Bianshanhan [farming]

The wind with the aroma of the crops came down the river and circled the newly built houses, and then circled.

Li Maoxian, Li Benshan, and Chen Shanhe walked back along the wind. They got up early and went for a walk in the field with Jiang Cong. Half of their trouser legs were wet with dew.

This year's grain harvest is unsurprisingly bumper. They have to quickly buy a granary, and they can't let the rice grain they have worked hard for a year have no place to store it.

When they returned to their new home, they didn't enter the house right away, but stood in the empty yard, thinking about what to plant in front of and behind the house, and whether they should build more rooms...

At this time, except for the woman who was busy at the stove, the children, big and small, hadn't gotten up yet.

Li Qingwen was awakened by being crushed. He felt as if he had made some mistake and was crushed under the rocky mountain. Then he opened his eyes and found that there were a bunch of children lying on top of him.

This group of children may have woken up for a while and were staring at him, all looking curious.

As soon as Li Qingwen opened his eyes, they dispersed with a "hula".

Immediately, Li Qingwen felt that his bones that had been crushed so hard began to stretch slowly, and he was a little confused as to why these seven or eight children from the clan were sleeping in his house.

Then he found someone in the bed, naked, and the place where his chest was pressed was a bit hard. He looked down and saw that Li Zhengming was sleeping in his arms, with his round belly rising and falling. The pumice stone, the stone pressed against Li Qingwen's chest...

At this time, Li Qingwen didn't want to delve into why his little nephew was under his blanket, he just knew why there was so much white horse hair on Li Zhengming's body?

Not only on the nephew, but also on his own arms, there are also many roots on the mattress...

Then, Li Qingwen felt itchy in his mouth and itchy ears.

At this moment, Jiang Cong opened the curtain and came in. He stood on the kang, bent down, and stretched out his hand to twirl the horse hair on Li Qingwen's mouth, face, and ears one by one, "Boy, are you awake?"

Seeing him, Li Qingwen's slack eyes finally began to gather together, "Brother, did a shedding horse get under my bed yesterday?"

When Mrs. Chen entered the room, she heard her youngest son's silly words, and said with a smile, "That's right, it's still under your bed."

Hearing grandma's voice, Li Zhengming opened his small mouth and yawned, wiped his eyes and woke up, wrapped in old cloth by his father, and carried him out of the bed.

Li Qinghong told him that yesterday the children of the family and the two nephews went to the stables to sleep with the horses, but naturally they didn't sleep well, and they were brought back with the horse hair rolled over for more than half an hour.

Unable to sleep with the long-haired horse, Li Zhengming chose his uncle as the next best thing. That's how the horse hair on Li Qingwen's body came about.

As long as two children ran out to play, the monkeys on the kang couldn't bear it, and they put on their clothes and ran out.

Li Qingwen took off his inner coat, plucked the horse hair from the front, and faced Jiang Cong with his smooth back.

"Brother, focus on what you should do." Li Qingwen begged with itches all over his body.

Jiang Cong had already finished picking off the horse hair on his back, so he rubbed Li Qingwen's back dryly with his palms up and down when he saw this.

He had a lot of calluses on his palms, and he just rubbed them back and forth, and Li Qingwen relieved the itching, so comfortable that he wished he could snore twice.

Li Qingwen wanted him to help wipe the front again, Li Zhengliang ran back from outside panting, grabbed the door frame and shouted to Li Qingwen: "Uncle, don't wear clothes, you don't feel ashamed."

Before Li Qingwen turned his head, he wanted to slip away like a rabbit, Jiang Cong stepped over and picked him up.

Li Zhengliang has always been aware of current affairs, and immediately shouted: "Uncle, I have no shame, I am the worst!"

Without Li Qingwen's hands, Li Qingfeng put his hand into his eldest nephew's clothes. Li Zhengliang laughed and bounced around Jiang Cong like a grasshopper.

Afraid that he would choke, Jiang Cong rescued him from Li Qingfeng's hands and put him in the court.

Li Qingyong sat up from the tip of the kang, kicked Li Qingwen's pillow when he got off the ground, and he woke up immediately due to the pain, "Did you put the stone in the pillow?"

Li Qingwen didn't want to ask, why did Li Qingyong appear on the kang of his house, concentrating on dealing with the hair sticking to his body, and said, "It's not a stone, it's a book."

Li Qingyong was stunned for a moment, then peeled off the leather of his pillow, saw that it was indeed a thick and hard book, grinned and said, "Why did you put this thing in the pillow, don't you feel panicked?"

"Keep your luggage simple on the road, and take as little as you can."

"Road, road?" Li Qingyong seemed to be struck by lightning, "You, when you don't know how to pick up people, you bring books..."

Li Qingwen let out a "hmm", this book is extremely obscure and difficult to pronounce, and after traveling back and forth for several months, he happened to be familiar with it.

Li Qingyong didn't say anything, and floated out of the house. Since he was a child, he felt that Li Qingwen was different from them, and when he grew up, he was even different.

Li Zhengming was pressed by his father and rubbed from head to toe with a damp cloth, most of the horse hair fell off, he fell asleep on the kang again, Li Qingrui pinched his buttocks, Li Zhengming groaned twice, Eyes still closed.

