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Everyone in the Qiao family in Yunjia Village was very happy to see Qiao Mingjin's mother and daughter come back.I rushed back from the field specially.

"elder sister!"

"Little uncle, big uncle..."

Before the carriage stopped, Wan'er jumped over happily.

"Why are you back too?"

Qiao Mingjin watched Ming Jue lift her daughter up high, and asked Ming Heng who was pulling her closer.

"Second brother said that there is only one mother in the family, and I am afraid that we will be too busy. Anyway, my second brother and I are only at Liu's house, not in the academy, and there are not so many rules. We just told Mr. Liu, and he let us go back. He said he would not go there until the work at home was over."

Qiao Mingjin nodded.

"Little uncle, look at our family's carriage! Wan'er came here in a carriage just now! It's Mother's carriage!"

The little thing lay on Mingheng's shoulder excitedly and screamed.It was the first time to ride in a carriage driven by her mother, and she didn't even want to stay in the carriage, so she sat in the driver's seat with her mother and hummed along the way.

The little thing's face was flushed red at this time, and he didn't know if it was hot, or he was too excited.

Mother Qiao's hands were still stained with mud, and she was very happy to see her five children gathered together.At the gate of the courtyard, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, watching a few children playing around in front of his house.

"Come into the house, what does it look like with such a group of people standing at the door." Grandmother Lan said.

All the people went into the house together.

Ming Yu and Ming Qi brought water for everyone from the kitchen.

Qiao Mingjin looked at the little girl who came back two days early to help, and asked with a smile, "Did you help out at home? Are you lazy?"

Ming Jin rolled his eyes.Angrily said: "How can I be lazy! Before dawn, my mother picked me up and didn't let me sleep for a while. Early in the morning, she dragged me to the ground under the dew before dawn."

Qiao Mingjin laughed after hearing the girl pouted.

I took her to have a look, only came back two days, it was indeed dark.It does not seem to be lazy.

After chatting for half an hour, we had lunch again, and without a break, the whole family went out together again.

Mother Qiao asked Qiao Mingjin to stay at home.Qiao Mingjin didn't respond either.After changing into Ming Yu's old clothes, the excited Wan'er followed her out the door.

The busy farming season is a day for the whole family, regardless of age.

Even the youngest children can find something to do.For example, guard the place where the millet is dried to prevent chickens and ducks from harming the millet.

It's Lan's who are elderly and don't usually go to the fields, but they have to work in the kitchen to prepare meals and tea for the family.I run several times a day to the fields, delivering water and food.Also take care of the housework at home.

Father Qiao stopped holding books, and his body has improved a lot during this time.Although my waist and legs are not good and I can't cut the rice, I still help to lift the rice, beat a dozen rice, or help turn the millet to dry.

Although there are many people at home.However, the main force for harvesting rice in the field was Mother Qiao, Ming Yu, and Ming Qi.

Ming Qi, who was jumping up and down, was actually only half a worker.Fortunately, Mother Qiao and Ming Yu were both agile.The speed of harvesting rice can keep up with the speed of thresher.

And Ming Jue is responsible for carrying the burden.

They bundled the rice harvested by Mother Qiao, Ming Yu, and Ming Jue into bundles, and carried them to the ridge of the field.Then Ming Heng pulled the cart to load it, and transported it to the place where the rice was harvested.

The child Mingheng followed Qiao Mingjin to chop firewood for several months, and he had some strength. He tied up the rice from the ridge of the field, and then picked it up on the ox cart on the slope.Although Mingheng didn't pick as many, but there were more than half of them.

The two brothers picked the rice from the field.Put it on the bullock cart, and then Mingheng pulled the bullock cart to send it to Qiao Mingjin and Qiao's father.Let them hit the rice.Then Mingheng took the time to go back to the field to help cut the rice for a while.

Now that Qiao Mingjin is here, she is not very good at harvesting rice, and Qiao's mother loves her so much that she sends her and Qiao's father to harvest rice.

This job looks easy, but it is not.

There are no rice threshers in this era, just a rolling bed with nails nailed in the shape of a long bench, and then a bundle of straw is held up and beaten to make the rice fall off.Otherwise, a large boulder is pulled by the ox and rolled on the rice stalk.

It looks easy, but it is also a hard work.

Not to mention that the rice stalks pierce the skin, it is very itchy.

Holding the rice stalks and beating them twice, my waist and hands were sore and hard.I can't lower my waist, and my hands are weak. That job is really hard to do.

Qiao Mingjin's face was flushed from the beating, and sweat fell like rain.The freshness at the beginning is gone in just a few clicks.I couldn't lift my hands, and I couldn't even bend down to hold the rice stalks.

Originally, this was an easy job, and a skilled person could do it faster than a rice harvester in the field.

It's just that when she watched Mingheng unload the hilly rice grains from the cart board, she felt powerless for a while.Why has it been so long that the rice has disappeared, and there are more and more?

It seems that I am used to living a comfortable life.

Father Qiao felt distressed when he saw her gasping for breath.She opened her mouth and said, "Jin Niang, gather up the threshed millet on the ground and send them to your grandmother so that she can dry them in the sun."

