half month. Uncle Zhao Tian is worried that someone will steal the wheat." Zhao Ling continued to use the sewing machine without raising her head.

Xue Ming instantly gave up the idea of ​​inviting his mother into the space, went out and met Li Chuanying in the yard, and took the fresh cucumber from her hand.

After a few bites, it was crispy and sweet, and Li Chuanying handed him a second one, "Brother Xue Ming, are you worried?"

Xue Ming shook his head and left home and went straight to the forest, secretly considering the possibility of letting Li Chuanying enter the space to harvest wheat. Xue Ming had taken her into the space before when she committed suicide.

After much deliberation, I decided to wait and then think of other options when I was really tired and couldn't stand it anymore.

Waving the sickle, I continued to harvest. I rested when I was tired and drank water when I was thirsty. I only harvested one acre of land from morning to dusk. "Is my harvesting method wrong?"

So he left the space and went home to have dinner. His family was waiting for him to come back for dinner. There were scrambled eggs with cold cucumbers and green peppers on the table.

The family gathered around the dining table to eat. Xue Ming sat down next to Li Chuanying and picked up a chopstick to taste the cucumber. "Mom, how many acres of wheat can an adult cut in a day?"

"How many acres? It's good if a strong male laborer can harvest one acre a day. How many acres do you want to harvest?" Liu Yue'e said.

"Your mother is right, male laborers can cut no more than one acre of land in one day, and female laborers can cut no more than seven acres of land in one day." Guo Xiuhua said.

Xue Ming scratched his head and continued eating. It seemed that his harvesting method was not wrong, but that human efficiency was so fast. It seemed that a combine harvester in the future could harvest a hundred acres of wheat fields in a day.

Since you don’t have a harvester, just do it slowly. 15 acres of wheat field is only 15 days. Xue Ming’s time is not valuable.

"This season, when God is not happy, it will rain. Every year when we harvest wheat, we have to compete with God for time. In a few days, all the men, women, and children will have to go to the fields to harvest wheat," Liu Yue'e said.

"Is it that exaggerated? Will rain affect the wheat?" Xue Ming put down the chopsticks in his hand and listened attentively.

Li Chuanying also put down his chopsticks, "Brother Xue Ming, you should know that wet wheat will sprout, and if the wheat ears are exposed to rain, they will be ruined."

"Thankfully, you are still a farmer, and your knowledge of crops is not as good as Chuanying's." Liu Yue'e rolled her eyes at her son.

Xue Ming, who was disliked by his mother, was a little embarrassed. He picked up his chopsticks and lowered his head to eat. He wasn't worried about rain either. There seemed to be only day and night in the space without wind, rain, thunder or lightning.

After dinner, my mother was reluctant to light candles, and the house was dark. Xue Ming went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed to rest, staring at the roof in a daze.

Half an hour later, I took out the South Sea pearl from the space, held it in my hand, and considered whether to take a gamble and open a blind box. Can such an expensive pearl open a harvester?

There was a knock on the door, and then Xue Ling's voice sounded outside the door, "Brother, are you asleep?"

Xue Ming got out of bed and opened the door to see Xue Ling and Li Chuanying standing outside. Xue Ling chuckled and whispered, "Brother, please accompany us to catch fireflies in the woods."

"Go back to the house and sleep. Why are you catching fireflies?" Xue Ming was not in the mood to play around with them, so he turned around and continued to rest.

"Brother, please come with us. What a great brother!"

Xue Ming was so annoyed that he could only take Rhubarb to accompany them to the woods. Sure enough, he found many fireflies flying around, like small moving stars.

"Haha." Xue Ling immediately picked up the net bag to catch fireflies. When she caught one, she put it in a small cloth bag made by Li Chuanying. It ran around like a firefly.

"This girl is a bit naughty." Xue Ming's worries were cured by her liveliness and cuteness, and a smile appeared on his face, asking Dahuang to run with her.

Li Chuanying walked to him with the firefly bag, "Brother Xue Ming must have something on his mind, can you tell me about it?"

"No need, you can't help anyway." Xue Ming crossed his arms and looked at the flying fireflies.

"In case I can help you, grandpa often said that the three stooges are like Zhuge Liang, so tell me." Li Chuanying pulled Xue Ming's sleeves with a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

"Then I wish all my wishes come true." Xue Ming decided to use South Sea pearls to upgrade the space early tomorrow morning, eager to upgrade a combine harvester.

In the moonlight, Li Chuanying raised her right hand and said, "Please Bodhisattva bless Brother Xue Ming's wish to come true. Li Chuanying sincerely wishes Brother Xue Ming all the best."

"Are you wishing or swearing?" Xue Ming couldn't help laughing, and Li Chuanying also laughed.

There were more and more fireflies in the bag, and it looked like a lantern. Everyone had a great time that night, but the next day they found that all the fireflies in the bag were dead.

"Why is this happening? Why are they all dead?" Xue Ling cried as she asked her eldest brother to see the dead insects in the bag.

"I don't know." Xue Ming frowned at the dead insects. This was not a good sign. He walked to the flower pond and poured out the dead insects to add fertilizer to the jasmine seedlings.

Grandma Guo Xiuhua suddenly screamed and raised her cane to hit Xue Ling. Xue Ling screamed strangely and hurriedly hid behind her elder brother.

"What a sin, you damn girl, how could you bring a will-o'-the-wisp to your home? It will bring bad luck to our family. What sin have I committed!"

Guo Xiuhua trotted all the way to the main room with her little feet, knelt down in front of the Bodhisattva and prayed, "The Great Merciful and the Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, the child is ignorant and will just let this nonsense go. I ask the Bodhisattva to bless..."

The light emitted by fireflies does look like will-o'-the-wisps, which is superstitious, but it's really not a good sign.

"Grandma wants to hit me, I'm scared." Xue Ling was frightened, and an amiable old man was frightened by her.

"When her anger subsides, go and apologize to her. She won't hit you while Chuanying is here." Xue Ming handed her to Li Chuanying and prepared to enter the space to upgrade the space, praying to upgrade the combine harvester.