Pamper Eighties

Spring and autumn come, and Mengmeng is six months old in the blink of an eye, and can already sit firmly in the small sedan chair. This small sedan chair was also specially made for her by old man Feng. It was made of the best wood in the mountains, and it was polished to a smooth and shiny finish. There was also a circle of fine vines braided around it, which was strong and flexible.

Mengmeng sat obediently with her chubby little body, her big eyes were round and bright, like a deer in the mountains. Madam Feng called "Mengmeng" softly, and she knew she was calling her , immediately turned his smart big eyes to look in the direction of the sound, and opened his pink and tender mouth, babbling babblingly.

"It's so smart, it's time for us to eat, grandma feed you, come...open your mouth." Madam Feng scooped a small spoonful of the thick boiled rice soup, and there was a little bit of smashed steamed eggs on top. He fed it into Mengmeng's mouth in small sips.

Mengmeng loves to eat, and eats one bite after another with great joy. At this time, the door curtain is lifted, and Brother Rui walks in from the outside with his little hands behind his back. Madam Feng saw him as soon as she turned around, and without showing any surprise, she asked, "Brother Rui, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten it, Grandma Feng, and I gave this flower to my sister." Brother Rui took out a bunch of gorgeous red flowers from behind and placed it gently beside the cute little sedan chair.

Madam Feng recognized at a glance that this was a wild flower in the mountain, and deliberately said with a stern face: "Brother Rui, the mountain is too dangerous, don't go to the mountain to pick flowers next time, do you know?"

"Well, my sister likes it." Brother Rui didn't know if he heard it or not. He stared at Xiaomengmeng very intently. Suddenly, Xiaomengmeng opened two small hands at him and called out "Aah". After two words, Brother Rui suddenly became overwhelmed.

"We Mengmeng want you to hug her." Madam Feng looked at Xiao Mengmeng lovingly, and coaxed her with a sweet snoring voice: "Mengmeng, brother Rui can't hold you yet, grandma. hold you up."

Madam Feng took her out of the sedan chair, put her on the soft pillow of the small bamboo bed, and leaned firmly against her. She continued to feed her in this position, packed up the tableware and greeted casually, "Brother Rui, you are here to accompany you. For a while, grandma goes to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and will be back in a while." Brother Rui has been to her house many times, and Mrs. Feng knows that he likes to watch Mengmeng, and he is also careful, so let him watch Mengmeng her Very relieved.

When Mrs. Feng was far away, Brother Rui stood on the edge of Xiaozhu's bed, stretched out a finger and touched the sole of Mengmeng's foot. , only touched five small pearl-like toes. Unexpectedly, this action was like turning on the mechanism, which made Mengmeng move suddenly. She retracted her little feet as if she couldn't stand it, and slumped on the bed, her hands and feet shrank slightly, like a small circle Rolling like a ball.

"Oh, will Mengmeng roll?" Madam Feng stepped into the door and saw Mengmeng rolling back and forth on the bamboo bed. She was so pleasantly surprised as if she had found a treasure. They all said that only seven-month-old dolls can do it. Come on, her family Mengmeng learned it when she was only six months old, and she is indeed much smarter than ordinary dolls.

Madam Feng grinned happily, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out her hand and said, "Mengmeng, come over to grandma, come..."

Mengmeng smartly raised her head and looked at it for a while, then rolled over decisively, her posture was as round as possible, and she laughed loudly. When she was about to touch Mrs. Feng's hand, she suddenly twisted in direction. It fell into Brother Rui's arms precisely, and he was so startled that he didn't dare to move, and his little face turned red.

Madam Feng was afraid that Brother Rui wouldn't be able to hold her, so she hurriedly brought her little granddaughter back, tapped the tip of her nose and said, "Mengmeng, why aren't you here with grandma? Let's go back again, okay?"

She put Mengmeng back, hooked her palm and coaxed: "Come here, grandma, there's something delicious here." But Mengmeng just stared at her with big round eyes and smiled, and refused to move at all. For a moment, let Mrs. Feng not be disappointed.

Brother Rui stayed for a while before going back. A few minutes later, the rest of the Feng family also came back. Madam Feng had prepared meals in the main room, and there was nothing good. She just ate gruel and pickles. Plus a small marinated crab that can't be sold, the size of half an egg, and it's gone in one bite.

