Looking at Liuya's clear eyes that were as clear as Yequan's washes, she clearly saw the nervousness of being rejected by others, Liu Ye pursed her lips and said nothing.
"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all!" The girl also pursed her lips, rarely stubborn. And this lack of confidence, I don't know whether it is comforting oneself or persuading others.
Liu Ye didn't know what it was because of his mentality. Knowing that Liu Ya's inferiority complex was already about to move at this time, before turning around, he still spit out the words that made the girl's face suddenly pale, "What identity is Lord Wei? What is your identity, don’t you know? If Mrs. Wei liked you, he would not leave without saying goodbye. If such a big man wants to marry a wife, then the daughter of the daughter can also marry. How can he be unclean? Woman accompanied."
When she turned around, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the girl's body trembling like chaff.
Biting his lips, Willow pretended not to see it, and went back to the room.
And this night, until she fell asleep, no one sitting under the eaves of the corridor came in.
The annual busy farming has begun.
This is the most joyous day for tenant households in Chuanjiu Village in the past two years.
I used to follow another owner. The surplus grain they can leave every year is not enough to fill their stomachs. They leave a handful of rice grains to make some porridge and even feel it luxurious, and they all need to be exchanged for black. Cornmeal, so that they can barely support them for half a year.
Even so, in the one or two months before the autumn harvest each year, the food is not available, and each one is hungry and thin and weak, and only waiting for the arrival of the autumn harvest, dragging the most exhausted body of the year for a year. The heaviest livelihood in the country, earning food for the next year to make a living.
Countless tenants stayed in this way until the day they died, and they had never eaten a dry meal in their entire life.
The remaining tenants in Chuanjiu Village today are the very lucky few among the tenants.
They came to light.
Their farm next to Chuanjiu Village was replaced by a new owner, Liu Dong's.
In two years, their appearance has been very different from before.
When I looked up, I saw familiar but vibrant smiling faces. Although I was still tired from work, everyone's eyes were filled with hope for life.
In the fields of Liujia Farm, among the golden rice sea, the tenants are working in full swing.
At the same time, the excitement of Xinghua Village is not inferior.
Not only the fields are lively, but the entrances of Xinghua Village and Xiapo Village are also very lively. There are also grain merchants and food traders who lobby to sell rice and maidservants from large families.
Every year I eat closed doors and refuse to give up every year. It seems that even if I can’t buy rice, it’s a blessing to be able to come to Xinghua Village to be blessed. I squeeze my brain into the village where the village is not driven, and there is no flow on the edge of the blue river. Few strangers.
No one dared to drill on the river bank of Xinghua Village, and they could not get in. Someone guarded the entrance of the village.
Compared with Xiapo Village, there are a lot more activities, so people all stand there.
In the first two years, I saw these people clinging to each other and even ran to the edge of the field and said that the people in the village of Xiapo were still very vain.
Therefore, the villagers of Xinghua Village can often see the ruffian Erliuzi over there, holding a sickle and pole to drive people murderously.
It's not funny.
"Dunzi, don't chase it. If you have time to chase that far, it's better to cut a few more rices. Are you looking for opportunities to be lazy? Look at your mother-in-law being tired!"
"No, Dunzi doesn't look like being lazy. He wants to find someone to fight. You see, he is more vigorous when chasing people than cutting rice!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There was also laughter on the other side of the river.
The dark-faced strong man pointed his scythe in his hand and pointed horizontally, "Are you gloating one by one? Looking back, I dragged the family with one's mouth, and went to your big family one by one!"
"I don't know what your virtue is? Come on! Every family will take care of you!"
"Fuck the calf! Your rice may be delicious from ours! Go back and get two jars of wine and come to my house to eat!"
"Okay, please come home when the food is ready, why don't we go?"
The small chats of the two villages naturally fell in the ears of the outsiders around. With the help of the dialogue between the two sides, some people boldly looked towards the Liu family field.
But seeing the sturdy man walking in the field, wearing the rough cloth that farmers wore at work, from a long distance you can see the solid arm muscles under the men's rolled up sleeves.
The only pity is that you can't see your face.
Some people even counted them carefully. In the entire village's rice fields, the Liu family had the largest number of people, about a dozen, all of them young and strong. I think it should be the guard of the prince, and his work is no worse than the cropping style.
"You, be lazy! It's useless!" A small body suddenly emerged from the rice grains with high calves, a small back pocket hung around his neck, two short hands on his hips, and angrily scolded the big man.
Liu Yusheng sat in the shade of the trees on the side of the road to enjoy the coolness, and when he saw that small body emerge, the corners of his mouth twitched.
In the morning, Croton estimated that he didn't do anything, and spent all his time staring at his father.
How big is the grudge
Quietly covering his eyes and turning his face, Liu Yusheng pretended not to see.
In order not to see the end of Xiao Croton in the end, I can't bear it.
In the field, the accused of useless man stopped cutting the rice, put one hand on his knee and slowly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the back pocket in front of Xiao Douding's belly.
He took out a handful of rice, took out a small ear of rice, and threw it out one by one.
"According to the agreement, it doesn't count if you stole it secretly in the field, or if you steal it from someone else, it doesn't count. The rice ears you picked up by your true ability are not as thick as my finger." , The man raised his lips, "Who is useless?"
He tucked the ears of rice that had grown from a small handful into a small bunch of rice back into his back pocket. The man’s narrow and long eyes were cool, "It’s okay to stare at me, don’t forget to do it, and don’t show how useless you are. Go, do it. live."
"You wait!"
"Hold to drive at any time."
The little baby squinted angrily looking for the small body of the rice ears, and Feng Qingbai sneered.
Yinwei Camp ordered that a left ear of rice was not allowed in the field, so he wanted to see how the little boy picked up a cloth bag before lunch.
"Daddy, Daddy—" A soft and waxy voice rang from the rear, and Feng Qingbai immediately turned around and held the little baby who was rushing over to prevent her from rushing into her arms. He was covered with rice chips and dirty.
"Hongdou, go to my mother's place, don't run into the fields, it's time to get a tan." Looking at her daughter's red face, Feng Qingbai frowned and her daughter was tanned.
Hongdou shook her head and raised the small basket in his hand to show her father. There were two ears of rice lying pitifully in it, like a little baby's face, "Daddy, pick up the red bean, no."