Rebirth: Don't Be the Best

After Mr. Yin Yang calculated the horoscopes of the two of them, he gave the statement that it was made in heaven, and the adults of the two families couldn't agree with each other.

Zhang Shu actually thinks that Mr. Yin and Yang should be all nonsense.In the previous life, he and that woman's horoscopes were used to match, isn't it also said to be a match made in heaven?

However, as long as the adults on both sides are happy, it will be fine.

After the horoscope was closed, Lin Matchmaker looked at the date and said that it was the best day to give a bride price on September [-]th.Everyone has no objections, because the autumn harvest is about to begin.

Seeing the rice in the fields turning yellow day by day, and the heavy ears hanging down, everyone was happy.What are you busy with all year round?Isn't it for these crops?

Everyone chose a cloudless day, and went to the field with a sickle strapped to their waists.

The water in the field was drained a few days ago, and now people will not sink if they step on it.It's just that the straw is too dry, and people's hands hurt when there are some thorns on it.

Grandma Zhang felt sorry for Zhang Shu, so she prepared cloth strips for their grandparents to wrap around their hands.In this way, when the hand is stretched down, it will not be cut.

Zhang Shu brandished a sickle and bowed his waist to reap ridge by ridge.Beads of sweat the size of soybeans emerged from his forehead and fell straight to the ground, where they were instantly evaporated by the heat of the sun.

Every few meters in the waves of golden rice, there is a person wearing coarse cloth and short brown bent over to work.As the day went on, the temperature got higher and higher, there was not a cloud in the sky, and there were no trees around to block the shade.

Zhang Shu's back was wet a lot, if he took off his clothes now, the water would definitely come out.

His throat was thirsty, but he didn't stop, as long as he cut more, Grandpa could cut less.

"Zhang Shu! Zhang Shu!" Li Mujin came out of the house with a kettle in his arms. This was the water he had just fetched from the well. Drinking it was so cold that he could quench his thirst.Zhang Shu's water must have been heated by the sun.

"Jin'er?" Zhang Shu raised his head, wiped his face on his arm, then straightened up and looked at Li Mujin.

"Come and drink water!" There was a bamboo tube on the spout of the kettle, and Li Mujin poured a cup for him, and brought it straight to his mouth.

Zhang Shu's hands were covered with grass clippings, and he didn't wipe it off, and just drank it from Li Mujin's hand.Standing on tiptoe, Li Mujin saw something sliding up and down Zhang Shu's neck as he drank water, and his eyes were all attracted by it.

He stretched out his hand, touched it, and then watched Zhang Shu take a step back as if frightened.

"Jin'er, what are you doing?"

"Touch it, can't you? Zhang Shu."

Zhang Shu only reacted now, no wonder he felt that something was wrong just now, "Why don't you call me Brother Dashu?" How many years have you been calling me.

"Because you're not an older brother..." Li Mujin lowered her head and said in a low voice.Zhang Shu wanted to get along with him, so he stopped calling him Little Hibiscus, so naturally he couldn't be called by his original name anymore.

Why not?Isn't he still older than Jin'er?Zhang Shu has doubts in his eyes, but Jin'er can let him go if he wants.

"Then don't call it Zhang Shu, it feels too unfamiliar." He was really not used to it.

"What's that called?" Li Mujin was a little depressed, could it be called a word?He couldn't scream.

"You can call me just like them, just call me Shu."

"Okay..." In fact, Li Mujin was not particularly satisfied, but he couldn't think of anything else.

Zhang Shu took a few more sips from his hand, and then asked his grandfather from a distance if he wanted it. After getting the answer, Zhang Shu let Li Mujin go home:

"Sun here, let's go back first."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the sun!"

The Li family has no fields, only a few vegetable fields, and the autumn harvest really has nothing to do with them.

"Be obedient, it will turn dark again!" Zhang Shu frowned, he knew how hot it was to work in the field, so naturally he didn't want Li Mujin to be exposed to the sun with him.

"Don't you like me if it's dark?" Li Mujin blurted out, and then her face turned red instantly.

Zhang Shu looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "I like it, I like everything, but I will feel bad."

This simple love story no matter whether it is said or listened to, it feels like the roots of the ears are already burning red.

Li Mujin was persuaded by Zhang Shu to go back. He decided that next year Zhang Shu must not only be busy alone. He is so young, so he can go to the field with him, and he will not let his grandfather go to the field with him. The husband and wife enough.

Zhang Shu was still bending over to cut the rice, but his mind had already gone to Li Mujin.

He's ready to change jobs.Although like now, I usually go to work in the fields, and I can support myself even if I go to the city to do work during the slack.

Although the grain harvested from the family's tenanted fields is enough for their family to eat, a young man in his early twenties living by collecting rent is not very good-looking.

In her previous life, because of the issue of how much rent was charged, the woman and the tenants had a falling out, and finally a few fields were abandoned, because except for him and the eldest, everyone else in the family was used to not farming.

If in this life, because of something, suddenly you can't afford the fields, how will you live your life?Although Hibiscus would definitely go to the field with him, it was something he couldn't bear.His wish in this life is to take good care of Li Mujin and prevent him from being tortured in his previous life.

Therefore, it is necessary to change jobs, and he must have a job that guarantees income in drought and flood, so that he can feel at ease.

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The harvested straw is transported back by a cart, and then spread out on the rice drying field. The old man in the family turns it from time to time to let it dry evenly, so that the rice can be removed with a stone mortar.

Zhang Shu's family doesn't have many fields, and within two days, he and Grandpa Zhang snatched back all the rice in the field.

It was completely dry after two days in the sun.

Zhang Shu picked up a bundle of rice, bent his arms, and smashed it hard into the stone mortar. The golden rice grains rolled down in an instant. Only two or three times, the rice was completely removed.

When Zhang Shu was [-] or [-] years old, the two elders threshed the rice one by one with their hands. Every time they finished threshing, there would be blisters on their hands, which took several days to disappear.And his good second uncle said to help his mother-in-law as soon as the autumn harvest came, and he would come back to eat ready-made food after more than ten days there every time.Because of the separation of the family, they have to pay two taxes, each time the grandparents pay together.

When Zhang Shu thought of this, he felt very angry, and when he got angry, he made more strength.

The golden rice grains fell into the stone mortar like rain, and Grandma Zhang scooped them out with a ladle beside her, feeling a little proud, my grandson is so strong!