How to Thrive in the ’60s

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The blue sky had just faded, and the sun hadn't come out yet. The old village chief was already holding a broken gong, wandering around the front and back of the village and knocking on it.

Yun Chang rolled over and sat up with a grunt, pushed Bai Qingyue who was sleeping beside her, and urged her to get up and get ready to go to work.

The village head came over for dinner last night, Yun Chang avoided the crowd, quietly mentioned to the village head that Bai Qingyue was going to stay in the village to do farm work, and hinted very unkindly to the village head, you can practice Bai Qingyue, don't Because of Bai Qingyue's status as the daughter of the commander of the military region, he was merciful.

Because of Yunshang's strange request, the village head dismissed the idea of ​​assigning Bai Qingyue to the educated youth team, and assigned her next to the most efficient women in the village.

Bai Qingyue didn't know that she had been tricked by Yunshang, so she quickly got up from the kang, followed Yunshang's instructions, put on solid coarse cloth clothes, changed into light cloth shoes, and hung them around her neck. A white towel, and a straw hat. Finally, after a hasty breakfast, he followed the old man out of the house in good spirits.

Qinghe Village is close to the river, and it is easy to get foggy in the late autumn morning. Just when a light red line appeared on the horizon, large groups of fog fell out of thin air, and quickly covered the originally clean and bright sky, leaving only white space between the sky and the earth. A vast expanse.

Bai Qingyue followed a few women to the cotton field, saw everyone throwing cotton bags on the cotton branches, turned around and went to the next field to pull soybeans, she couldn't help asking the women around her curiously.

"Aunt Zhang, aren't we picking cotton today? Why are we picking soybeans instead?"

"Hahaha, it seems that my daughter's words were asked by the dolls in the city."

Aunt Zhang joked with Bai Qingyue with a smile, and then explained the reason to her, "It's foggy today, and the dew on the cotton must be heavy. Pick the cotton now. The water vapor is too heavy, and it will easily cover the cotton. Standing does not charge miles."

Finally, the first-class cotton was produced, but because of carelessness in picking the cotton, the quality of the cotton was affected, and the task given by the cotton station could not be completed. Wouldn't the months of hard work of a village be in vain?

Someone nearby heard the two talking and smiled to explain Bai Qingyue's confusion, "Girl, when it comes to picking cotton, it's best to wait until the dew falls and the sun dries up the moisture on the cotton.

But harvesting soybeans is exactly the opposite of picking cotton. Soybeans have to be harvested when the dew is heavy in the early morning. If the sun is high, the soybean clips will easily burst when they are exposed to the sun, and it will be difficult to clean up the soybeans rolling all over the ground. "

The day is just right now, when it is foggy, the soybeans are harvested, and when the sun comes out, the big guys pick cotton again, and there is no delay in any work.

Bai Qingyue nodded half understanding, followed everyone else's example, tied her trouser legs into socks, went down to the ground and started pulling soybeans.

This job looks quite simple. Standing in the field ridge, bending over, grasping the bottom of a soybean stalk with both left and right hands, with a little force, the soybean stalk will be uprooted.

Seeing how easy it was for everyone to do it, Bai Qingyue followed suit. She wanted to pull up the soybean pole with one hand, but she didn't even move the wet ground.

"Girl, you have to pull it obliquely, and you need to be clever. It's too laborious to pull it straight up." Aunt Zhang turned her head and reminded Bai Qingyue with a smile.

Bai Qingyue smiled awkwardly, according to Aunt Zhang's instructions, it took a long time to pull out a soy bean after a long time of effort, even the palms were rubbed red.

A group of women watched secretly dumbfounded.

Look at the delicate skin and tender flesh of this girl, the thin leather in the palm of her hand can't stand it without doing a little work.

Fortunately, this is a baby in the city, and she needs to stay in the village for a few days. If this is a big girl in the village, even her husband's family can't talk about it.

Others started working from left to right, pulling two or three rows of soybeans at a time, but Bai Qingyue only pulled one row, and was left far behind by everyone.

Bai Qingyue also knew that she was making a joke, so she gritted her teeth, endured the tingling pain in her palms, and continued to work without saying a word.

It's hard to wait until the sun comes out,

When the fog dried up, when the women called Bai Qingyue to pick cotton, Bai Qingyue realized that there were a few big blood blisters on the palm of her hand.

"Ah! Your hands are covered with blood blisters?"

Aunt Zhang has sharp eyes, and she saw the blood blisters on Bai Qingyue's hands from a distance. She leaned over to take a look, and couldn't help baring her teeth and said, "Oh, girl, you are helping our team, and you are not Take centimeters, you can't do it so seriously. If Mrs. Yun sees your hand, she will blame Uncle Yun for not greeting you well."

The delicate and delicate city boy came to play in the village, and he had a blood blister in less than two hours of work.

When you go back, your parents must not feel distressed to death.

Aunt Zhang's voice was not low, and several women in the team heard it, and they all urged Bai Qingyue to go home and rest.

I'm not a villager, if I want to come to play in the field, I just need to help everyone. There's really no need to work hard with my head down like the villagers.

Anyway, no matter how much you do, no centimeters will be paid.

Bai Qingyue has a bit of a temper and is unwilling to admit defeat. Thinking of her purpose in coming to the village, and then being provoked by everyone's words, her stubbornness came up.

Tears were rolling in the eye circles, but he still said stubbornly, "I'm fine, this blood is soaked in the palm of my hand, don't delay picking cotton."

As soon as these words came out, the women's feelings towards Bai Qingyue were simply not too good. They felt that Bai Qingyue really deserved to be the son of the commander of the military region. Even though she was a little girl, she had a soldier's vigor in her body. .

Much better than the group of educated youths who came to the village a few days ago!

Not squeamish at least.

Aunt Zhang took out a square cloth burden, pinched two corners and tied it around Bai Qingyue's waist, then pinched the remaining two corners, folded it in half and tied it behind her waist, and the front of her body became a bag filled with cotton. Big burden.

After a few people got off the ground, Aunt Zhang slowed down to demonstrate to Bai Qingyue. She covered the split cotton boll with her five fingers, pinched the cotton, and picked it up gently, and the white and soft cotton was pulled out.

Bai Qingyue followed Aunt Zhang's example and plucked the plants one by one. After a while, her back ached, her neck hurt, and her fingers were so bloody that she couldn't take it anymore.

Picking cotton looks simple, but in practice, it is really not an easy job.

Cotton plants are about one meter high. There are about seven or eight bolls in a cotton plant. Some bolls grow on high places, and some bolls grow on the bottom. When picking cotton, everyone needs to bow their heads and stretch out their arms to pick the bottom ones. cotton.

After the cotton is opened, the cotton bolls will split into five petals and hard barbs. Fingers should go deep into the cotton petals to pick the cotton. If you grasp shallowly, the cotton will easily stay in the cotton tray. If you grasp deeply, Fingers are easily pricked by cotton petals.