Farmer's Struggle

Chapter 64
Zhang Yongmei's confinement was not done well, and she suffered from back pain and joint pain when she was wet and cold.

It's the cool autumn season, and I can carry it through wearing thicker clothes, but it's not easy to work if I wear too thick clothes. Zhang Yongmei caught cold in order to snatch her body regardless of her size. Her back hurts and she can't straighten up. Kneeling on the ground is more comfortable.

Ju Ling turned her back to wipe away her tears, and after adjusting her mood, she walked to Zhang Yongmei's side to help her plant corn together.

It is easy to unscrew the corn cobs and tassels from the corn stalks, but it is very uncomfortable to unscrew them for several hours.

Putting on the gloves was slow, and Ju Ling didn't wear them, and after a while, several cuts were drawn on his hands, which were burning and painful.

After working until dark, Ju Wenqi and his daughter could still sit down and have a rest when they got home, but Zhang Yongmei couldn't. She still had to cook.

Long before the autumn harvest, Zhang Yongmei borrowed a neighbor’s griddle to bake hundreds of pancakes. It’s not a hassle to cook now. Just stir-fry any dish, pick up some pickles, and dust a few pancakes. pause.

Ju Ling also felt sorry for the crazy grandma.There was no one at home, and Ju Wenqi was afraid that she would hurt others and himself by running around, so he had no choice but to lock her at home.

She was so confused that Lazar didn't care about it, and she got it in her pants directly.Someone at home can clean her up and change her clothes in time, but when there is no one at home, she can only stick to each other like this, and when they come back, she will smile silly at them and not even say a word about her discomfort.

Sitting in the yard with the lights on, he picked up all the corn that had been brought back during the day and piled it up. It was past midnight, and Ju Wenqi went to sleep on the kang without washing his big muddy feet.

Seeing that Zhang Yongmei was cleaning up the front and back of the house, Ju Ling also wanted to help, but Zhang Yongmei refused.

"You just came back in the morning and didn't take a break, go to bed quickly. You don't need to go to the land tomorrow, just stay at home and take care of your grandma," Zhang Yongmei assigned.

Seeing that she scooped up half a basin of water from the cauldron, Ju Ling asked in puzzlement, "Mom, what are you going to do if you don't sleep at this point?"

"Clothes dry slowly in cold weather. Your grandma's clothes need to be washed every day. You can wash them in a few minutes. Don't worry about me and go to bed," Zhang Yongmei urged.

Ju Ling got under the covers but couldn't fall asleep, she kept her eyes open and waited until Zhang Yongmei finished her busy work and went to bed to sleep. Ju Ling felt at ease. She took out her mobile phone and saw that it was already past one in the morning, and Zhang Yongmei didn't sleep much at all.

To be more precise, Zhang Yongmei only slept for less than three hours.

After four o'clock to work on the ground, she has to get up early to cook, and clean up inside and out.

When Ju Wenqi and Ju Ling got up, the food was already on the table, and Ju Ling had to go to work with her life and death. Ju Wenqi and his wife couldn't stop them at all, they could only let her go.

With her help, the crops were indeed harvested faster, and all the corn at home had been collected by the halfway point of the holiday.Ju Ling cut soybeans for another two days, and the large area of ​​land at home was almost finished, and there was only a few bits and pieces left, so she was not in a hurry.

The next step is to harvest the autumn for Zhang Yongli. Her family has little land, and it will take three days to finish harvesting after busy work.

Ju Ling was exhausted from a long holiday, and she had been working all day without rest. Zhang Yongmei didn't let her do any work the night before returning to school, but let her stay well.

"We have been exhausted these few days. I have lost a lot of weight, and I haven't cooked you a delicious meal. You can take the leftover mooncakes from the Mid-Autumn Festival. I will go to San Fatty's Tun Lao Zhang. The ones baked at home are more delicious than the ones sold outside, and your second sister used to love to eat mooncakes baked by his family.” Zhang Yongmei carefully packed more than a dozen mooncakes in plastic bags while chattering.

Ju Ling agreed with her mouth, but she was thinking of other things in her heart.

I haven't seen Zhou Yan in the past few days because I have been busy with work, and I don't know how he is doing now.

Zhou Yan had a tacit understanding with her, and just as she was thinking about it, Zhou Yan came to her.

He stood awkwardly at the door, lowered his head and said hello to Zhang Yongmei in embarrassment, but Zhang Yongmei refused to let him in.

There was no other way but Ju Ling went out to talk to him.

"Why don't you go in, it's quite cold outside," Ju Ling asked while sitting on the edge of the balcony, looking up at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan sat down beside her, shrank his neck, lowered his head and said sullenly: "My father stole things from your house, I feel embarrassed."

"It's he who did the wrong thing and not you, you don't have to do this," Ju Ling persuaded: "My parents also know that this is an adult's business and has nothing to do with our children. In the future, you can come to my house just like before."

"It's not about the children. As long as I'm Wednesday's son, it doesn't matter whether he kills and sets fire or sacrifices his life to save others. It's all about me. I haven't stopped at school since he was arrested. No one plays with me. No one even talked to me, and I had to go to and from school alone," Zhou Yan said humiliated and aggrieved.

For a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, being isolated is a terrible thing.

Ju Ling really didn't expect Zhou Yan's situation to be so bad, she asked in bewilderment: "Where is Zhou Fang, won't she go with you?"

After all, they are also cousins, so Zhou Yan shouldn't be able to be ignored by others.

Zhou Yan sneered coldly and said: "She is afraid that people will scold me and tease me with others because we are relatives and ignore her. She is the most troublesome person in school. Six out of ten things against me It was she who started it."

Zhou Fang's thinking is also very simple, she can't change other people's thinking, so she just joins other people's camp and targets Zhou Yan together with those people, at least she won't be isolated and have no friends.

Ju Ling was especially sad for her good friend, and comforted dryly: "Don't be sad, no one will mention it after a long time."

Zhou Yan's expression became even uglier. He smiled bitterly and said to Ju Ling: "When this matter subsides, they don't know what troubles they caused outside, and then others will have new reasons to trouble me. In short, there is no end to it. Nope. It’s been like this for so many years.”

Ju Ling really didn't know how to persuade him, so he just quietly accompanied Zhou Yan without saying a word.

After sitting for a while, Zhou Yan said again: "Actually, I came here to ask if I can write to you normally, and if so, give me your mailing address."

of course can.Ju Ling went into the room to find a piece of paper and wrote down his delivery address to Zhou Yan, and Zhou Yan left without waiting.

After he left, Zhang Yongmei said with emotion: "What a wonderful child, it's a pity to have such parents, what a pity."

It's a pity that there is no way to do it, they are just outsiders, and they can't do anything except express a few words when chatting.

Speaking of other people's affairs, Zhang Yongmei thought of something again.

"You don't know yet, the first few days your elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law started to fuck, and the blood is quite scary," Zhang Yongmei said with a bit of fear, holding her nose.

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