Bianshanhan [farming]

Liu He left with Li Qingwen's bag of sweet sorghum seeds.Originally Li Qingwen wanted to follow him back to the tribe to get the arrows, but Liu He told him tactfully that it would be better to take Jiang Cong with him, because getting the arrows was not as easy as he thought.

Touching the thin but tough layer of flesh on his arm, Li Qingwen was silent for a moment, then went to the camp to find his brother.

As a result, when they arrived at the camp, not only Jiang Cong was not there, but Jiang Liping and Ma Yongjiang were also sent out. It was said that the front station was besieged by wild animals, and some people ran out to ask for help. They and other officers and soldiers had already set out to rescue people.

They left in a hurry and only left a word for Lao Xingtou. Li Qingwen could only make an agreement with Liu He to meet in the forest after the first snowfall.

As soon as Liu He was sent away, Li Maoxian came back, followed by a bunch of people who came to ask about Qiu Harvest.

Among the people who fled from Bingzhou to the border town, apart from the adults and children of Yangshu Village, there were about two to three hundred households in other villages. There were hundreds of people who didn't know each other and followed halfway.

No matter who it is, walking all the way to the border town, there is no grain in their hands.

People from Yangshu Village had planted the land a few months earlier, but the crops were still in the field, and there was nothing to eat these few months.

It was impossible for the camps in the border towns to provide relief for these fleeing people, and the exiles couldn't take care of themselves... Except for Jiang Cong and the others, only Li Qingwen, the Liu brothers, Li Maoqun, and Guo Daquan had food in store.

So Liu's family, Li Qingmu, Guo Daquan and his family, as well as Li Benshan's family, don't have to worry about food when they arrive in the border town, and the rest of them rely on borrowing food from Li Maoxian's family to survive.

On the way, a group of people were told that they would have food when they arrived at the border town, but they kept beating their hearts. For these people, even if a family has one bag, they would need hundreds of bags. How much grain?

When they arrived, they asked for food nervously. On the same day, cartloads of sorghum rice were pulled out of the camp. Because there were not enough sacks, they had to prepare their own food for food. Of course, the weight was the same regardless of size.

When they were shocked by the fact that the Li family had so much food in storage, they also understood that the land here was a treasure to the farmers.

The people who got the food with their own hands really felt that they could live here.

As long as they spend this autumn and winter and start farming next year, they will no longer worry about being hungry in the next autumn.

Therefore, a group of people are full of enthusiasm to build a house and build their own new home. While looking forward to the coming of next year, they also want to help the Li family finish the work as soon as possible.

Although it was not their own land, they went to the field many times a day to look at it, and when they found that the tassels were ripe, they came to Li Maoxian immediately.

There were many people looking for it, and it was inconvenient to talk at the brick kiln, so Li Maoxian came home.

After noon that day, someone took a sickle and carried a basket to the field, picking the precocious ones first.

In fact, the remaining three or two days can almost be harvested, but the big guys can't sit still, so they want to get the food back as soon as possible.

There were people all over the mountains and plains, Li Qingwen took a look and felt that his going might be in the way, so he just stood on the ground for a while, then went back to practice calligraphy.

Don't worry about things in the field, just do what you should do.

He originally wanted to read at home, but there were a lot of people coming to the house, so Chen asked him to go to the camp, where it is very quiet now and will not be disturbed.

When Li Qingwen returned to the camp, he took out all the books, one by one, and began to memorize them from beginning to end.

Li Maoyu came over to cook for Lao Xingtou and the others. Seeing his nephew so engrossed, he unconsciously relaxed his movements.

It's like going back to the old high school, Li Qingwen eats, sleeps, reads and studies every day...

It was already a few days after he finished all this. When Li Qingwen went out again, he suddenly noticed that the wind outside was not only fierce, but also colder.

There was only a thin layer of mist in the morning, and it was blown away by a strong wind immediately. The sorghum leaves that were blown away were all dried out, and the green weeds in the distance were getting more and more yellow by the wind.

Late autumn has arrived in the border town.

At this time, the inside and outside of the camp are empty, adults and children are all on the mountain, some are harvesting crops, some are cutting, some are carrying them to the yard, some are playing field, some are packing bags, and there are neat and orderly fields in the distance. Most of the crops in the fields were cut back.

The fields where the crops have been harvested are full of children, each with bags of different sizes in their hands, looking for the fallen ears and beans in the field ridges.

Looking at the busy crowd in the distance, Li Qingwen felt very emotional in his heart. It was the first time he had been farming in the border town for the first time that the autumn harvest was so leisurely. The crowd was really good.

The wind was very strong, and tall sorghum stalks surrounded every yard. Whether it was dry grain or husks blown out by the wind, they were all useful things, and they couldn't just be blown away by the wind.

Li Qingwen happened to be in the limelight when he came out, and his eyes were narrowed by the dust that was almost blown out. He walked around, and before he reached the yard, his aunt shouted at him: "Hey, there are so many people here that I can't get in. I don’t need you, go back quickly, don’t get covered in dirt!”

