Bianshanhan [farming]

The sun was out, and it was still very hot. On the river beach, there were piles of mussels next to each other, with wet black heads emerging from the water.

Li Qingwen was lying in the tent, he was already awake, but he didn't want to open it at all, trying to make himself sleep again.

As long as he is awake, he can't help but think about what happened yesterday, wishing he could dig into the earth and into the center of the earth.

He's dead, his face is all lost, what's the point of being alive...

Li Qingwen was lying straight on the ground, his eyes were lifeless, his heart was full of shame, he, what the hell, he might as well pee his pants, wash them quietly, no one knows, he is still a good guy, now it's over, it's over!

Li Qingzhuo entered the tent for the third time, felt Li Qingwen's forehead and pulse, "Boy, are you feeling weak?"

Not wanting to worry my second brother, Li Qingwen got up feebly, "It's okay, second brother, I went to bed late yesterday."

This is not an excuse, Li Qingwen did sleep late yesterday, he solved the urgent matter of life, and then he had nothing to love, Jiang Cong was worried, so he accompanied him to the river to soak his feet and swim in the water.

Jiang Cong still had a mission and couldn't stay long, so he forced Li Qingwen back to the tent and left at night.

Li Qingwen was drinking honey water from a bowl, when Li Qingyong came up to take a breather, spread out the straw mat with a flattering face, and told Li Qingwen that he was about to dig pearls, and they all piled up a pile.

In the past, they didn't believe in evil, but after doing futile work, they bowed their heads faster than anyone else. Who has a grudge against Pearl?

After digging out two round and good-looking white pearls, Li Qingwen finally changed his mind after thinking about how much they could sell for.

I've lost my face, I can't have no more money, or I'm too pitiful.

Ever since they knew that one pearl can be exchanged for many sheep, Li Zhengliang and Li Zhengming clung to Li Qingwen like henchmen. As soon as the little uncle dug out the pearl, the two of them shouted "Wow!" There was movement, and the touch of the water became more vigorous.

Li Qingwen also brought Maomao out this time, and originally wanted it to come out to rest, but Maomao was very worried about the people in the water, squatting on the bank and keeping an eye on it, and if anyone didn't come out of the water for a long time, it would bark vigorously.

Li Qingfeng also had a way, put Maomao in a birch bark basket and let it float on the water. Maomao didn't want to stay in the basket, so Li Qingfeng carried him out again, and Maomao basked in the sun while floating on the water.

Mao Mao’s hair is thick, and it’s a bit uncomfortable when it’s hot. It looks like it likes to be in the water. It didn’t come up when it was eating. Li Qingwen squatted on the bank to feed it. After feeding, he took a good bath for it. .

After going out for three or five days, they touched half of the mussels in this area, and got a lot of pearls, and everyone went home satisfied.

Before the windmill was ready, the velvet was harvested first, and the white flowers of the buckwheat disappeared, and the leaves gradually turned yellow. Every family began to sharpen their sickles and mend sacks.

The people outside the camp were preparing for the autumn harvest, and the officers and soldiers inside the camp were not idle. Several guard posts were built towards the forest. The threat from the north was temporarily gone, and the focus of defense was on Puju in the east.

Because of this measure, it would be much safer for the people in the border town to go to the forest again, so Li Qingfeng led the boys from the village to the forest again with Jiang Cong and the officers and soldiers.

Because of what happened last time, people inside and outside the camp were quite afraid of the forest. If Jiang Cong hadn't led them, they would never have allowed their children to go there again.

In August, the wind in the border town is a bit different, and the buckwheat grains are blown dry.

Every family goes to the buckwheat field seven or eight times a day, and when the buckwheat is almost ripe, they start harvesting the next day.

Buckwheat is not as thick as sorghum, not as prickly as beans, and not as heavy as millet tassels. The stalks are light, and it is very easy to harvest.

Of course, no matter how good the harvest was, Li Qingwen was not allowed to take a sickle. He barely grabbed the spoon and shovel and cooked for the workers.

Because there are so many helpers, Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Jiang are also at home. Mrs. Jiang is about to give birth. Although Mrs. Chen is anxious, she is more worried about her daughter-in-law. Guard the Jiang family.

Li Qingwen knew that his sister-in-law was working hard, so he specially made carrot stewed beef and pumpkin porridge for her in a small pot.The carrots were pulled out from the vegetable field, and everyone washed them and ate them empty-handed. Li Qingwen knew that the carrots were nutritious, so he stewed them rotten with the beef that Jiang Liping sent over.

Now, the big guys also know that cooking with more seasonings will make the taste better, so each family also learns how to cook from each other, but the taste Li Qingwen makes is still different from other people's, and it is very appetizing, so Jiang couldn't help but eat more.

Then, at night, suddenly the birth was about to happen.

Li Qingwen was still in egg meat sauce, which was easy to eat and was his favorite when he was working. Suddenly he heard the shouts in front of him, and his hand holding the shovel couldn't help shaking.

Regardless of the fire, Li Qingwen and the others ran to the front, and before entering the house, they were stopped by Mrs. Chen and waved repeatedly: "Hurry up and find your fifth aunt and Zhou Yao, your sister-in-law is about to give birth!"

Li Qingwen ran away, and the dogs were also frightened by the screams. They followed Li Qingwen for a while, and ran home for a while. They were stunned and didn't know what to do.

Soon, the village aunt, Li Maoyu, Zhou Yao and others all arrived, and all the men were driven outside.