The smoke coming out of the new house was a bit thick, and Li Qingwen, who had been rubbed by Jiang Cong, stood in the courtyard, feeling the atmosphere of the fireworks in the border town.

As soon as breakfast was cooked, Li Qingyong's mother came. Yesterday she picked up some mushrooms by the river. She was so happy that she gave some to this house and that house. Li Qingyong told her, "Mom, don't take these things." go out to shame...

Then he slept at Li Qingwen's house at night.

It's good to have no courtyard walls. If you want to go to anyone's house, you don't have to climb the wall and knock on the door. You can run from your own door to someone else's door. If there are outsiders, the mother's feather duster will not fall on you.

Li Qingyong was closing his eyes, and ran back when he saw his mother's shadow, but his mother ignored him, and stood outside talking to Chen Shi and Li Maoyu, "When it rains here, there are so many mushrooms, one sack after another. Pack?"

Mrs. Chen had only heard about it, but had never seen it before. The two looked at Li Maoyu together, and Li Maoyu nodded repeatedly, "I can't finish picking it up."

Li Qingyong's mother and Mrs. Chen looked yearning, except for the dirt, they haven't seen anything they can't finish picking up.

Both of them were lamenting that they came at the wrong time, even if they came a month or two earlier, they would have seen it.

During breakfast, Mrs. Chen asked a few more questions about when it would rain. No one knew. Mrs. Chen was a little disappointed. The crops were about to mature, and if it rained heavily, the production would decrease. Can wait until next year.

Jiang Cong heard their previous conversation in the room, and said, "Auntie, you want to pick mushrooms. I know there is a place, but it's a little far away."

Not only Chen, but also Jiang's eyes lit up, "Don't be afraid if it's far or not, there are still some days before the autumn harvest, so don't delay."

Jiang Cong said it was a bit far away, but it was really not close. It would take three to five days to get there by car.

Not to mention taking a car, even walking, Mrs. Chen and the others are happy to go.

Yangshu Village is full of loess, with no trees or grass. The mushrooms that emerge after the rain are also the kind of small ones that stick to the ground. Such a big mushroom, women don't mention how hot-eyed they are.

Therefore, when I heard that the Li family was going to go out to pick mushrooms, every household was like going to a market, carrying baskets and panniers to follow, and women laughed happily in front of the spacious and flat doors.

Li Qingwen looked at the small basket in the hand of his trembling wife, and said in silence for a moment, "Grandma Six, just wait at home, we'll bring it to you when we come back."

The little wife who didn't reach Li Qingwen's shoulders grinned shriveled, and said with a smile: "Little boy, I underestimate your sixth grandma, I've come all this way, how many more steps are there?"

Li Qingwen thought, it's not that I underestimate you, you can hold a few mushrooms in this small basket in your hand, and it's not enough to cost the soles of your shoes if you walk all the way around.

He failed to persuade his wife not to go, but let her change to a sack.

Li Qingfeng and Li Qinghong harnessed the horses one by one, and borrowed several carriages nearby.

A group of women waved their hands again and again, "No need, we can just walk and let the animals rest. The harvest is coming soon, and they need to work hard again."

Li Qingfeng explained seriously that these cars were mainly to pull mushrooms back, and then he was called a brat by a bunch of aunts and aunts.

Standing outside the window with the little girl in her arms, Mrs. Jiang smiled and lowered her head when she saw the lively scene.

Seeing her daughter-in-law like this, Mrs. Chen took her little granddaughter over and put it in Li Qingrui's hands, "Your wife will also come with us for a few days, you watch over the child."

Mrs. Jiang was a little hesitant. She, her mother, and her aunt's family had all left, and no one was cooking at home...

Chen Shi said: "He can see the child well, and he doesn't know how to eat raw rice, so you just put your heart in your stomach."

A whole family of women have to go out, this has never happened before, Li Qingrui was a little dazed at first, and then smiled, "Mother, you should be careful when you go out."

Amidst the bustle and bustle, everyone set off towards the southwest.

Not long after they left, Jiang Liping, Ma Yongjiang and others rode back to the camp. They received a family letter from the yamen servant, which was sent from Li Qingzhuo in the capital.

He gave Li Qingzhuo's letter to Li Maoxian, and heard that Li Qingwen and Jiang Cong went to the south to pick mushrooms, and Jiang Liping chased after him on horseback.

Li Qingrui saw that Jiang Liping seemed to be worried, and before he could ask, no one was there, and he couldn't help but sigh while holding the child.

Jiang Cong, Li Qingwen and others rode horses to protect them, while the women drove the carts by themselves, talking as they walked, and before saying a few words, they started laughing, and the laughter spread far away.

Li Qingyong looked at the young man who insisted on carrying the basket for his sister, curled his lips, his mother was right, there was nothing to be courteous about, maybe he had something in his heart.

Then, he turned his head and saw Jiang Cong took Li Qingwen from Tianzao's body, peeled off the back collar to find the hair blown in by the dandelion, and then unscrewed the water bag for Li Qingwen...

Inexplicably, he felt a bit like it, and then he was startled by his own thoughts, and hurried forward without looking sideways.