Chapter 2152
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Zhu Erhu asked in confusion, "Mother, Doctor Sun said that Big Brother is fine and just needs to rest at home. Why are you still frowning? What are you worried about?"
Mrs. Zhu scowled and glared at Zhu Erhu, "You brat, it's easy for you to say. Didn't you hear what Doctor Sun said? Doctor Sun said that your big brother should rest at home for the next few days.
The rice in our family's field hasn't been harvested yet. Your big brother is resting in bed now, so who will help harvest the rice? We can't waste several mu of rice, right? Our family will rely on these rice as rations for the next year. Otherwise, what will the family eat and drink? "
Zhu Erhu listened to Mrs. Zhu's words and thought that it was true.
Now that they had separated, Zhu Daniu was the only labor force for the first branch and the third branch.
Zhu Daniu was lying on the bed. They can't count on Old Madam Zhu to do the work in the fields, nor can they count on Madam Qi.
There was another man, Zhu Sanlu.
Unfortunately, Zhu Sanlu had been spoiled since he was a child. He had never done any work in the field, so his skin was soft and tender. It was impossible for him to work in the field and harvest the rice now.
The rice in the Family Zhu's several mu of fields must be harvested. They couldn't waste it.
Mrs. Zhu cried for a while. Suddenly, she thought of something and looked at Zhu Erhu. She said to Zhu Erhu, "Erhu, you heard what Doctor Sun said. Your big brother has to rest well now. He can't work in the field easily. It's not easy to grow grain in our family's several mu of fields. Why don't you help us harvest it?
Anyway, it's not too late to wait for your family's several mu of fields to be harvested. "
Zhu Erhu listened to Mrs. Zhu's words and felt a little embarrassed.
If it was in the past, it would be fine if he helped. Harvesting the rice would at most be a little difficult. After all, they were a family. He couldn't just watch the grain in the several mu of fields go to waste.
But these two days, he felt that it was already very difficult to harvest the rice in his family's fields, let alone helping the first branch harvest it.
His waist was very painful. After harvesting for a while, he had to rest for a long time. Otherwise, the pain would be unbearable.
Before Zhu Erhu could answer, Mu Lan jumped out and refused very directly, "Mother, it's a hot day. Big Brother has a heatstroke. Erhu may also have a heatstroke! It's already very difficult for him to harvest our family's several mu of fields. If you ask him to help you harvest the rice now, aren't you afraid that he'll be exhausted?
Besides, his back hasn't been feeling well these few days. By the time he's done helping you guys harvest, I reckon his back will be crippled. Mother, you, Erhu's father's son's, right? You can't just wait for him to be bedridden like Big Brother, so you won't order him around! "
Old Madam Zhu looked at Mulan angrily. "If you don't want to help, then don't. Why are you still making so many excuses?"
Mu Lan sneered, "Mother, I'm not pulling you. Look at Erhu's back and you'll know."
Only then did Mother Zhu notice that Zhu Erhu had been stooping when he walked. Presumably, there was something wrong with his back.
Only then did she bitterly stop arguing.
However, when she thought that it was troublesome that there was no one to harvest the rice in the several mu of fields, she muttered, "Then what do you think we should do? Your big brother is dying. If I don't count on Erhu son, who else can I count on? "
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