Li Zhengliang and Li Zhengming listened to their mother's cries of pain, their little faces turned pale with fright, Li Qingzhuo took them aside to comfort them, Li Qingrui walked anxiously at the door, he had just returned from the field, and he still had Grabbing a few stalks of buckwheat, I was so nervous that I forgot to put it down.

Li Qingwen hugged Li Zhengyan, the little girl usually likes to talk, but today she didn't speak much, and stared at the house with big eyes.This was the first time Li Qingwen encountered this, and he felt very uneasy. He walked around carrying her, and almost bumped into the shaft of the car.

He has always known that it is not easy for his mother and sister-in-law to be busy every day, but for the matter of giving birth, no one else can help, the pain of pregnancy in October, and the door of hell when giving birth, they can only insist on it. Resisting the past is really too difficult.

Thinking of this, Li Qingwen hugged his little niece tightly in his arms, hoping that his sister-in-law would have another nephew in his heart.

No matter how he hoped, it was useless. At night, the child was born, it was a little girl, and the mother and daughter were safe.

Li Qingrui is now the father of two sons and two daughters.

Except for Li Qingrui and Li Zhengyan, the other men and children of the Li family were sent to sleep in the camp. Before Li Qingwen left, he cooked a large pot of porridge, and anyone who was hungry could just fill a bowl of it.

Li Zhengming regretted it, he moved to Li Qingzhuo's side, and whispered: "Second Uncle, I don't want my little sister anymore."

He is a bit older, and he already knows that giving birth to a baby is a very painful thing, and he doesn't want his mother to be so painful.

However, he still doesn't know, whether he wants a child or not is not up to him to decide.

Li Qingzhuo could only tell him to take good care of his mother and younger sister in the future and not let them be bullied.

"And grandma..." Li Zhengliang hummed and said, "We will also protect grandma."

Li Qingzhuo smiled, "Okay, let's go together."

Li Zhengming was hugged by his little uncle, suddenly poked his head out, and asked in a low voice, "Do I want to have a baby in the future?"

Li Qingwen quickly stroked his head, "You can't, you're a boy."

Fearing that he would say something shocking again, Li Qingwen hurriedly said: "Your second uncle, your third uncle, and your fourth uncle, and I, we are all boys and cannot have children."

Li Zhengming was a little disappointed, and muttered: "If only I could give birth, I, I can bear it, I, I am not afraid of pain..."

While speaking, he clenched his hands tightly, and bit his mouth white with fear.

Li Qingwen kissed him on the forehead, "I will tell your wife this later."

Made her laugh and distracted, and it probably didn't hurt as much.

After sleeping for three hours, Li Qingzhuo and Li Qingwen got up, and they went back to feed the mules and horses. Li Maoxian got up earlier than them and mixed all the fodder, and the three of them poured the fodder into the long trough.

Li Qingrui didn't sleep all night, and gently carried the infant child out to show to his two younger brothers.

It's red, small, and soft. Li Qingwen only glanced at it, but didn't dare to touch it. He went to the back room with his second brother to cook.

Li Maoyu, who was sleeping in the west room, heard the movement, got up yawning, and was pushed back by Li Qingwen before he reached the back room.

After the meal was ready, the two brothers went to lead the horses to the river to drink water. A helper came over, and it took three quarters of an hour to make all the horses drink.

In the morning, both Li Qingwen and Jiang shi drank porridge, but the other workers couldn't stand the porridge, so they had to eat solid sorghum rice with pickles and egg meat sauce.

After eating, all the work went to the field. After Li Qingwen washed the dishes and went out to dry the rags, he saw his elder brother being kicked out, and then heard his sister-in-law's voice coming from the wing room, "I am walking around Your eyes are dazzled, you don’t need it, get down to the ground and take back the food.”

The child conceived in the border town was taken care of by Mrs. Chen and nursed by Mrs. Jiang. Mrs. Jiang didn't suffer too much. Although she just gave birth yesterday, after a few hours, she is still in good spirits.

With Mrs. Chen, Li Maoyu and several other aunts watching, Li Qingrui couldn't do anything, and was driven out of the field by his wife.

The women on the Li family's side were busy with Mrs. Jiang and the children, Mrs. Fang brought a few girls over to help, and Li Qingwen was kicked out of the stove again.

The buckwheat in the field had been dried long ago, cut off, and pulled to the yard in the north by carts, where it was flattened directly and made into a thick layer, and the mules pulled the rollers to crush it over and over again.

The buckwheat stalks are thin, and the thigh-high stalks branch out first and are quickly flattened. There is a layer of straw on the top and heavy black particles below.

The pressure is almost over, so the horse unloads it first to take a breath.

Li Qingzhuo, Li Qingrui and several other people took a fork, inserted the flattened straw, turned it all over, and then continued to tie the animals and continue pressing.

When the particles are almost gone, turn out the crushed straw and fork it to the side of the yard.The rest are piled together, most of which are grain, as well as soil and straw, and the wind is strong enough to blow them directly to the field.

The wooden shovel was lifted halfway, and it was lifted into the air vigorously. The heavy particles fell on the ground, and the light soil and straw fragments were blown to the side.

With a shovel and a shovel, the grain and the grass fragments soon formed two distinct piles. If the hoisting was clean enough, the grain could be directly put into the bag with a dustpan.

Because of the large amount of land, the yards of each family are not small. In this field, as many as [-] to [-] mu can be harvested, and as little as [-] mu of buckwheat can be crushed.

While harvesting, playing field, then bagging and pulling into the granary, the autumn harvest kicked off like this.