In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

The local wheat harvest days are usually in the early days of June. If it is too early, the wheat will not be mature enough, which will affect the yield. If it is too late, the wheat ears will be too dry, and it will be easy to scatter on the ground during harvesting, which will be even more wasteful. Therefore, harvesting Wheat needs to be harvested at the same time as the autumn harvest. It is the most difficult time of the year. Even those with strong physical strength will be exhausted to death. For others, it is really all about one breath, but they have to endure it every year. There were quite a few people who couldn't make it, and a lot of them fainted and got sick.

Song Hongguo pondered for a while, "I can arrange a rest the day after tomorrow. Then, I will go up the mountain with you."

Zhao Zhenhua was stunned for a moment, "Are you going too?"

"Not available?"

"It's not inconvenient, it's just too dangerous. No, absolutely not!" Zhao Zhenhua shook his head, "How can I let you go on an adventure with me? Just help prepare some medicine. Don't worry, I will still be able to give it to you when the time comes. You count as an extra share.”

Medication is also a labor of love.

Song Hongguo joked, "What? My cousin still looks down on women? You men can only go hunting in the mountains, and women can only wait at home?"

"No, how dare I look down on you lesbians?" Zhao Zhenhua explained with a smile, "Now that men and women are equal, the division of labor is different. Lesbians are weak and hunting is too dangerous. It is for your own good that we don't let you go."

Song Hongguo naturally understood, but still insisted, "I'll go with you."

Zhao Zhenhua was puzzled, "Why do you have to go?"

Song Hongguo said, "I'm not asking for help, but just talking about using medicine, I am definitely better at it and more skilled. Have you forgotten that I knocked down a wild boar by myself before? You guys are good at it. What if you win the bid again?" But it's tragic. If I go, I have a better chance of winning. The most important thing is that it can reduce everyone's risk. If someone is unfortunately injured, I can help deal with it as soon as possible and minimize the risk. Maybe I can fight more this year. Some prey."

After listening to her words, Zhao Zhenhua was shaken, "What you said is right, but I can't make the decision on this matter. Others can say it easily. My father must have muttered that this kind of thing has never happened before. It's all in the village." Young and strong men, how can we let a woman take such a risk, wouldn't it make outsiders laugh at the lack of men in our tomato brigade?"

What he said is correct, not to mention that now, even though the status of women in later generations has improved, men still dominate in certain matters. Once a woman steps forward, there will be all kinds of doubts, ridicules, and even suppression and exclusion.

These thoughts have been around for a long time, and they are not something she can change easily. Song Hongguo never thought about going against the mainstream thoughts of this era, so she said calmly, "Then you go back and discuss it with your uncle, okay. As long as it works, forget it if it doesn’t work.”

She didn't have to go, nor did she want to be in the limelight or show off, just because she had a way to fight wild boars and reduce the risk of hunting. If she didn't know, forget it. If she knew, she couldn't remain indifferent, otherwise her conscience would be uneasy.

If the village refuses, she won't be sad or disappointed. Anyway, if she proposes, she will have a clear conscience.

Zhao Zhenhua didn't know what she was thinking, so he just agreed and asked her when the wheat in her plot would be harvested and if he could come over to help.

Song Hongguo declined. In the next half a month, the entire production team will be devoted to wheat harvesting. Even if they are old, weak, sick and disabled, they can't ask for leave at this time. How can she bother Zhao Zhenhua to help her after work?
When Zhao Zhenhua saw her pushing, he joked, "Is my cousin-in-law coming to do the work? If he could come, it wouldn't be difficult to cut the land. However, as an engineer engaged in research, he would be able to do it." Is this a rough job like this in the countryside?"

Song Hongguo also wanted to know, and after Zhao Zhenhua left, she asked the system.

The system said without hesitation, "Absolutely. What can a genius not do? Even if you have never done it before, you can learn it after just seeing it for a few times. There is not much technical content in cutting wheat, so it's trivial!"

Song Hongguo sighed casually, "There is not much technical content in cutting wheat, but you have to be exposed to the sun all the time, and you have to bend down the whole time, and the wheat awns prick your hands..." Thinking about it, I know it will not be pleasant.

Hearing this, the system regretted its quick words and said tentatively, "How about you let the male god go? He is already working very hard on his brain for research, and it would be too pitiful for him to have to suffer more physically."

Song Hongguo raised her eyebrows, "Are you distressed?"

The system subconsciously said "Yeah", and then felt guilty inexplicably, "Well, don't take it too seriously. This is purely a fan's mentality towards idols, without any love..."

Song Hongguo interrupted speechlessly, "Even if you have love for him, can you still become a human being? Cross-species love usually ends in tragedy, so what do I have to eat? I should sympathize with you." Yeah, your secret love is destined to end in vain."

system,"……"

What a poisonous mouth.

It went offline silently and decided not to talk to her again that night.

Song Hongguo didn't care, and happily prepared a sumptuous dinner. The main course was braised pig's trotters. When braised, some side dishes such as yuba and yuba were also added, which not only enriched the taste, but also absorbed fat, killing two birds with one stone. When the pig's trotters are stewed in the pot, they are red and shiny. When picked up with chopsticks, they tremble and have a soft and glutinous texture that melts in the mouth.

The side dishes soaked up the soup and were very tasty, no worse than pig's trotters.

In addition, she steamed a few salted duck eggs. After cutting them open, the golden oil immediately flowed out and soaked into the delicate egg whites. Just looking at them made her want to stop.

She also mixed a refreshing cold dish, put fried peanuts and fungus in it, sprinkled some sesame seeds, and finally dropped some sesame oil and chili oil and stirred it, and the ordinary wild vegetables became lively and fragrant.

The mother and son devoured a delicious meal. After the meal, they collapsed in their chairs. They just wanted to sigh with satisfaction. Whether it was hard work or solving all kinds of troubles, everything was gained from this sumptuous dinner. It gave me solace, and even the fatigue and boredom were relieved a lot.

Sure enough, food is the most beautiful gift in life. No matter how big it is, if you have a good meal, you will feel comfortable. If not, then eat more meals.

The next day, Song Hongguo got up early and went around her own plot first. On her way to and from work, she saw that the wheat she saw was all yellow and could be harvested soon. However, some of the wheat in her own field was still green. Well, this was the result of her watering several times. The wheat stalks were strong and the wheat ears were full. She imitated the old crop handle style, squeezed it with her hands, and evaluated the yield, feeling full of accomplishment.

If you put in the effort, you will reap the rewards. This saying could not be more true when applied to farming.

The sweat you shed is fairly reflected in the harvest. Although she also asked the system to help in the process, most of the time, she was the one who went into battle in person. She had never been lazy in watering the ground, and now she was finally rewarded.

All the hard work before was worth it.

She looked at a wheat field, and when she was full of emotions, she heard a voice from behind, "Our wheat grows much better than those in the village."