Chapter 291 Summer Harvest Begins

This is the mountain that Tuesday Lang was assigned, because there were already many bamboos, so he simply planted more bamboos on it.

Unlike other people's guillotine fields, which are left to grow freely, Tuesday Lang is one of the few who manages with intentions.

The villagers who chopped bamboo on the mountain saw the four brothers and sisters coming back with bamboo baskets on their backs, so they waved lazily and said hello, "This is going to look for mushrooms again. It hasn't rained for several days, so I can still find them. ?"

On Thursday, Lang asked Wu Lang to carry the basket, and Saturday Lang carried the hoe. This time, he put Manbao into their hands, and told them to go home first. The intersection of Zhongshan was blocked by someone, why are you chopping bamboo?"

"Oh, don't mention it, it's not that the wheat is about to be harvested. The dustpan at home is a little broken, so I chopped some and went back to make two." The villagers laughed, "The bamboos on other mountains are not as good as your second brother's here."

Chuu Lang almost burst out laughing, "It's almost time to harvest wheat before you start chopping bamboo. Sister-in-law won't beat you."

"Whoever said he didn't beat him came only after he beat him," another villager on the side interjected, overjoyed, "It was the one who beat him today, and he was kicked out."

"Fart, it's not good for me to deal with women, otherwise you can watch."

Thursday Lang didn't mind them coming to chop bamboo. Anyway, there were so many bamboos that their house couldn't use it up, and it wasn't once or twice, but he just wanted to gossip with people, so he squatted on the stone and didn't leave.

But the villagers who chopped the bamboo couldn't see it, and they all waved to him, "Thursday, hurry up and help, this bamboo is too tall, I can't drag it out."

When Thursday Lang heard this, he immediately patted his butt and got up, shook his hand and left, "Brothers, cut it slowly, I haven't had dinner yet, so I'll go home first."

The villagers couldn't hold back, and could only watch him run away.

One of them couldn't help sighing, "Thursday is still so lazy."

"Come on, who in the village can call him to work in the fields? It's just a few brothers in his family, hurry up and cut it down, it's getting dark."

"Oh, bamboo is really hard to cut, why don't you ask if you want some sun-dried on Tuesday."

The other villagers continued to bury their heads in chopping their own bamboos, thinking to themselves: If you didn’t have to do dustpans too, I would have already asked.

One or two asking for some dried bamboo strips is fine, but if so many people ask, it will definitely not work.

Seeing that no one was in line with him, the man could only sigh and continue chopping bamboo, gossiping: "By the way, on Thursday they said that they were blocked when they went to Zhongshan, who blocked them?"

"Who else could it be? It's not his lord, or the Jia brothers."

They won't talk about the former, and the latter...

"The Jia brothers are too domineering. They just went up the mountain to find mushrooms. There's no need to drive people out, right?"

"That's right, it's not about occupying his family's land, and it's not about cutting down his family's good trees. It's so stingy."

"It's because I'm not from this village. Look at our Qili Village, who would be angry and expel people for such a thing?"

"Well, people in Dali Village are relatively stingy."

"It will still count..."

They spoke ill of Dali Village unscrupulously here, and Man Bao, who ran home one step ahead of time, also spoke ill of the Jia brothers to his parents, and praised himself by the way.

"I found the person first, and then we stopped going up the mountains. We turned to another place and found a place to hide. Sure enough, they caught up after a while. It was fierce. Fortunately, we ran early. ."

Old Zhou frowned.

Qian Shi was also very displeased, "What's going on here, aren't the fourth and the others just going up the mountain to find some game? It's enough to knock them out once, but they even set up an ambush?"

Old Zhoutou got up and said, "I'll go and talk to the village chief."

Ambush is disgusting.

Before going out, the old Zhoutou turned around and warned: "You are not allowed to go to the mountains in the future. Hmph, the most important thing in Baimaguan Town is the mountains. Do we have to go to the mountains of their family?"

Man Bao responded with some regret.

Qian Shi touched her head and said, "Let's not care about such a fool, it's too dangerous."

Having said that, she looked among the people in the yard and asked, "Where's the fourth child?"

"Fourth brother is bragging with others in Zhushan."

Bamboo Mountain is the name they gave because there are the most bamboos on it.

Qian shi frowned slightly, "Go and call him back, it's getting dark, you should wash up after dinner, don't hang around all the time, you're all about to become fathers."

Fang Shi stood aside with a blushing face.

Although Mrs. Fang was not diagnosed, Mrs. Qian had already reduced her work. She and Mrs. He were not allowed to do the heavier work at home, and the work time was also reduced a lot. As long as the sun was hot, the two would be killed. Call home to do some light chores.

Xiao Qian's and Feng's Zhou Xi are also considerate of this, and during this time, they took the initiative to take over more work and let them rest.

At this moment, even Mrs Feng had to admit that it was fortunate that Zhou Xi had returned to the clan, otherwise it would have been very tiring to rely on her and Mrs Qian for so many things at home.

When Thursday came back in a hurry, Mrs Qian said, "Let's go to dinner and go to bed early in the evening. Your father said that the sickle will be opened tomorrow, and the wheat in Dawan will be harvested first."

As expected, Chuu Lang asked, "Second brother is going too?"

"There are not a lot of yellow wheat now. Your second brother is not in a hurry. After two days, all the vegetables in Xiaowan are sold out before stopping."

The main force is him and the third brother.

Thursday Lang moved his shoulders, nodded and said, "Okay."

Who made his eldest brother bleed in his stomach?

Zhou Dalang couldn't do heavy work like picking wheat, but he couldn't do it.

Taking advantage of the practice of Thursday's meal, the family took out all the things that were needed for tomorrow and put them away.

Since it is summer harvest, naturally I can't get up at the usual time, I have to get up earlier.

In this way, when the sun rises and it starts to become spicy, everyone can go home, take a nap, and go out to harvest wheat for an hour, and then you can come back for dinner.

After dinner, go out and continue to cut the wheat.

And at noon when the sun is the most venomous, everyone basically sleeps at home.

That is to say, this year, the wheat and rice have not been harvested, so the time arrangement is so loose. In previous years, except for more than an hour at noon, everyone has to work in the fields.

Change from two meals a day to three meals a day, or even three and a half meals.

But even Thursul Lang, who was cheating and cheating, didn't want the crops to fail, and would rather be more tired than the situation in the fields.

After dinner, Thursday Lang asked Man Bao, "Man Bao, didn't you say that the county magistrate wants to reduce or exempt the autumn tax, why is there no news for a while now?"

"Shanbao didn't tell me." She could only listen to Bai Shanbao, and Bai Shanbao could only listen to his grandmother and Master Bai.

Adults don't talk about this topic, what can their children do?