vrcanaries Chapter 403 Weeding
Chapter 403 Weeding
Everyone went to the field and washed their feet in the field. Although their feet could not be washed clean, the mud on their feet could be washed off.
Zhou Guo put his hands on his hips, looking at the field where rice seedlings had been planted. He felt extremely satisfied and was looking forward to it. When autumn comes, this place will be a golden field!
The family took their belongings and led the well-fed cow back home.
It was already past dinner time and everyone's stomachs were growling with hunger.
The rice doesn't cook that quickly.
Fortunately, Zhou Xing lit a fire in the pit as soon as he came back. When the open flame went out, a pit of red charcoal was left. He put on the barbecue grill, scooped out a few glutinous rice cakes from the wooden barrel, and put them on the kang. In just a cup of tea, the glutinous rice cakes were cooked.
He first filled the stomachs of Xu and Li Lai who stayed at home, ate one himself, and then hurried to cook.
When Zhou Guo and others came back, they saw a barbecue grill on top of the fire pit, which was empty.
Zhou Gu shouted, "I'm hungry. Let's bake some glutinous rice cakes to fill our stomachs."
I scooped out more than ten from the bucket in one go, and the grill was no longer able to hold them all.
As soon as Li came back, he went to help.
He didn't feel it when he was working in the fields, but as soon as he had some free time, Zhou Guo felt so hungry that his hands and feet became weak and his heart was anxious. They were used to eating three meals a day, and after working in the farm for a whole morning, their stomachs were already empty and kept rumbling.
The old man also stood by the fire pit. He used to drink a cup of tea every time he came back, but now he didn't want to drink tea or water. He just wanted to eat glutinous rice cakes.
The grill can only grill five fish at a time, so everyone had to share.
Zhou Guo took one, gave half to Li and ate the other half himself. He didn't like it before, but now he felt that this glutinous rice cake tasted soft, sticky and fragrant. He couldn't help but say, "It's delicious!"
The old man glanced at her and said, "If you order people around like this again next time, just tell me and I won't go."
Zhou Guo laughed and said, "Master, there is only a little left. It won't take half an hour. I thought we could come back to eat after we finish the work. Then we don't have to go out for the rest of the afternoon. It will save us a lot of trouble!"
The old man took a big bite and was about to speak when he found that the glutinous rice cake was stuck to his palate and couldn't come down no matter how hard he tried.
Seeing him frowning, glaring, and opening his mouth, Zhou Guo was curious, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
The old man shook his head and had no choice but to reach in and pick the glutinous rice cake off. He sighed and said, "Next time, even if you have to rush the work, remember to give people food. You are just a jerk!"
Zhou Guo said, "I'm not Zhou Paopi. If I were Paopi, would you still be sitting here eating glutinous rice cakes? You must be working in the fields, eating while you work, saving you the time to eat. You work until the early morning, and have to get up at dawn the next day. This is the case for thirty days a month, and three hundred and sixty-five days a year, with less than ten days of rest. The salary I give you is barely enough to feed you, and you have to continue working for me even when you are sick. That's what Zhou Paopi is!"
Zhou Gu and the others opened their mouths wide when they heard this, and said in fear: "Guo Guo, you are not Zhou Pa Pi, you are simply the King of Hell, demanding your life!"
The old man couldn't help but look her up and down, shook his head and continued eating.
Zhou Guo nodded and said, "It is the King of Hell. He is even more powerful than the King of Hell."
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The young seedlings in the field swayed gracefully in the wind.
Villagers passing by saw that these fields were actually planted with rice seedlings and laughed, "Not many people grow rice here. If we were asked to do it, we really wouldn't know how to do it."
"Let's see how the Zhou family does. If the harvest is good, we'll try planting two acres next year. Sometimes it's good to change things up."
"If you have that much time, you might as well plant some sticky rice. At the end of the year, you can make some snacks for the children. Forget about the rest. The yield is so low and it's a waste of land."
No one in the village was optimistic about the several rice fields. Anyone passing by would shake their head. The yield per acre was only a little more than one stone, and the whole family would starve.
The Zhou family didn't take the rumors in the village seriously at all. After all, Zhou Guo was in charge of everything. Even if they could only harvest a little, it was worth it. At least they got the seeds back.
At this time, the wheat seedlings in the field have grown out, and looking around, it is a sea of green.
But along with the wheat seedlings, grass also grows.
The whole village began to weed, loosening the soil as they went. People of Zhou Suli's age also squatted on the ground and pulled the grass among the wheat seedlings, which could not be reached with a hoe.
Zhou Guo held the hoe without raising his head. He was used to holding a machete, so he was not too bad with the hoe. After a few strokes he was able to use it very well. Without raising his head, he could work for half an hour at a time and did the work quickly and well.
Others couldn't help but say to Li: "How come your Guoguo is born to be a good farmer? Look at how he does the work, he's faster than me."
Anyone would be unhappy to hear that their daughter is born to work and farm. Who is born to farm? Can't they be born to enjoy life?
Li had no choice but to say, "She has been playing with knives too much. She is using the hoe like she is playing with a knife."
This job is not heavy and does not require any physical effort, but it is not light either. You have to bend over all day long, and your waist cannot bear it after a long time.
The old man didn't go to the mountains at this time. He found that although farming was tiring, he still enjoyed it. Watching the things he planted in the fields grow and become stronger little by little, and then be harvested, that kind of satisfaction was incomparable to anything else.
Therefore, he became addicted to farming and never missed any farm work at home.
Zhou Guo thought this was a good idea. Going to the mountains all day long was deserted. There were only trees and animals, and no human life at all. Staying there all day would make people sick. It would be better to go there occasionally.
Someone in the field whispered, "Why is Mr. Zhao still doing farm work? Isn't he Zhou Guo's master? He goes into the mountains to hunt so many preys from time to time. Why does Li still let him do farm work?"
It sounded like it was from Zhou Sanyuan's family.
When Zhou Cheng's mother heard this, she said, "Why can't the old man work? Not all of this land belongs to the Zhou family. The old man also has a share in it."
Yes, everyone then remembered that the old man also owned land!
It took eight and a half days to hoe all the ten acres of land.
Zhou Guo dragged the sour jujube firewood through the wheat field and piled the soil on the wheat roots.
Others really couldn't understand. Wouldn't this crush the seedlings?
He ran to ask Mrs. Li, "Your daughter Guoguo is dragging firewood around in the wheat field, and you don't do anything about it? What is she doing?"
Mrs. Li said helplessly, "She said this is called suppressing the young crops, and it's good for the growth of crops. The old man said he actually saw someone do this somewhere else. I went to see it, and it didn't have much impact. Since the old man said so, I just let her do it. You know, what she wants to do is useless even if I say something. Anyway, it won't have any impact, so let her do it."