The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 29 Help Threshing Millet

"Mom, look, we did this last night. Dad said, if we continue like this, we will be able to live in our own hut in a few days!" Yang Zisen woke up, very excited, pointing to the victory in front of him to claim credit .

"Second brother Yang is really capable!" Aunt Feng probably knew what was going on, and sighed, "Yue Niang, don't worry, look, won't you be living in your own house soon?"

"No, I'm not in a hurry, I just feel distressed." Holding Feng's hand, Yueniang sighed, "These children, and his father, didn't go to sister-in-law's house last night. sleep here!"

"I didn't sleep all night!" Sister-in-law Feng thought, this family, after all, they didn't sleep a wink for a day or two. With this kind of energy, the family will not be able to survive, and God is not fair.

Cut trees during the day and work at night.A family of five discussed and discussed, and it really took only five short days and nights to erect a log cabin.

"Father, the roof is still the same as before, covered with corn grass!" Looking at the log cabin with a fresh wood smell, Yang Ziqian was so excited.It's done, I succeeded.Without waiting or relying, with the hands of my family, I really built a wooden house and came out.

"Okay, okay, Dad will build it today, and we can move back tonight!" Yang Danian was even more excited and incoherent.Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, after listening to the persuasion of the children, in desperation, I can also build a house myself.At night, Yueniang didn't have to look at her sister-in-law's face, and slept on the floor of their main room.

"Ah, you're going to move back now?" Yang Dafu was very puzzled when he saw the children hugging and preparing to walk out of his house.In the past few days, knowing that they left early and returned late, they didn't pay much attention to it. Who would have thought that now, they told themselves that they had built a small wooden house in the past few days and could live in it, so they moved out of his house.

"Well, thank you Uncle and Uncle Niang for taking care of you. I'm sorry to bother you!" Yang Ziqian smiled slightly. Without Wang Hua'er's coolness, his family probably wouldn't have finished the project so early.It's not bad to put it to death and then to be born again, and to be pushed into a hurry, but to achieve something.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Yang, you are really capable!" When Wang San passed by the wooden house, he sighed very much. These days, I have been watching them carry logs back, and the next morning, they will pile up a pile of wooden boards. At the end of the day, he tossed out a log cabin that could be lived in.

"Oh, Wang San, I'm joking." Yang Danian socialized casually, but he stepped into the wooden house, and even the ground was ordered by the fourth girl to put a layer of wooden boards. When the family walked to the door, they had to take off their shoes and enter.

"Yueniang, I want to sleep for a while!" Looking at the floor bed that Yueniang made for the fifth girl, Yang Danian found it very attractive and couldn't help but said.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep and get up for dinner!" Yueniang looked at Yang Danian's obviously thin face, sir, he is very tired these days.She also saw blood blisters all over the little hands of the three sons.

In the small wooden house, people of different sizes fell all over the floor. They all slept soundly, especially the fourth girl, who still had a smile on her face.

This hut was their original room location.A certain place outside the house is the stove room, which is empty on all sides, only a stove and the water tank are left. The fourth girl said that as long as it doesn't rain, it will be used and cooked outside.

When Yueniang looked at the people in this room, she felt sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy in her heart.

After going out, I caught more than a dozen fish in the fish tank and killed them. Tonight, I will cook a pot of fish soup for everyone to make up for the tiredness of the past few days.

When Yueniang cooked the fish soup and brought it into the cabin, everyone, headed by Yang Danian, woke up.

"Mother!" Looking at the smiling woman by the wooden door, Yang Ziqian was very happy. Mother smiled happily today.

"Yue Niang, you are satisfied with this room!" Yang Danian asked with a grin.

"Well, very good, very satisfied!" Yueniang burst into tears.

"I've figured it out now. The fourth girl is right. If you don't have money to hire someone, you can rely on yourself. When the millet is harvested, we will hurry up and build a few more houses!" said.

"Father, I want to come back to help, I won't be a cowherd boy anymore!" Yang Zilin looked at the brand new home, and he also had his share of credit inside, but he wanted to be a carpenter from now on, his sister said However, to be a good carpenter, he has a flexible mind and great potential!

"Okay, Dad will help you quit your job tomorrow, and come back to help too!" The few liters of grain that came from grazing cattle, the Shatian where the family rented has no harvest every year, and they still only think about the good of the owner, but in the end, they were sold and helped. It's really sad to watch the owner count the money!
This night, the whole family sat in the cabin because there was no table, sitting on the ground, drinking delicious fish soup, led by Yang Ziqian, thinking about the future. The two sounds of "Yah Yah" and cheerful laughter permeated the small wooden house. With the fresh wood fragrance, the family felt that the sky was sunny after the rainstorm.

The night is quiet and beautiful. Tomorrow, when the sun rises, we will start a new journey.

"Father, was this the way you used to harvest millet?" Yang Ziqian didn't want to go to the field, but seeing the whole family, even Yang Zisen didn't go to school, she was really embarrassed to be lazy, but He Miao stretched out her little arm There were long blood marks, and if she sweated a little, she would die of pain.

What made her feel the most terrible was that her father actually picked up the millet and grass together, dried it in the empty dam, and then beat it with a lid.

Oh my God, not even the most primitive way of harvesting in the modern alpine.It's all done by hand. If the millet is beaten down, it won't die, but it will have to shed a layer of skin.

"Girl, I beat you like this last year, why are you asking again?" Yang Danian looked at his daughter, it's not bad if her feet are not bound, so she can stand still and not fall when she goes to the field to help.The rich girl is pampered, and his own daughter is also dear to him, but he is so sensible, thinking that even if he can't help, as long as she wants to go to the fields to play something new, the father will accommodate her.

"Father, let's cut trees this afternoon!" Yang Ziqian thought, at least there must be a mixing bucket, no diesel threshing machine, no hand-cranked machine, with a mixing bucket, at least you can mix the grain by hand, far away It saves time and effort than picking back and playing with a cover.

"Girl, let's talk about house repairs after the millet is finished." This child is addicted to house repairs, and even such an important task as threshing millet has been put behind her.

"Father, listen to me, cut down trees this afternoon, and tonight, you borrowed Zhang's saw. Let's make a tool. Threshing millet will be much easier." Yang Ziqian tried his best to describe the appearance of the mixing bucket with words, Try to convince Yang Danian.

"How do you know?" Too many words will lead to mistakes, and what he was talking about was Yang Ziqian at this time.

(End of this chapter)