Quick Wear: This is my wife

Chapter 308: Educated Youth vs. Village Grass 39

After the three of them met, they began to work in tacit understanding. Qin Zhan knew that there were only two people in his family, him and Song Zibai, and if they ordered too much pork, they would not be able to finish it all and it would easily be wasted.

So he first filled the several backpacks brought by Liu Sheng and Liu Li with pork, and then filled a backpack for himself.

The wild boar weighing over 300 kilograms was divided among the three of them, with each person getting about 100 kilograms.

At first, Liu Sheng refused to agree with this distribution method. He felt that the wild boar was killed by Qin Zhan, so Qin Zhan should get a larger share.

Qin Zhan smiled and advised him, "Shengzi, don't argue. Our three families don't have many people. We can't eat too much. It's so hot, and the meat will go bad and it will be a waste."

After hearing Qin Zhan's words, Liu Sheng reluctantly agreed.

By the time the three of them returned home, each carrying a heavy basket, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

The three families hurriedly began to process the pork, cleaning and marinating it, and they were busy until very late before going to bed.

At four o'clock in the morning, the bell for the autumn harvest suddenly rang. The crisp and rapid bell broke the tranquility of the night and announced the beginning of this year's autumn harvest battle.

Everyone in the village quickly gathered in the square, each holding a variety of farm tools, with serious faces ready to join the battle.

During the autumn harvest, the whole family would join in the harvest, even the children. They would follow the adults, staring at the ground with shining eyes, busy picking up fallen corn and wheat ears.

Everyone was exhausted after the day, especially the first educated youth who had arrived at the Youth House. After finishing their first day's work, they were all as exhausted as eggplants hit by frost.

Take Liu Na for example, she was so tired that she could hardly straighten her back, and every step she took seemed to use up all her strength.

At this time, the jealousy and resentment in her heart became even stronger.

She watched Song Zibai leisurely picking up corn and wheat ears, while she was exhausted here, and couldn't help but wonder: If I were Qin Zhan's partner, wouldn't I have to work so hard? With this resentment and resentment, she slowly fell asleep exhausted.

Meanwhile, Song Zibai's situation wasn't much better. He wasn't in good health to begin with, and being exposed to the scorching sun all day, constantly bending over to pick up things, was truly torturous for him.

Now he was completely exhausted, lying lazily on the bed, not wanting to move even a finger.

"Zibai, eat something. I'll boil some water for you so you can take a bath. I'll give you a massage later." Qin Zhan felt so heartbroken when he saw Song Zibai's half-dead appearance.

His eyes were full of concern and tenderness, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

"Brother Qin, I don't want to move. I'm too tired." Song Zibai replied weakly, his voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

Over the past month, under Qin Zhan's care, he hasn't done much heavy work. Now he suddenly has to do so much, and his body can't take it and he hasn't adapted to it yet.

Qin Zhan's heart softened when he heard Song Zibai's coquettish words.

"Then I'll bring the food in. You can eat something." After Qin Zhan said that, he turned around and went to the kitchen to bring in the food.

After Song Zibai had his meal and taken a bath, Qin Zhan asked him to lie on the kang and gave him a careful massage.

Qin Zhan's technique was very skillful, with just the right amount of strength. After a while, Song Zibai began to snore softly.

You can imagine how tired he must have been that day, and now he is immersed in this rare comfort and relaxation.

In the next ten days, the whole village was like a fully wound machine, busy day and night.

From the early morning light to the starry night, the villagers are busy harvesting crops in the fields.

Everyone was sweating, with only one goal in mind, which was to store all the grains of food.

Finally, after half a month of hard work, all the grain in Dayangshu Village had been harvested.

That evening, the team leader stood on a high platform at the entrance to the village and spoke excitedly, "We've finished the last batch of grain. Thank you all for your hard work! We'll start loading the trucks at 10 o'clock tonight. We'll get up early tomorrow to deliver the grain to the town. This year, our village must win the title of advanced village. Do you have confidence?"

His voice echoed over the village, full of expectation.

"Yes, we will definitely be the advanced brigade this year." The villagers responded in unison, and the sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the village.

After dinner, young and middle-aged people from every household came out and walked towards the place where the grain was piled.

Everyone worked together to move bags of grain onto the cart. No one complained of being tired, and everyone's face was filled with joy for the harvest and longing for the future.

We worked until two o'clock in the morning and finally all the food was loaded.

At this time, the night was as dark as ink, but everyone did not feel tired at all. They began to push the carts and headed towards the town.

"Zibai, you go back and rest first. You see, the circles under your eyes are dark. You've been too tired these days. I'll just go with you to town and bring you some delicious food later." Qin Zhan said with concern as he looked at the exhausted Song Zibai beside him.