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Chapter 76: Chapter 76

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    "It's not because you're uncomfortable or you're going to lose your temper. I'll give you a good tonic. Goat's milk is the most nourishing. You should eat it quickly. Sanya will give you one too. I took eight. You have one for each of you, and the rest  You have eaten all the three big girls below."

    "Leave one for the stone, and take the rest back."

    "No, you can eat quickly. If you lose your temper, you have to spend money to see a doctor. It's not worth it. San Niang, I brought the rabbit here, and I will save it for you."

    "No, you take it back."

    "I'll give it to you if I say it. Why are you refusing? This doesn't look like my neat third lady." Zhang Hongmei walked away with the cage on her arm.

    After dinner, I decided to take the sheep out for release in the afternoon.

    ?Leading the old sheep, followed by five others, they walked mightily into the mountains.

    "Sister Hongmei, are you going to herd the sheep? The grass over there is pretty good."

    Zhang Hongmei ran into a fool on the road.

    "Brother Erfool, what have you been doing?"

    "I also want to meet a wild boar or something."

    "Did you run into it?"

    "Hey, what if I run into something like this? These few sheep of yours are doing well, can you sell them?"

    "Can it be sold? I still want to keep the sheep."

    "You won't sell the ram? You have three rams here, keep one and you will win."

    "But I can't bear it, I still want to kill meat for Chinese New Year, and then I have to help me kill it."

    "That's great, then there will be meat again. But it's time for your ewes to breed, do you know where to go?"

    "I don't know, I still want to ask my third mother."

    "I'm fine tomorrow, I'll take it."

    "That's a big thank you, Brother Erfool."

    "What's the matter? It's time to weed and collect the seedlings in a few days, so hurry up while you have time. Go and herd the sheep, I'm going back."

    Another thing was solved, and I was really embarrassed to ask, and I was even more embarrassed to help their mediators. Fortunately, the second fool was enthusiastic.

    After driving the sheep to a place with plenty of grass, Zhang Hongmei sat on the ground, watching them grazing, but her thoughts drifted away, and she didn't know what she was thinking, anyway, she was wandering.

    Waited until it was almost dark before driving the sheep home.

    It is quite good to herd sheep, and I will go tomorrow.

    Looking at his yard, he squinted his eyes contentedly, and had to pick water and water vegetables, so he couldn't be lazy.

    Another job is missing, no need to feed the sheep.

    The second fool came over the next morning.  Leading the three ewes and leaving, Zhang Hongmei stuffed Er Lengzi with three steamed buns and five yuan.  If people work hard for themselves, they can't go hungry.

    Because of Zhang Hongmei's diligent watering, the vegetables in her yard are growing very well.  Satisfied, he glanced again, and then drove the remaining three sheep to the mountain.

    When I came back at noon, I steamed the steamed buns. Today, I have to send the sheep, and I can¡¯t eat well every day, so what do others think?  But I didn't want to wrong myself too much, so I used the cornmeal in my own space.

    It was almost twelve o'clock and the fool came back, led the sheep into the yard and drove them into the sheepfold.

    "Brother Erfool, I steamed the steamed corn bread and mixed wild vegetables, you can eat some with it."

    "In the middle, I have nothing to eat when I go home. Here, here is five yuan. You will not be charged until the mating is successful."

    "That's fine, I will send money to others later."

    In the afternoon, I drove the six sheep to herd. Zhang Hongmei enjoyed being a sheep herding officer, and she was a little bit reluctant to leave, and she didn't even bother to go up the mountain.

    When I came back at night, I saw Liu Erya waiting in front of my house.

    "Sister Er Ya, how long have you been here?"

    "It's been a while, isn't it beautiful for you to herd the sheep?"

    "That's right, I'm too lazy to do anything else."

    "It's too lazy to do it. Tomorrow the whole village will dispatch weeds."

    "Oh, I forgot, so are you going to school tomorrow?"

    "I won't go, earn centimeters at home. You haven't eaten yet, let's talk tomorrow, I'll go back first."

    "Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

    For Zhang Hongmei, a life of misery is about to begin.

    Early the next morning.  Zhang Hongmei added bean stalks to the sheep, and Liu Erya also arrived, holding a small hoe in her hand.

    "Hongmei, you also have to bring a small hoe, we can only use a small hoe."

    "Understood, I'll look for it in a while. I just finished watering and haven't eaten yet. Sister Erya, would you like some?"

    "I've eaten it, so don't?Too much, it is uncomfortable to squat down and weed for a while.  "

    "Okay, I'm done eating, let's go, or it will be late."

    For ten days, the entire village was weeding. The crops did not grow well, and even the weeds could not take root. Weeding was quite labor-saving.

    The second fool came to Zhang Hongmei and said that he often went to the trap to watch, but he really didn't get much. He kept saying that Zhang Hongmei and Erya were lucky.  Why can't he touch it?

    The grass in the sorghum field is all removed by women, mainly because they are afraid that the hoe will damage the seedlings if they are not used properly.

    Zhang Hongmei didn't know either, but after weeding Zhang Hongmei went to the sweet potato field.  It's not to see the traps, but to see how the sweet potatoes are growing.

    The wheat is about to be harvested, but everyone is very depressed.  There was no rain at all when the wheat ears were headed, and there was still no rain when it was time to fill the grains, so the wheat grains were all shriveled, and it was estimated that they would not be able to harvest much grain, and it would be difficult to even pay the public grain.

    The sweet potatoes are growing well, at least better than those in the village.  The trap really didn't move, but this was just right, saving food from being wasted.

    Zhang Hongmei went home and went to Liu Maocai's house with a sickle. Her sickle was too blunt, so she asked Liu Maocai to help sharpen it.

    In fact, Zhang Hongmei knows how to use a sickle. She has used it before and helped her mother mow the grass.

    Harvesting wheat is tiring and hot.  It would be fine if there was a harvest, but although it cannot be said that there is no harvest, it is almost the same.

    Slices of wheat are cut down, and the people behind are tied into bundles, and some people come and pick them to go to the threshing field. The older people are drying the wheat threshing field, and the younger ones are picking wheat ears.  Anyway, no one is idle.

    Now everyone has accepted the reality of drought and there will be no rain, so this year is the slowest year for wheat harvest.  Everyone is not so tired anymore and can rest and work.

    Zhang Hongmei was in charge of cutting the wheat. She was too tired to bend over all the time, and her clothes were soaked in sweat, making her very uncomfortable.  But she thought it was better than sheaves of wheat.  Erya and the others switched, so it was easier than others.

    At noon, they ate in the field, which they brought over by themselves in the morning. Most of the people lay directly on the wheat, but Zhang Hongmei couldn't stand it, and finally had to sit on the ground to rest aggrieved.

    I didn't dare to bring water from the spiritual spring, for fear that others would ask me for water, so I really felt wronged.  After resting for an hour, I started to cut the wheat again.

    The older man sighed while drying the wheat. There are not many grains of this wheat, so how can he live.

    But no matter how uncomfortable it is, it's already like this. I guess I won't even be able to keep the wheat seeds this year. It's too shriveled, and whether it can germinate is a problem.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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