"Oh, that's good, I will go to the compound to pull the horse when you run out. I will drive the horse in this life, and it will make people jealous when I say it later."
"Come on, I'm afraid you can't bear it if you bring it back, and you have to go and mow the grass yourself, worrying about leaving it hungry!"
The whole field was full of laughter.
The daughters of the Liu family didn't have to work in the field. Several people stood on the ridge beside the road, loosened the piled straws and set them alight.
Suddenly there was a black smoke scented with straw on the side of the road.
Kang Ziyu and Li Junyue came here last, and their eyes widened when they saw this scene, "How can I burn things here? Isn't the fire dangerous?"
It smells bad, especially choking.
Liu Yusheng stood in front of them, and turned around when he heard the words, "This is burning straw ash. When the field is plowed, the straw ash will be scattered so that it can fatten the field."
Seeing Kang Ziyu's frowning look of Lao Gao, she smiled and turned her head.
"Wow, I like to smell this smoke the most. It's comfortable." Qian Wanjin took a deep breath and ran after the blue smoke floating out of the haystack.
Those who are not used to smell will feel choking, and those who are used to smell will feel a scent.
Liu Yusheng also likes to smell that kind of smell, she likes the smell of burning straw, and the smell of burning wood.
That's only in the country.
It's the taste of hometown, it's the taste of home.
No matter where you are, the smell of this scent can evoke nostalgia, and instantly make people feel cordial.
In the fields, men plow the fields and loosen the soil; on the ridges, women burn the haystacks, sometimes handing sweat towels to the sweaty men in the field to wipe off their sweat. In a seemingly ordinary instruction, they are all concerned about each other. .
While working, chatting loudly, talking and laughing with the surrounding villagers.
Hard work here becomes a very happy thing, time passes quietly, happy people have no time to notice the passage of time, and the work is almost finished.
Finally, sprinkle the cool straw ash on the plowed field, and it will be considered complete.
Kang Ziyu and Li Junyue have been standing by the side. They were supposed to come to help, but they didn't need to intervene at all. They listened to the villagers' conversations throughout the whole process, and could listen to a lot of gossip in and out of the village in the morning.
Kang Ziyu didn't respond much, but Li Junyue listened with gusto.
On the other side, people began to pack their farm tools and go home. Qian Wanjin walked to the unburnt haystack on the other side of the road and kicked the snoring person, "Get up, go home, you say you come I won’t help anymore. Come here to sleep and bask in the sun. You might as well stay at home and show the door."
"Fun," Xue Qinglian stood up, kicking after Qian Wanjin, "You treat me as a dog, guard!"
"Otherwise you said what you are doing, you can be a pig if you don't be a dog, and you won't be too lazy!" Qian Wanjin screamed while running.
The moment they ran and chased, there was no shadow, leaving everyone in the Liu family smiling.
The sky above Xinghua Village is full of bright spring, I wonder if Xiapo Village welcomes special guests.
"The village chief, the village chief!" An Cai was still in the field, just knocking off the mud from his shoes and preparing to go home. Someone came out panting on the road.
"What did you yell about?" An Cai frowned.
Nothing bad has happened in the village now. Since the opening of the new wine shop, the people in the village have really entered the wine shop to work. The whole Xiapo village has a rare vigorous scene. Almost all the people on the road are smiling and full of eyes. With hope.
It has changed drastically from the cynicism of previous years.
"The village chief, there are people coming from the entrance of the village. When you enter the village, you should ask the people in our village about Fuwa! Look at that sneaky look, you don't look like a good person! What the hell is the village chief?"
"Inquire about Fuwawa?" An Cai was originally triangular eyes, and when he was not in a mood, he gave people a gloomy feeling. He drooped and looked more fierce. He often scared people so hard to say anything, "Lead the way, I'll go and see. Look."
"Go, it's at the entrance of Dafu's house on the edge of the village! I let Dafu drag the people and explore their details!"
After An Cai left, the people in the ground looked at each other, and there was no An Cai's oppression, but everyone still frowned slightly after listening to what he said just now.
"Xinghua Village is across from our village. If you really want to inquire about Fuwa, you should go directly to Xinghua Village. Why did you come to our village instead?"
"Is it here to seek medical attention? Fuwa's medical skills are good, there are people asking her everywhere, not surprising."
"It's not like, everyone is here. If you really want to come to seek medical treatment, you should go straight to the door. What can you ask us about?"
"Why don't we go and have a look?"
"Don't, the village chief has already gone, he didn't say a word, let's go to see the excitement and look back and not be scolded bloody?"
The crowd shivered, bowed their heads, cleaned up, and went home.
Not far from the entrance of the village is the Dafu’s house in the village. No one was seen in front of his house. There was a conversation in the house, which invited people to the house.
"The village chief, it's still dragging." The leader snickered, and Dafu was fairly reliable.
An Cai squinted at him and walked into the room first, "Dafu, didn't you go to work in the fields?"
"The village chief is here? I came back to put the iron scraper, and I just met a customer, so I invited to come in and sit." Dafu, an honest man in his forties, saw An Cai came in and got up to get him a stool.
An Cai went over and sat down, calmly looking at the people who sat with him in the courtyard quietly looking at him.
The two men, both in their thirties, were dressed in ordinary clothes and looked ordinary, nothing special.
An Cai casually said, "Is this your relative?"
"No, we also just met, the village head, these two little brothers just asked me about the Fuwa in Xinghua Village."
"Fu Wawa’s Xinghua Village is opposite. The two want to know what they want. It’s better to ask the people in Xinghua Village directly. We are not familiar with Fu Wawa in Xiapo Village." An Cai drooped his eyelids and took off a shoe. It was too late, but the mud on the side of the shoe was not clean.
Seeing him doing this, the two of them wrinkled slightly, and then smiled, "This is the village chief of Xiapo Village?"
An Cai nodded, "An Cai."
"When I first entered the village, I took a look. Your Xiapo Village is separated from Xinghua Village by a river. The environment is very different."
"Our people in Xiapo Village don't have that great ability, and they can't get up to the people on the other side. They can only live through hardships."
"I heard that even this snow disaster, the other side helped all the surrounding villages, but didn't help Xiapo Village... Village Chief Ancai, is there any dissatisfaction in my heart?"
An Cai raised his eyelids and said coldly, "If you want to sow discord, you can't do it. What is the relationship between my Xiapo Village and Xinghua Village? ."