A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

Chapter 41: Sky-high Price Watermelon

"Dad, is the autumn harvest going to start the day after tomorrow?"

"Well, just study hard at home. When you're done, you can teach me how to read."

"Dad, we only have three acres of land. We can go to the farm and call two people to finish the work in a few days. You don't have to work in the fields anymore."

It's the heat of autumn and it's still very hot during the day. Why should you suffer this pain by yourself? There's no one around.

"I am lying at home while your grandfather is working in the fields. I will be drowned by your spit. Well, we don't have much land, so we can't be busy for a few days." If he is asked to do the work, he must also do the work in the old house. Once he is stuck, all the work in the old house will be his responsibility.

Xiaomi also figured this out and couldn't help but sigh, what a damn filial piety!

"Dad, Mom, let's do the harvest work slowly."

"Why?" Wang didn't understand.

"Without you this year, the autumn harvest will be hard, so I will definitely ask you to help me when the work is done quickly."

Wang laughed and scolded, "You are the only one who knows how to be lazy. This is a waste of energy, just help for a few days!"

"Mom, that's not true. Second Aunt, Third Aunt, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, and Brother Fuqiang, my cousin are all not young anymore. There are so many laborers in the family. It's said that Grandpa doesn't need to work in the fields. But look at the past years. It's you, Dad, and Second Uncle who worked very hard. What about the others?"

"Fourth uncle refused to go to the fields during the autumn harvest school holidays. Second aunt and third aunt only did the easiest work. Third uncle worked for a while and then took a break. Only you and dad were exhausted every autumn harvest. And yet, you can't even get an egg."

Lin Dashan groaned, "Xiaomi is right. We don't have much land for this autumn harvest. If we can't finish harvesting the crops at the old house, it will be embarrassing if I don't go. Mom, don't go. Just stay at home and do the work. Besides, I have to deliver crystal sashimi every day. If I have to help, I can only help for half a day. It won't be tiring."

"Okay, Mom, you stay home then and don't go out."

Wang really didn't care about these things, but since her husband and children said so, she just did it.

I went to the city to check her pulse a while ago, and the doctor said that she was overworked and her body was seriously deficient, which was why it was difficult for her to get pregnant. He said that she couldn't get tired, and now she has to take medicine every day to keep healthy.

Lin Dashan had discussed the matter of autumn harvest with the village head two days ago, so he didn't need to worry about it. He would go over to take a look after he finished his own work.

In the afternoon, Wang prepared the farm tools needed for the autumn harvest and unloaded the mule cart from the shed so that she could use the mules to pull the grain.

autumn harvest.

Early in the morning, before daybreak, Wang and Lin Dashan got up, left two cakes and a bowl of egg soup for Xiaomi in the stove, and went to the field with sickles.

old house.

Song got up even earlier. She prepared breakfast for the whole family before daybreak. Poor families would not save food during the autumn harvest. How could you work if you were hungry?

Song cooked a big pot of corn paste, a circle of multi-grain pancakes, a plate of shredded radish, a plate of shredded potatoes, and a boiled egg for each person. This was what her mother-in-law had told her last night.

After breakfast, it was just dawn. The old man arranged for his two daughters-in-law to go to the fields this year, and several grandchildren to pick wheat ears in the fields. Lin Wanxiu's injuries had not healed yet, so she stayed at home to cook.

The only person in the family who doesn't have to do farm work or housework is the so-called scholar Lin Dahe.

Song's injury had not healed, but she was afraid that others would see her, so she wrapped herself up tightly. It was hot during the autumn harvest, and the rice ears were pricking people, so most women also wrapped themselves up tightly, so she was not unique.

When they reached the edge of the field, the men each took a sickle, bent over, and began to harvest rice.

The heavy ears of rice made people happy. This year was a bumper year. Grandpa Lin and Lin Dachuan were experienced workers and they harvested rice very quickly. The women packed the ears of rice into bundles and piled them at the edge of the field. They carried the rice at the edge of the field onto a cart and took it to the threshing ground for drying.

As the sun rose higher, sweat soon soaked their bodies. Song and Yang had never worked in the fields since they got married. After working for more than an hour, they felt dizzy, their hands and feet were sore, and their feet were numb.

Song felt that her wound was cracking a little, so she endured the discomfort and continued to work with gritted teeth. Yang was also sweating profusely, and she exchanged glances with Lin Dahai, indicating that she couldn't take it anymore. Lin Dahai had wanted to throw away the sickle a long time ago. Autumn harvest is really not a job for humans.

After Old Man Lin finished mowing a row of land, he found that Lin Dahai had only mowed a third of it. "Old Third, what are you doing?"

"I'm working on it, Dad!"

"You can't have lunch if you haven't finished mowing two rows of land." He knew that his son was always lazy. In the past, he could turn a blind eye when someone else helped him do the work. But now he has to do it himself, and he still dares to be lazy. What the hell is he thinking!

"Dad, there's no way I can finish mowing two ridges. One ridge is the limit."

"Then don't eat, and continue working at noon."

Lin Dahai: ...You are truly my father.

Well, seeing that her own man was not lazy, Yang resigned herself to her fate and continued to tie the rice ears, but her movements became slower and slower.

"Father, mother!"

Lin Xiaomi was carrying a basket on her back, calling for help. She had no other choice, the family had been divided, and she didn't know which acre of land her family had been allocated, so she could only call for help from the Lin family's field.

"Girl!"

Lin Dashan waved.

"Why are you here? It's so hot."

"I made some mung bean soup, you guys can have some, call mom over here, dad!"

A big pot of green bean soup and a chilled watermelon. The watermelons were sent by the village head, several large baskets. The stream water next to my house is very cold. The watermelon that has been left overnight is not much different from the one taken out of the refrigerator.

Her small body, carrying so many things, almost exhausted her to death.

"You two eat first, I'll bring a few pieces to Dad."

There are so many people in the fields, but there is nothing for them to eat. That makes sense for the old man.

Holding half a watermelon, he walked towards the edge of Lao Lin's field, "Dad, take a break and have a piece of watermelon!"

The bright red flesh and emerald green skin look very appetizing. The thirsty old man couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Watermelon, a rare thing that is hard to buy in the city. I heard that one watermelon costs one tael of silver. Only the master is willing to eat this fruit.

"Brother, you have such a good life! You are willing to eat a watermelon that costs only one tael of silver!"

Lin Dahai took the watermelon.

Oh my god, this thing costs one tael of silver?? ! !

How come he didn’t know!!!

You are eating melons, or you are eating silver!

With an awkward smile, he said, "There are some seeds on the farm, and they have sent some over. It's hot, you guys should eat some to quench your thirst. I'll go over first!"