Qiao Mingjin glanced at Father Qiao, took a few breaths, and wiped his forehead with his sleeve in a very disfigured manner.So he dragged two baskets and shoveled in the millet that Joe's father had taken off.

Then, I picked two baskets full of millet and went to Lan Shi, who was only two or three meters away, so that she could lift away the sundries, the rice stalks and other sundries mixed in the millet, and then spread the millet on the straw mat up to dry.

"Mother, mother!"

"Alas." Qiao Mingjin put down the two baskets of millet with difficulty, and Wan'er ran towards her.

"Mom, I helped my grandma work!"

Qiao Mingjin stroked her daughter's soft hair, looked at her flushed little face, and said with a smile, "Oh, what does Wan'er do for grandma?"

"I helped my grandma drive away all the chickens that came to steal the millet! I also helped turn over the millet. But the bamboo rake is not easy to use, it's too high and too big. Mother didn't bring Wan'er's small bamboo rake."

Qiao Mingjin smiled: "It's okay, then you can rake slowly. You have to keep an eye on it, don't let the chicken eat the millet."

"Yeah. As soon as the chickens come, Wan'er beats them away!"

The Lan family next to him looked at Qiao Mingjin who was sweating on his face and said, "Take a break. There is still water in the pot next to it. Take a few sips and take a while."

Lan looked at Qiao Mingjin and responded, then turned around to pour water.He secretly sighed.If she wasn't... How could Jinniang do such a job.How can her grandchildren work so hard like now...

"Grandma, take a sip too, and take a rest."

"it is good."

Mrs. Lan took the cup and put down the grating basket for raising millet.

Qiao Mingjin lifted the grate high up according to memory, and it turned upside down...

It was just a gust of wind blowing over, and the rice stalks and other debris blew her head and face, and her clothes were covered with broken rice stalks, so that she couldn't open her eyes.

"Wahhaha... Sis. You are Yang Guzi, you are pouring on yourself, wahaha..."

Ming Heng pulled another cart of rice from the field, seeing that his father was alone in the threshing place, so he walked towards the place where the rice was drying.

I didn't expect to see his sister in such a mess.

Lan Shi was also taken aback at first, then took two quick steps.Later, I saw the little grandson teasing the eldest granddaughter.The corners of his mouth couldn't help but also curved, and he laughed.

"Hehehe, mother, are you okay? Wan'er blow to you."

While Qiao Mingjin patted her body, she gave Mingheng a hard look.

Ming Heng didn't think it was disobedient, and pointed out with a smile: "Sister, you have to face the wind with your back, and you are facing the wind. Of course it will blow your head and face."

Lan Shi also walked over to help her pat off the rice crumbs on her body.

"Sister, look at me."

Mingheng picked up the grate basket on the ground, filled it with half of the grate grains, and when the wind was blowing, it bounced up.

The sundries mixed with the millet in the grating basket, such as rice shavings, were blown out against the wind and fell not far away.The remaining heavy millet is left in the grate basket.

So many times.It wasn't until the grate was full of clean grains that they were spread out on the mat to dry.

The job looked easy.However, it is also a technical job, and it is also deceptive.Generally novices can't master it.

Qiao Mingjin fiddled with it a few times, either knocking out the millet and rice chips together, or the rice chips were still mixed with the millet inside and remained in the grate.

She had to go back to her manual work in despair.

At night, when it was dark, the family loaded the half-dried millet on the bullock cart and pulled it back.Other things such as rice beds, stone rolls, and baskets were left in the open space.

Today's rural roads do not pick up lost items. Every household has these things, and no one will steal them.

People with ox carts are fine, but if they don’t have ox carts, moving it back and forth is a troublesome thing, and it takes a lot of effort and tossing back and forth.

Lan went home first and made dinner.The whole family was exhausted, and no matter what was in front of them, they opened their mouths and pulled it in. Even Wan'er ate an extra bowl than usual.

Qiao Mingjin was afraid that she would be hungry, so she took her to the house of Yun's two uncles so that she could digest.

The child actually patted his stomach and said that he was just full.

It also seems to have made great efforts.

After a day of exhaustion, they didn't bother to say a few words, so they went to rest.

Qiao Mingjin didn't ask Mother Qiao until she woke up early the next morning, "Mom, haven't you hired anyone? And the one hundred acres of paddy fields I bought, don't we have to collect them ourselves?"

Qiao's mother laughed and said, "That's a hundred acres of paddy fields. We only have these few people in our family. When will we have to do it? I discussed it with your grandma. We have set aside ten acres for our own planting, and the family will only grow it." Mother alone, plus our existing five acres, mother can manage [-] acres of land. In addition, I gave you two uncles [-] acres each, and your grandma decides to only charge you two uncles [-]% Rent. The remaining [-] acres will be rented out. We don’t need to worry about it. Your two younger brothers will also come to help us with our [-] acres of land. .Besides, on this point, it is difficult to hire people, and even if they can be hired, the wages are very high."

Qiao Mingjin nodded after hearing this, and asked again: "How about the wasteland? What about the mountain?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support , is my greatest motivation.)