"Mom, how can you say that? Look at which public servant is willing to work in the field. Liu Chuanji is just a village cadre, but he is still in pain from working every day. " Duan Mei couldn't help but laugh at the side. Her mother-in-law could mock her son like this, but she couldn't complain like this.
She knew that the in-laws only left some dry land for the vegetable garden. The land, the house, and the front and back of the house all belonged to her and Li Long.
Even the wheat harvest in the field in front of them belonged to them. At most, they would give a little more rations to her in-laws, but her uncle wouldn't touch a single cent.
This uncle was helping them to work, so of course, she had to know what was good for him.
Moreover, she knew that without her uncle's care, they wouldn't be able to get to where they were today. Not to mention the millions of yuan in savings, they had a house in the county and a big truck at home. From south to north, from east to west, their family was definitely the only one.
Now, no matter where she went, everyone was polite to her, Duan Mei, but no one dared to roll their eyes at her.
Even her two brothers from her maternal family benefited from her. She lent them money to open a shop in the county and started a business. She had also made a great contribution to her Duan Family. When she returned to her maternal family, her back was straight.
She had a goal, and the days were getting better and better, so she was full of strength.
Of course, if there was any dissatisfaction, it would be that this mother-in-law was a bit biased. She was afraid that the eldest daughter-in-law would be tired, but she was also afraid that the youngest daughter-in-law wouldn't be tired enough. Fortunately, when she thought that her mother-in-law still had hundreds of thousands of yuan in savings, the eldest daughter-in-law had already made it clear that she would give up the future inheritance rights. Wouldn't these still belong to them?
With her current financial situation, she didn't have to calculate and scheme for her mother-in-law's property. If she thought about these all day long, what was the difference between her and a chicken that lowered its head to pick up food? But when she thought that these would all belong to her in the future, her heart would be slightly balanced.
The wheat was harvested from the field. The tractor couldn't drive into the field, so it needed to be carried home with a shoulder pole. The bundles were stacked in the wheat field like a small mountain.
It was probably because of the training he had received in the Northeast. Li He had been carrying wheat for a whole day, and he was able to persevere. Even though his waist and legs were still sore, he was still able to endure it.
In terms of efficiency, he was much worse than Li Long. Li Long had run five times, but he had not even finished running two times.
By nightfall, before the sun had even set, he really could not take it anymore. He had just shouldered the load and had not even crossed two ridges when he wanted to rest. He put down the pole and used his clothes to wipe the sweat off his face. He sat on the ridge of the field and lit a cigarette, puffing out smoke rings as he spaced out.
Work for a while and rest for a while. This was his usual routine.
He Zhaodi came over with a fork and asked, "Are you okay?"
Li He was stunned. "How can a man say no? Don't talk nonsense."
"Haha," He Zhaodi laughed out loud, put the fork on her shoulder on the ground, and picked up Li He's load.
"Don't, don't." Li He hurriedly stood up and snatched it away. If He Zhaodi really helped him carry the load, he would be drowned by the spittle of the people of Li Village. "Are you done?"
He Zhaodi said, "No, my land is no less than yours."
"Then go do your work." Li He gritted his teeth and picked up the load again.
"Then slow down. There are many gaps in the ridge," He Zhaodi did not forget to remind him from behind.
"Got it." The bamboo pole swayed on his shoulder, and Li He could not even speak properly.
When he got home, he found Liu Four and Liu Dazhuang helping to lay out the field.
They shook out the wheat, and the ears of wheat faced the ears of wheat, and the stalks of wheat faced the stalks. They laid out row by row until the entire field was covered. The wheat shone with a golden light under the setting sun, and the clear sound of the wheat bouncing off the stalks could be heard.
Liu Four helped take over Li He's load and said with a smile, "You rest, I'll go pick it for you."
His wife and children didn't have any land, so his family only had land for him and his mother. Including the land that they had reclaimed, there weren't more than three people in total. For a rough man like him, it didn't take much effort to clean up the place.
Seeing other people continue to carry grain into their homes, he could only be envious.
"That's fine." Li He was looking for an excuse to rest, but he did not rest.