After all, it was too late for them to talk, Li Qingwen's clothes and hair were all covered with dirt.

Jiang Shi was drinking water, when she saw Li Qingwen, she quickly took out a cloth towel from her pocket, ran over and tied it on his head.

There were many people in several yards here, and everyone was more agile than Li Qingwen. He looked at it for a while, then went back and took out a bag.

When he got to the field, Li Qingwen found that the old people and children picking up grain inside were unknown, and most of them were sallow and emaciated. He didn't even bend his waist, and went back.

He doesn't lack this kind of stuttering, so let those who are in urgent need of food find more.

The wind whistled.

Li Qingwen couldn't keep his eyes open, and was about to go back when he heard his nephew calling him, "Uncle, Uncle, come and sleep."

Li Qingwen walked over looking for the sound, and there was a pile of sorghum stalks standing beside the yard. There was a small hole in the middle of the stalks. Li Zhengming's head came out of the small hole and was shouting at him.

"Uncle, come in!" It was Li Zhengliang's voice.

Looking at the small mouth, Li Qingwen felt that he might be a little hesitant, but he was urged to give it a try anyway.

As soon as he put his head in, the two nephews grabbed Li Qingwen's hand and dragged him in. Li Qingwen was almost dragged down, and hurriedly said, "I can do it myself."

Although the hole was small, Li Qingwen got into it with almost no effort, and was surprised to find that it was actually quite big inside.

From the outside, this is just a pile of straw, but inside it is empty. After the straw is firmly surrounded, there is almost no wind to blow in, and there are cushions, quilts, pillows, and even sorghum noodles inside. pancake……

It's like living here.

As soon as Li Qingwen came in, Li Zhengming pulled him to lie on the mattress, pulled the cold quilt to cover the two of them, and whispered: "Uncle, let's sleep here together."

Li Qingwen: "..." Is the kang at home not big enough, or not enough to keep out the wind, why did Kazakhstan come here to sleep?

However, what he wants to know the most right now is not this, but whether the straw is strong enough, if it falls, it will be enough to get hit.

Looking sideways, Li Qingwen asked, "Who built this?"

"My father, third uncle, little fourth uncle..." Li Zhengming nestled on Li Qingwen's chest, yawning and whispering.

Li Zhengliang also leaned over to Li Qingwen's other side, "Uncle, this is our new home, you must sleep here."

Hearing that it was done by the three older brothers, Li Qingwen felt a little relieved. He lay on his back, with the two nephews resting half of their heads on him, and kept arching and arching.

The wind outside was very loud, and the sorghum leaves at the entrance of the cave kept making noises. This straw stack seemed to be an excellent shelter from the wind. Li Qingwen suddenly felt that it was quite quiet here...

He was just distracted, brother Li Zhengliang really fell asleep.

Li Qingwen was a little worried, afraid that the two of them would catch a cold while sleeping here, and also afraid that they would not leave after waking up.

Just when he was in a dilemma, there was a sound of footsteps outside the straw, and soon, a thick quilt was stuffed in through the hole.

Before Li Qingwen could ask anyone, a big head came in, and it was Li Qingrui.

"Brother, the two of them are asleep." Li Qingwen whispered, and he lay down and did not dare to move.

Li Qingrui came in curled up, and said with a smile, "I've been making noises about sleeping in a shack. I was afraid that they would sneak in, so I built one... I saw that there was no movement here for a long time, so I knew they might be lying down. You pull it here."

Covering the three uncles and nephews with a thick quilt, Li Qingrui said softly: "Zai'er, you are tired from studying these days, we are all here, and there are enough people, so don't worry about it."

After speaking, Li Qingrui withdrew again, and Li Qingwen slept with the two nephews here.

While lying down, Li Qingwen thought, what should I bring to the capital this time, in addition to looking at my second brother, I also need to buy more in the capital, such as seeds, every time I buy it, I feel that it is not enough, because the car could not fit it before. No, how can it be better to take a boat this time...

When he was thinking about how to persuade his parents to agree to him going to the capital, his chin was touched by the hair of the two nephews, and he gradually felt sleepy.

The north wind was howling, and some of the sorghum stalks harvested later were blown down, so it was a bit troublesome to collect them, and it was a bit laborious to pick up the ears to cut them.

The slow-moving exiles had to endure this hardship. They couldn't bear it anymore, so they straightened up and looked south. The fields there were all vacant land, and the crops had been taken back.

In spring and summer, they were worried about looking at the land, and they were really afraid of being exhausted, but now, hundreds of people and thousands of people drilled in, and the sorghum stalks and soybeans were shoveled in the blink of an eye...

Just as they were feeling emotional, bags of grain had already begun to be loaded into the warehouse on the other side of the yard.

Although Jiang Liping and the others were not there, Li Maoxian and others would not let their crops be blown by the wind for a long time in the field.

On one side of the field, there are people harnessed to the animals and pulling the sticks. The freshly cut sorghum stalks are stuffed into the middle of two large logs. The gears rotate, and the stalks are rolled into the middle and pressed into a thin layer. A piece, while a cool syrup dripped from the wooden trough.