But the Feng family cherished the little crab and waited until the last bowl of porridge before they were willing to chew the crab and swallow it, as if eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas.

After eating, Feng Yimin discussed with old man Feng and said, "Dad, it's been so hot these days. I've seen for a few days, is it supposed to rain? Shall we collect the land as soon as possible? Or wait. Rain, this year's harvest is all in vain."

"What did the other people in the village say?" Old Man Feng thought like an older generation and wanted to keep pace with the people in the village.

"Dad, it's all reformed and opened up now, and the farmland is allotted to households. As long as the public grain can be handed in, who cares when we will receive the grain?" Feng Yimin explained to him patiently, and after a while he said, "I see the people in the village. It's also these two days, I just told the second and the third, I took advantage of these few days to quickly collect the land, I think it will rain this year."

"It's done!" The old man Feng tapped the table with his fingers, nodded his head and said, "Our family has a lot of farms, so we can wait a little longer for peanuts, sugar cane, etc. Let's collect the rice in the next two days. It's something to be handed in, so don't be sloppy."

Once the date is chosen, the Feng family will be dispatched. The autumn harvest is a major event throughout the year, and it is related to the family's rations. The people of Taoyuan Village usually fish and farm when they are not fishing. Although the commune has now been abolished, the public grain still has to be paid. After paying the public rations, the rest belongs to them.

On the day of the harvest, the sun rose early, and the scorching sun was painful. It is said that the autumn tiger is the autumn tiger, the sun in this autumn is more powerful than that tiger, but the Feng family is very happy to see the sun. The sun is shining, and after the rice is harvested, it can save a lot of trouble whether it is threshing and drying the millet.

The people of the old Feng family walked out of the village together, but when they got to the fields, they were separated from each other. The three brothers had already separated, and their household registrations were not together. Of course, the responsibility fields belonged to their own. Having said that, when Chen Hongmei saw the old couple and the uncle go down to the field together, she couldn't help feeling a little sour, standing on the field ridge and muttering: "Look at your father and mother, they are both sons of the same family, why? Why don't you come to help our family to harvest rice, and go to the uncle's field?"

"I said you can have a good word in your mouth?" Feng Laosan was dizzy from the sun, and his mind was already very anxious. Hearing this mother-in-law muttering here, he became impatient at first. Now, with a crooked mouth, he said, "What's yours and mine? Isn't that also your parents and your mother? If you don't believe me, go back to your parents' house now and see if they still recognize you?"

"Why can't you recognize me?" Chen Hongmei suddenly became unhappy, went down to the field and pointed at his nose and said, "Feng Laosan, let me tell you, my surname is Chen not Feng, and of course they have to recognize me when I go back to my parents' house."

"Hey," Feng Laosan patted her hand, and said with some disdain on his face: "The daughter who got married, the water that was poured out, this is what you said, have you forgotten? It's not a household registration book, who will you help if you don't help the eldest brother's family to collect grain? Are you helping? Your brain is not broken, right?"

Chen Hongmei felt bitter in her heart, and the more she looked at Feng Lao San, the more she felt unpleasant, "Who am I helping? I'm not talking to you? Kindly acted as a donkey and gave me liver and lungs."

Feng Laosan turned around and left, waving his sickle and shouting at Chen Hongmei, "Don't talk nonsense, okay? Are you still collecting grain? Look at where the big brother's house has been cut?"

Chen Hongmei glanced at Tian next to her, and sure enough, she saw that the four adults of the uncle's family had entered the battle together, and had already received half of a piece of land, and instantly felt that she was being compared in her heart. She doesn't compare with men, can't she compare with Su Wan? Seeing how delicate and delicate the sister-in-law is, if she is compared to her, she will be really bad, so she hurriedly buried her head and went to cut the rice.

The autumn harvest is coming, and the primary school in the village also has a busy farming holiday. Of course, Su Wan also came to the field, but Madam Feng, seeing her cowardly appearance, always refused to make her too tired, so she cut a small one. After a while, he pointed to the big tree on the field ridge and said, "Old people, do you go and see if Mengmeng is awake? It's a hot day, so I have to give Mengmeng some more water, and I'll put the water in the cradle. On the side, remember to give her a drink, don't let the mosquitoes bite her."

Today, I was busy with the autumn harvest, and there was no one at home. Even the big baby and the second baby came to help, picking up rice ears from behind the adult's buttocks. Madam Feng put Mengmeng in a small cradle and covered it with a small mosquito net. After that, he hung to the big tree on the field ridge. Well, when the small wind blew, swaying, Mengmeng fell asleep directly.

