The daily garden of rebirth

Most of the land in Linshui Village is relatively concentrated, and not far from the rice fields, it is the place where other crops are planted. When it comes to the autumn harvest season, it is very lively. Men are digging taro, peeling potatoes, pulling peanuts, and picking corn in the nearby fields. While women and children are cutting rice in the rice fields, everyone has a deep smile on their faces, and the joy of harvest can be seen from every move.

Tang Qianhe grew up in the city since he was a child, and even after he went to the Agricultural University, he had never seen the real harvest season, so he was a little stunned for a moment when he saw such a scene, his eyes were full of amazement.

While he was in a daze, Gu Zhaoyang had already greeted someone and was about to go down to the field to help, but he turned his head to glance at Tang Qianhe, and turned around to come to the person who was in a daze.

"Hello." Gu Zhaoyang looked at Tang Qianhe who was in a daze and yelled out, seeing that the other party turned his head, he said, "You can help Aunt Lin cut the rice in a while, I just told her that she will teach you how to do it. "

Hearing this, Tang Qianhe nodded to show that he understood, then he watched Gu Zhaoyang walking towards another road with a hoe on his shoulders, and asked quickly, "Xiaoyang, where are you going?"

Gu Zhaoyang stopped and turned his head: "I'm going to help Uncle Li collect potatoes and taro. It's in the field over there. When I want to go back, I will come back to find you."

Harvesting rice is actually a hard and tiring job. Don't look at it as just cutting it off, but in fact, there are still many processes in the harvesting process.

In his previous life, Tang Qianhe studied at the Agricultural University and did not offer courses on how to cut rice, but more on how to plant or plant biology. Now, he listens to the people in front of him explaining how to cut rice little by little, and then After demonstrating to him over and over again, I realized that harvesting rice is also a science.

Following the method taught by Aunt Li, Tang Qianhe grabbed the straw with his left hand, and cut the straw with the sickle with his right hand. He only heard the sound of brushing, and he had already grabbed a handful of rice in his hand.

With the first trial, the next step will be easy. Although Tang Qianhe's movements are not proficient, it is not as good as Aunt Li's one-time cutting of a large area, but he managed to cut a lot of rice anyway.

Aunt Li originally saw the handsome young man in front of her, who looked like a pampered young master, so she thought she would know nothing. When Gu Zhaoyang told her, she still found it troublesome. It's a little bit but it's not too bad. It's not bad to be able to do this for the first time.

Nodding in her heart, seeing that half of the rice in her rice field had been cut, Aunt Li was very satisfied, thinking that she would discuss with her family when she went back, and next time she should bring more grain to Gu Zhaoyang.

Tang Qianhe didn't know about Aunt Li's mental activities, and was still bending over to cut the rice and then tied it up one by one and piled it up neatly——

Repeating the three movements of bending - cutting - bending, Tang Qianhe felt that his back was about to break, and the hand holding the sickle was shaking, almost uncontrollable muscle shaking, and the other hand was also doing well. Where to go, because I have never done this kind of farm work, the skin on the originally delicate palm was worn out, and there were blisters one by one, and the pain was unbearable even if I touched it.

Tang Qianhe finally understood the meaning of the "every grain is hard work" written in the ancient poem.

Aunt Li’s family has two acres of rice fields. After working hard all afternoon, they only finished harvesting a small piece of field, leaving a large golden rice field unharvested, but the sun is about to set, and these unfinished tasks can only be continued tomorrow, Now everyone is ready to pack up and go home.

After an afternoon of getting along, Aunt Li already had a good impression of Tang Qianhe. Seeing the pale boy in front of her, sweating profusely, she kindly said, "After you go back at night, take a bath with hot water. Look at it like this." It’s just that I haven’t done farm work, and I’ll get used to it after doing it a few times.”

The corners of Tang Qianhe's mouth curled up slightly, showing a smile, and replied softly: "Thank you, Aunt Li, I know."

Aunt Li looked at the young man's smile, and sighed, "Hey, why do you look better than girls when you smile? The teenage girls in our village are not as good-looking as you."

Tang Qianhe's smile froze, then he laughed again without answering.

Aunt Li was bending over to pack her things. Seeing that Tang Qianhe was still waiting for Gu Zhaoyang, she opened her mouth and asked her doubts, "Wait Tang, why do you want to stay with us? Linshui Village is a small place, and I thought you I'll leave when I'm done."

Linshui Village can be said to be big or small, but there is only one village in the end. Everyone will know about the big and small things that happen in it, and Tang Qianhe's reluctance to leave is naturally known to everyone. What's more, he asked Gu Zhili to take him to familiarize himself with the village before.

