Quick Travel: Jing Yuan's Wanderings

"He works for the happiness of the people. He is the people's savior..."

What a familiar melody!

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan couldn't help but hum along with the loudspeaker.

"Cough cough..."

Jing Pingan rubbed his ears, coughed twice, and patiently reminded:

"Dad, stop singing, it's time to go to work.

Most likely, today we will go to the cornfield to hoe the wheat stubble.

We have to hurry to the warehouse and pick out a good hoe."

Upon hearing this, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan quickly stood up and rushed out:

"Ping An, let's go, hurry up! You can't hoe the ground without a suitable hoe."

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, he seemed to remember something and turned back and shouted:

"Panpan, wait until the sun comes up, boil some water, let it cool down, and then bring it to the field. Be careful not to get burned."

"Got it, Dad!"

……

They arrived at the warehouse early enough, and the father and son picked up the hoes they wanted. They carried them on their shoulders and followed the main group up the southern hillside.

If one acre of corn field is hoed and meets the standards, full work points will be awarded, 10 points.

As usual, the father and son received two acres of adjacent land.

The original owner had always been a hardworking and capable person. When his wife was around, they were a good teammate and the original owner helped out and earned two full work points. Now that his wife is gone, his son has just taken over.

The original owner's family was simple, with two strong laborers and a spacious house. Although they didn't live a wealthy life, they had no problem with food and clothing.

No wonder he was targeted by the reborn heroine.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan carried a hoe and followed his adopted son to the cornfield.

The corn seedlings, as tall as the calf, are green and juicy and growing well.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan held the handle of the hoe, and was so jealous that he wished he could go forward and dig a few and plant them in the living space.

Jing Ping'an, who was standing by, carried a hoe, walked silently to the edge of the field, and started hoeing the ground.

Upon seeing this, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan hurried over.

Just as I was thinking about how to start hoeing the land, a passage from Henan opera came to my mind.

Before I knew it, I started hoeing the ground while humming.

"Bend your front leg, push your back leg, keep your steps steady and even...

When you bend your front leg and push your back leg, don’t panic and don’t use your hands too aggressively…”

Jing Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at his father who was working hard and singing happily beside him, and sighed helplessly.

My father is a very good person. It would be better if he stopped humming songs all the time.

With the devilish music piercing his ears all day long, he could hardly remember the original tune!

With the original owner's memories as a foundation, Lieutenant General Jing Yuan easily mastered the technique of hoeing the ground.

They became more and more excited as they worked. By the time Jing Panpan came over carrying the small wooden bucket, the father and son had almost finished hoing a small acre of land.

Of course, most of it is due to Lieutenant General Jing Yuan!

"Dad, brother! You must be exhausted. Take a rest first, drink some boiled water, and then continue working."

"Hey, Panpan is here. The barrel is heavy, so let your brother carry it."

"No, I can lift it."

Jing Panpan walked over quickly, scooped a bucket of water from the wooden barrel, and handed it to his father, "Dad, you must be thirsty, drink it!"

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan was indeed thirsty, so he took the water scoop and started drinking it in gulps.

After drinking, he handed the ladle to Jing Ping'an who was standing and waiting nearby.

He rubbed his sore waist, picked up the hoe, gathered the wheat stubble in the field, and then sat down on it.

After drinking the water, Jing Ping'an also followed his father's example and sat on the wheat stubble.

Lieutenant General Jing Yuan wiped the sweat off his face and took a long time to calm down before he whispered his next plan:

"It's a hot day, so once we finish hoeing this row of corn, we'll call it a day and go home, and then continue working in the afternoon.

Panpan, when you came, did you see your sister Caihe and Grandma Guo?"

"I saw them topping the cotton fields on the riverbank."

"Well, let's do this. When you have time later, send them some boiled water. Your grandma Guo even helped make a pair of shoes for you a few days ago. We should be grateful."

"I knew Dad would say that. I came here after I gave them water."

"You're so smart. Okay, go back and cook and we'll have noodles for lunch.

After dinner, Dad will take you to the river to fish.

Pick out two fat ones tonight and I'll go find your grandma Guo to ask for her opinion.

If you agree, then the formalities begin.

Ping'an, you are very skillful. Go back and weave a few more small bamboo baskets. On the 15th, go to the gathering in Sandawan Commune to sell them.

It is close to the military area and the county town, and can be sold at a good price.

Save up some money. If you and Cai He are together, the gift you give us should be good. "

"I know dad!"

"That's great, brother. I really like Sister Caihe and Grandma Guo.

When the time comes, we can open a door on the courtyard wall so that it will be more convenient to visit each other."

"Girl, look how clever you are.

There is no rush to open the door. We haven't even started yet. You can't talk about it outside. It will be bad for your sister Caihe!"

"I know, Dad. Don't worry, I'm keeping my mouth shut!

I never talk about family matters outside. "

"Good girl!

On the day of the fifteenth assembly, Dad will buy a few feet of cloth and make you two sets of clothes for you to wear when school starts."

"Thank you, Dad..."