He fixed the stone chisel with a wooden frame with an axle, and used a long hemp rope to tie it to the back of the tractor. This way, the tractor could pull the stone chisel round and round on the wheat field, and then it could be threshed.
It was more convenient to have a tractor for threshing, but people who did not have a tractor had to rely on manpower or animals to pull the stone chisel round and round on the wheat field.
There were always neighbors who borrowed the tractor at home, and Wang Yulan would lend it out without hesitation. How much fuel the tractor had when it was driven away, it would be refilled when it was returned. Those who knew how to behave would drive away with half a tank of fuel, and when it was returned, it would be refilled with a little more diesel. There were also those who were dishonest, driving away with a full tank of fuel, and when it was returned, the tank would be very clean.
For these people who liked to take advantage of others, Li Zhaokun could not tolerate it. If they wanted to borrow it a second time, there was no way.
After the stone chisel was tied up, Li Zhaokun skillfully started the tractor, and the work of threshing the wheat was left to him. He had already mastered the knack of threshing the wheat, and this was a unique skill that he was proud of. Many people who drove a tractor to threshing the wheat still needed to use their hands to change the direction, but only he did not need to.
He only needed to sit on the railing and use one foot to support the handlebars. He did not even need to use his hands to steadily move the tractor around the wheat field.
If Li Zhaokun wanted to take the initiative to do the work, then Li He had no reason to fight with him.
He sat down on the ground and just waited for the meal.
When the sky turned dark, Li Mei's family drove the tractor over. Knowing that her maternal family was going to harvest the wheat field today, she collected the grain from the wheat field at home and came to help. Her family only had enough land for three people, and it mainly belonged to her in-laws and Yang Xuewen. As for her and her children, they did not get any land.
Li He had once proposed to his mother to give her the land that originally belonged to his eldest sister, but Wang Yulan strongly opposed it. Her reasoning was very simple. Once a person got married, how could they take the land with them?
There was no such rule in or out of the village. Even if she agreed, Duan Mei would not agree.
Yang Huai threw himself into Li He's arms and stuffed a few apricots into his hands.
Li He casually wiped them and took a bite. His teeth were so sour that they almost fell down. He grinned and said, "You eat it yourself, eat it yourself."
"It's sweet." Yang Huai ate crispy, not caring at all.
Li Mei pulled Yang Huai away and said, "Go watch TV with your sister. Don't pester your uncle."
Yang Huai very obediently pulled Li Ke along to watch TV.
Li Pei was also watching TV. Li He pulled him over and asked, "Have you finished your homework?"
Li Pei took out his homework very consciously this time. "I'm done."
"That's the right thing to do. I'll look at it after you finish your homework." Li He realized that the child was still very obedient. He could immediately correct himself when asked to. For example, after this stage of training, his handwriting was much more serious than before.
The thought of sending the child out to study once again arose in his mind, but he was afraid that Duan Mei and his eldest sister would not agree.
After dinner at eight o 'clock, the whole family began to clean up. The main thing was to pile up the wheat stalks and then clean up the wheat kernels.
There were more people working, so the speed was very fast.
Yang Xuewen held a wooden shovel and raised the wheat high up in a beautiful and far-reaching arc. Then he said, "This wind is not bad."
Raising the field required the use of the wind to blow away the coarse grains, wheat husks, and straw. Raising wheat was a difficult technique to master. A real farmer had to master it. The separation of the wheat kernels from the debris had to be done many times.
Li Long held a large broom and gently swept it over the wheat kernels that had been raised. He collected the residue that was slightly heavier and was not easy to separate from the wheat kernels. Just like that, one raised and the other swept. They were both good at it. In a short while, the wheat kernels piled up into a small hill in the field.
Li He took a woven bag and put the wheat into it. His nose was covered in dust.
Li Mei said, "You take the wooden shovel. I'll do a bag. The dust is too big. You can't stand it."
"No need, no need. You do the shovel." Li He naturally refused.
Although Liu Four and the others had already left, there were still many people in the house. In a short while, more than forty bags of wheat had been carried into the house. Even the house that Li He slept in was filled with grain. There was only space for his feet to go to bed.
After cleaning up the wheat field, Li Mei and her husband ignored the advice and took the child home.
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