A group of young people pretending to be young were so happy that they couldn't help themselves.

The little fat girl is so fun!

However, harvesting wheat is the highlight. Sun Simiao saw those people cutting the wheat handfuls with sickles, and tied them up with knots and tied them up with wheat straw wet in advance.

He held the wheat in the field and took it away by the people who came to pull the wheat to the threshing farm.

Of course, because it was collectively done, this work was arranged by someone.

Sun Simiao just held the straw hat and looked at the busy scene of harvesting wheat.

What is obviously different from the work in the village is that the soldiers in the military camp took action.

That is called uniformity and progressing in unison. Even if it is fast, those who are behind will try their best to catch up.

What does summer harvest represent?

At this time, Sun Simiao didn't feel as annoying as the sun above her head. This scene of constantly forcing herself to work harder for the purpose touched her.

It was also at this moment that she felt a sense of pride.

Just as the guys of Xiaomai started singing a special tune, which was a kind of local folk songs from northern Shaanxi, which were very distinctive.

The big girls and wives in this village listen to the song and cheer, and even the good voices are in line with each other.

Harvest wheat is a very lively thing.

After a busy day, everyone was so tired that except for the militia on duty on patrol, they all fell asleep.

After just one week of harvesting, all the wheat entered the threshing farms of various production brigades.

The next thing is the more tedious thing.

Sun Simiao had never experienced such a thing and was about to collapse.

"Grandma, can I not go?"

Lying on the kang, I really don’t want to roll in the pile of wheat, that wheat man is dead!

Ma Dalan poured hot water into the clay pot. It was made of mung beans provided by Mr. He. This mung bean soup can relieve heat compared to those fruits and melons.

He patted his granddaughter's head and smiled:

"Get up quickly, it's like something. I'll send this to your grandpa later and let you take you on a tractor!"

What about coaxing children?

snort!

She doesn't care!

Are tractors rare?

She could drive a Hummer in her previous life!

All the planes have been driven!

It's really not rare for tractors.

But I can't help but say grandma.

"Grandma, I really don't want to go. Look at my neck is full of rashes!"

Sun Simiao was really scared, and she didn't know how she endured herself in her previous life and how she lived in South Africa.

I can't stand the sun in this life. After a long period of time, a small bump will appear on my neck, which is particularly itchy.

Ma Dalan also felt sorry for her granddaughter, but no one at home watched her and was busy outside. She was worried about leaving her granddaughter at home.

"Be good, be obedient. After harvesting the wheat, let's make dumplings and eat them!"

Let's do this!

Touching his stomach that was not oily recently, Sun Simiao was shamelessly wrapped around her neck with a small towel in the lure of dumplings, and reluctantly got up from the kang.

"Really? Grandma, don't lie to me!"

Ma Dalan never speaks big, so she must eat this dumpling.

Also called eating new food!

Every year when new grain comes, every household will make dumplings or eat white flour buns, which is famous for eating this once a year.

I went to the wheat field with the clay pot and saw the people in the field opening the wheat and throwing it in, and then the tractor pulled the roller and rolled it on it.

This is to thresh wheat.

It is different from the threshing of rice in the south, and wheat is not afraid of pressure.

So I kept rolling on it with a grooved roller, then flipped the wheat straw on it with a wooden fork, and took off the wheat grains over and over again.

The big guys were working very hard, and the children were driving away the falling sparrows and various birds around the store with branches.

This is when they can have a full meal in the year, how can they not be sure?

"Brother, let's have a roasted sparrow today!"

Sun Simiao could finally see the meat foam, how could she let it go?

The adults didn't stop, and watched the children shoot at the sparrows with their slingshots and net bags in their hands.

When He Yiting saw Sun Simiao appear, he paid attention to her.

Recently, Sun Simiao seems to have lost her vitality, but today she seems to have come back to life.

This kind of Sun Simiao makes people feel vivid, not the previous dissonance.

"Give me!"

He Yiting saw the stone in Sun Simiao's hand, and then looked at the slingshot in Sun Sirei's hand.

who is he?

Even without a slingshot, it's OK.

The stones in my hand were constantly throwing out, and then sparrows kept falling.

In the end, even the adults temporarily stopped their work and watched the fun. This scene was not easy.

Mr. He nodded with relief. This grandson indeed has his own inheritance, the sharpshooter.

Sun Sirui is a little brat, and he is the least convinced that someone is better than him.

He shouted at his little brothers:

"Look for me to stones, I won't believe it today!"

What do you don't believe in?

Of course I don't believe that I can't compare to a boy without a slingshot.

Even that kid is the older girl likes it.

Who knows how Sun Sirui can see that Sun Simiao likes He Yiting.

Are those who are good-looking all the big girls’ goals?

There was no way, and the other brothers helped Sun Sirui. Sun Simiao found that He Yiting was his benefactor in his previous life, so he found him.

Then I saw sparrows and stones flying together on the wheat field.

Don’t say whether the sparrows are stupid?

How could he take the initiative to die?

But there is a saying:

Birds die for food!

So when they can fill their stomachs, they don’t seem to value life that much.

Besides, the black sparrows make people's scalp numb.

Don't compare sparrows from later generations with sparrows from this time.

At this time, the sparrows are so powerful and greedy!

"A bunch of little bastards, stop me!"

Sun Dahai, who rushed over, happened to see this scene, and his face was so angry that he was dark!

When the children heard Sun Dahai's voice, they all ran away with a scream!

Even the sparrows on the ground were not in a hurry to grab them, as theirs was indispensable anyway.

It turns out that the wheat on the wheat field must be collected after being beaten and sent to the grain station to deliver public grain immediately. These small stones will affect the judgment of the grain sampling inspector.

The problem here is big. If it is not good, the public food cannot be paid, which is related to the food that is the mouth.

Sun Simiao pulled He Yiting away and stopped under a big tree.

"Are you stupid? Are you scolded while standing stupid?"

Sun Simiao has never seen such a fearless master.

He Yiting said when he saw the fat claws on his wrist:

"idiot!"

Sun Simiao stopped breathing and stopped talking, just looked at He Yiting.

Then he suddenly laughed.

A pair of dimples appeared on their fat faces, looking so beautiful.

"He Yiting, this is great!"

Idiots aren't they?

He Yiting believed that Sun Simiao's brain circuit might be really problematic, otherwise he would not have said this.
Chapter completed!