Su Wan came to the bottom of the big tree, carefully took down the cradle hanging on the branch, and opened the mosquito net outside to see that Mengmeng was still sleeping like a pig with her eyes closed, and her little mouth was still struggling. Not to mention how cute it is, it made Su Wan's heart melt.

She should really be glad that Feng's family loves her daughter, and even her daughter-in-law also benefits. No, Mrs. Feng stood in the field and shouted at her with confidence: "Old everyone, you just watch Mengmeng there, Don't let the mosquito bite her."

"Got it, Mom, I'll give her some water when she wakes up." After hearing her words, Mrs. Feng continued to cut the rice with peace of mind.

She was cutting and cutting, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. She grabbed the old man who passed by her and said, "Hey, old man, do you think there are no leeches in this field this year?"

She lowered her head and looked left and right, but she didn't see a trace of the leech. If this happened in the past, when I went to the paddy field to cut rice, soon my legs and body were covered with black leeches, which looked very infiltrating, and it still hurts after being sucked in blood.

The old man Feng was rather careless. He was in a hurry to harvest the rice. He shook off her hand and said, "Isn't it better if there are no leeches? Maybe they all crawled into other people's fields."

After the land parcels arrived at the households, the farmers were more motivated. Old Man Feng was eager to harvest, all for the sake of his own family, so why not be more active?

Old Man Feng and Mrs. Feng are both experts in the fields, and Feng Yimin is even more of a hard worker. The three of them are busy working together. It took a whole day from morning to night to finally harvest the family's ten acres of paddy fields. The weather is good today, and the rice is cut off without even drying it. The rice is plowed in the field on the spot and pulled back home by truck by truck.

Su Wan had brought Mengmeng home to cook early. Receiving food was a laborious task, and those who worked must eat well, otherwise they would not be able to support it. Su Wan received orders early in the morning, steamed a pot full of dry rice, and specially prepared two small sea fish and two small crabs for each adult. As for the eggs, Mrs. Feng said several times that they were reserved for Mengmeng to eat, and no one was allowed to touch them.

Before the sun went down, the last carload of rice was finally pulled home, but the Feng family couldn't rest, so they rushed to the yard as soon as they finished eating. There was so much rice, they had to be threshed quickly, otherwise it would rain. It's all broken.

In the yard, there is a wooden rice pounding machine, which is like a stone mill for grinding tofu. It pours the yellow rice from the top. Old man Feng and his eldest son turn the mill from left to right, and the white rice is from the bottom. Out.

Madam Feng stood aside waiting to collect the rice, and immediately noticed something was wrong, "Hey, stop, stop, stop, look, why is this rice so big and so white?"

Old lady Feng was holding a handful of rice in her hand, each of which was crystal clear, round and full, like a white pearl, which made the Feng family look dumbfounded.

"Is this still rice? Why don't I think it doesn't look like it?" Old man Feng has cultivated fields all his life. Although their rice fields by the sea are relatively fertile, he has never seen such good-looking rice. It doesn't feel like it should exist in this world. Yes, Old Man Feng pinched one and took a look. It was heavy and crystal clear as if it was about to glow. When he smelled it, it seemed that there was still a fragrance.

The four adults stood in front of the rice pounding machine and looked at each other. Su Wan was the most educated person in the old Feng family, and could not explain why the rice became like this.

"Mom, how can I fix this?" Feng Yimin was a little undecided. When the rice harvested in previous years came out, it was all broken and a little yellow. It was not at the same level as this year's rice. Not too much underground. But as a party member, he didn't think in the direction of the strange power at all, but attributed it to the right time and place.

Old lady Feng's eyes flashed brightly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Hurry up and put it away. No one knows when it's dark. I warn you, even the second and third are not allowed to tell them."

The old lady Feng is very mature. She has seen it clearly after so many years. This shot is the first bird. If everyone in the village has the same harvest as their family, it will be fine. Good things can also be bad things.

The family looked at each other and understood what the other was thinking at the same time. Without saying a word, they hurriedly took advantage of the night to pound the rice into rice. It's all crystal clear and round white rice.

Mrs. Feng put the rice in the warehouse and closed the warehouse door tightly. Now the question is, the rice has become like this, what should I do when I hand in the public grain?