"I don't have any memories of the past, and I don't know where to go, so I just want to live here. Besides, although Linshui Village is not big, it is a good place. For me, it is also a paradise. "

Tang Qianhe said softly, with a slight smile on his lips and gentle eyes, even Aunt Li was a little dumbfounded, forgetting what to say next.

When Gu Zhaoyang came over, he saw Tang Qianhe standing against the wind, facing a golden rice field, with a gentle expression on his face.

Standing there watching for a while, Gu Zhaoyang stepped forward. Aunt Li at the side saw him and praised Tang Qianhe with a smile. This surprised Gu Zhaoyang. He turned his head and looked at the person standing beside him. , somewhat unbelievable.

Tang Qianhe understood Gu Zhaoyang's eyes, and was not annoyed, but just looked at him with a smile, without saying a word.

Gu Zhaoyang met Tang Qianhe's eyes, turned his head unconsciously, and then said a few words to Aunt Li, then turned around and reminded: "Tang Qianhe, it's time to go back." Anyway, it's not a word like 'hello'.

Tang Qianhe was very happy that Gu Zhaoyang finally called his name, which made him feel that this afternoon was not in vain.

Although Gu Zhaoyang still refuses him thousands of miles away, at least he has made progress, Tang Qianhe thought optimistically, if he makes a little progress every day, won't he be able to become a family in the future?

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When the two returned home, the sun had already set, but the sky was not yet completely dark. The sunset glow covered the entire sky, forming various shapes of fiery clouds, glowing red.

When Gu Zhili saw his elder brother and Tang Qianhe finally came back, he trotted forward to greet him with his younger brother in his arms, his smiling eyes crescents: "Brother, elder brother, you are back."

Gu Zhaoyang looked at the younger brother in front of him, and wanted to raise his hand to touch his head, but then remembered that he had been busy in the field all afternoon and hadn't washed his hands, so he put his hand down, and asked instead: "Xiao Li, Lele in the afternoon Was there any noise?"

Gu Zhili nodded, but he raised his head happily, his face full of excitement: "My brother cried for a while when he woke up, I followed what you told me, after feeding him rice cereal, he stopped making noise, Fortunately, my elder brother taught me how to feed my younger brother." As he spoke, he turned his head to Tang Qianhe's direction again, smiling happily.

"Well, Xiaoli did a good job." Tang Qianhe smiled when he heard this, and praised him without hesitation.

After being praised, Gu Zhili held his younger brother in his arms and smiled foolishly: "Hehe."

Gu Zhaoyang looked at his younger brother being intimate with Tang Qianhe, and did not stop him, but looked at Tang Qianhe thoughtfully, and then walked to the front with a hoe on his shoulder.

Tang Qianhe watched Gu Zhaoyang put down the hoe, so he followed up with the sickle, talking to Gu Zhili who was walking beside him, watching the other party show various expressions because of what he said, Tang Qianhe The smile on the humble face grew wider.

Putting down the sickle, Tang Qianhe was about to prepare dinner. Ever since he took over the cooking work, Gu Zhaoyang no longer tried to cook. What he would do was to help beat the hands and so on.

Because of the half-day harvesting of rice in the afternoon, Tang Qianhe's palms were worn out, and it hurt a little when he touched the water. When washing the rice, he accidentally made a 'hissing' sound, which was heard by Gu Zhaoyang, who was washing vegetables beside him.

Gu Zhaoyang raised his head, and seeing Tang Qianhe frowning and staring at his palm, he stood up and moved closer.When he saw Tang Qian and his entire palm were worn out, a wrinkle unconsciously rose between his brows.

Gu Zhaoyang grabbed Tang Qianhe's hand and put it in front of him. When he saw that there were even some small blisters on it, his already frowning brows deepened, and he raised his head with a bad expression, and said, "Why don't you say, Come with me into the house, and I'll pick it out for you."

Tang Qianhe originally wanted to say that there was nothing wrong, but seeing the serious look of the child in front of him, he swallowed his words back, nodded, followed Gu Zhaoyang quietly, and entered the other's room.

Lighting up the oil lamp on the table, the originally dark room lit up instantly. Only then did Tang Qianhe figure out that the furnishings in Gu Zhaoyang's room were similar to his own. A few chairs are placed beside the table.

Gu Zhaoyang asked Tang Qianhe to sit down, and he went to a big box in the corner, opened it, and found a cloth bag.

Because of the lighting of the oil lamp, Tang Qianhe, who was sitting on the stool, saw Gu Zhaoyang walking towards him with a cloth bag. He tilted his head and showed a puzzled expression.

"What are you doing with this?"

Gu Zhaoyang glanced at Tang Qianhe, didn't speak, just walked straight to him, then opened the bag, carefully took out an embroidery needle from inside, passed it over the oil lamp, then grabbed Tang Qianhe's injured hand, facing light, and carefully stir up the blisters.