Miao'an's farming life

Every family in the village harvests rice at about the same time. Miao An’s family’s two-acre paddy field is already considered small. In fact, it was not that small. Before Meng Ama fell ill, he sold some of the land to become what he is now. Fortunately, there are not many Otherwise, even with the help of him and Yoyo, even Qiu Wenqiu would not be able to grow it.

Looking around, there are people busy harvesting everywhere, which makes Miao An feel like "the fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good year".The breeze blows, and the mature ears of rice nod their heads frequently. From time to time, someone can be heard saying that this year's harvest is good. However, in the view of Miao An, who has seen the output of Yuan Longping's "Oriental Magic Rice", there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Feelings are emotions, work still needs to be done, he holds the sickle in his right hand, gathers rice in his left hand, and harvests clumsily, which is just a new learning.I have no choice, I have only seen pigs running but never eaten pork, even though I saw others cutting rice, I was killed by Yoyo in seconds when I actually got started. Facing Yoyo’s question about how to make delicious food but forgot about it, Miao An could only I can touch my nose embarrassingly.

Although still slow, Miao An has been making progress.When I read novels before, the description of the protagonist's feeling was all in words, no matter how detailed the description was, it was still pale, and I couldn't really empathize with it.Only now did he understand the difficulty of farming, mechanically repeating monotonous movements under the hot sun, even wearing a straw hat, he still felt his face was hot.Because he had to bend over all the time, he felt that his muscles were about to cramp, and because he was not familiar with the use of the sickle, he had many deep and shallow scars on his hands.This is fatigue that he has never experienced before. This is the farmer facing the loess and his back to the sky.

Miao An sighed, the modern mechanization of pesticides and agricultural tools has saved too many things that require manpower, such as harvesting rice is completely harvested by machines and directly shelled.In this way, no one wants to be a farmer, because he is too tired and cannot make a fortune.The current level of productivity is far below that of modern times. It is impossible to grow this kind of land, and I don’t have the financial resources to be a landlord. If I want to make money, I can only think of other ways.But what to do?Thinking of the novel, why do people travel through a time and space where there is nothing, go to the mountains to find a way to make a fortune, it's my turn... After understanding these days, Miao An can't think of anything to "create" Of course, it must be something that you have the ability to "create". Guns and ammunition are absolutely profitable, but you can't make them yourself at all.

Shaking his head, Miao An continued to carry rice with Youyou to the borrowed ox cart, no matter what, it was just farming, no matter what he did, he could increase the yield.

There is a large public open space in the village that has been compacted and hardened for husking and drying of rice and wheat. Now Miao An needs to transport the harvested rice over there. With help, my family's two acres of land were finally harvested on the fifth day today. Before that, Qiu Wen was helping to transport the rice one after another, and Qiu Ama was husking and drying the rice of her own and Miao An's family in the open space. An can just cut it, this is the last batch, and Miao An can transport the rice home to dry in the afternoon.

"Well, bro, work harder, you'll be home soon." Yoyo's small body was almost at sixty degrees to the ground, pushing the cart in front of her with difficulty, her little face flushed from the suffocation.

"Huh...huh, I know." Miao An gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word, struggling to move in front of the cart, his face covered with beads of sweat.The cart should have been pulled by an ox, but the owner of the cart has already started planting wheat and needs the ox to plow the land, so he only borrowed a cart, and the crops of these days are all on the cart, even if there is Yoyo pushing the cart behind, it is full of potholes The dirt road, the weight that despised his strength, and his thin body as a brother made it difficult for Miao An to walk. Seeing that the door of his house was not far away, he felt as if he was in the sky.

Just as Miao An was struggling to move forward, he suddenly felt the weight lighten. He looked back strangely, only to find that Mo Su had come over at some point, and was pushing the cart with Yoyo. He was very strong, and Miao An obviously felt himself As long as you grasp the direction of progress, you don't need to work hard to pull the cart.

I haven't seen Mo Su in the past few days. Although I have worried about how he will eat, but the daily labor makes him want to collapse on the bed when he goes home, and he really can't take care of him.Before Mo Su came to the house and gave back the fish he gave as a thank you gift, he didn't act pretentious, and left Mo Su at home to cook boiled fish again, which was a real joy for the host and guest.

Miao An always feels that getting along with Mo Su is very strange, there is an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, it is very comfortable even though Mo Su looks cold and difficult to get close to, but Miao An never feels embarrassed, on the contrary, he really wants to give him this friend.

Originally, it was very close to home, but when I was thinking wildly, I arrived at my own door.After Miao An opened the door, just as he was about to pull the cart, Mo Su had already taken his place, and he could go in just waiting for him to open the door.

Miao An was stunned, but didn't refuse, showing a big smile, "Thank you, Mo Su, I'll treat you to dinner!"

Seeing him smiling happily, Mo Su twitched his mouth almost invisible, and nodded.

Miao An was taken aback for another moment, and then, as if discovering a new continent, "Hey, Mo Su, you laughed! You laughed, right? You actually know how to laugh."

Mo Su didn't turn his head back and walked forward, the corners of his mouth seemed to be more curved.

"Wait, wait." Miao An chased after him, "By the way, how have you been eating these days?"

"Do it yourself. Which one stores food?" Mo Su pulled the car into the yard, looked around and asked.

"This." Yoyo ran to open the door.Mo Su nodded and began to move the rice inside.

"Do it yourself? You know it?" Seeing Miao An, he hurried to do it too, but he was weak, so he could only lift it with Yoyo.Hearing Mo Su say that he cooks by himself, the kitchen that was billowing with smoke that morning and Mo Su's disheveled face immediately came to mind.

"I saw that you made it twice. Simple ones are fine, but they're not very tasty." Mo Su replied casually.

See yourself doing it twice and get started?He learned quite quickly, but he didn't know how many times he burned the kitchen, Miao An snickered, and Mo Su didn't care when he saw it.

After moving the rice, Miao An cleaned up the sundries again. Miao An wiped the sweat from his forehead. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he decided to cook first and send the cart back tomorrow morning. They may not be at home now. Not coming home is common.

First poured two bowls of water for Yoyo Mo Su, then drank some more, and then went into the kitchen.Mo Su was holding water, standing in the yard watching him busy, the light night blurred his expression, Miao An caught a glimpse of him and remembered that Mo Su had indeed been watching during the previous two cooking, and he didn’t notice anything if he didn’t pay attention , Now being stared at, I just feel uncomfortable anywhere, sighed, telling myself not to think too much, Miao An focused on cooking again.

This time there was no fish, it was just an ordinary meal, but the three of them were very satisfied.Mo Su still didn't like to talk, but he would seriously answer whatever Miao An or Youyou asked, and even asked a few questions about the problems they encountered while cooking.After the meal, Mo Su insisted on washing the dishes, but Miao An was helpless, seeing his clumsy but serious appearance, he was sure once again that Mo Su was not as cold and unapproachable as he appeared on the surface.I wanted to ask about his family's situation, but felt that it was a disappointment to mention it, so I gave up.

Mo Su went back after washing the dishes, Miao An continued to teach Youyou how to read, and added arithmetic, nine-nine multiplication tables, etc., but also asked him not to say these things out.

After enriching the spiritual world, the two washed up and soon fell asleep.