Alpine Orchard - Chapter 109

[Chapter 109 Threshing Millet 【Recommendation】]

Originally, it was good to go back after ten o’clock, but there were always fish, so Ye Mo became interested…

Before he knew it, he caught after eleven o’clock.

“Tonight’s harvest is not bad, enough to make fish soup tomorrow.” Lin Xiaolin packed up his things, picked up the bucket, and said with a smile.

Lin Xiaomian yawned: “Go back to sleep quickly, the drowsiness is here.”

Back in the village, Xiaomian’s parents were playing cards, and they had just finished.

“Did you catch any fish?” Lin Shan asked with a smile.

“Twenty to thirty fish were caught.” Ye Mo said.

After returning home, Ye Mo took a shower first, returned to the guest bedroom, and fell asleep after lying down for a while.

Sleep till dawn.

Lin Xiaomian got up and washed her hair with bleach, but the color of her hair was not completely faded.

Yesterday’s pinkish brown, the color is much lighter, and now it is a bit like milk tea… The hair is still curly.

Ye Mo came to the field to help…

Xiaomian’s parents got up very early and came to collect the cages.

The crayfish here have been fed all the time, and it is easy to catch these crayfish in ground cages.

The crayfish in the field have only been raised for less than four months, and they look very big, basically reaching the stage of medium shrimp.

Rice shrimp polyculture, yield is very low.

Early in the morning, only more than 100 catties were caught in the three-acre paddy field.

But the price of crayfish is very good. The crayfish here are basically about 5 yuan, and occasionally a few are particularly large… When I got

home, Xiaomian’s parents picked out the particularly large lobsters and put them in a bucket. The rest are standard medium-sized crayfish. Waiting for the buyer to come, they weigh 134 catties… 22.5 yuan per catty, exactly 3,000 yuan without decimals.

There was already the sound of a threshing machine outside.

Xiaomian’s father is selling lobsters outside, and Xiaomian’s mother is preparing breakfast in the kitchen…

“Xiaomian’s father and I will go there later to thresh millet for Xiaolin’s family, and you will release the water from the field.” Xiaomian’s mother looked at Lin Xiaomian.

Lin Xiaomian nodded, “Okay.”

“Let me go over and help, Lin Xiaomian can do the job of draining the water by himself,” Ye Mo said.

If you come to the old man’s house, you must earn performance.

The best opportunity to earn performance in the countryside is to thresh for others…

There is a saying in the countryside to describe a person who is very capable, that is: he is so fierce when he is threshing… After

eating, Ye Mo changed Wearing long-sleeved clothes, she followed Xiaomian’s parents to Xiaolin’s seedling field.

This seedling field was also a fish pond before, and crayfish were also raised. There was mud in the field, and the excavator could not get down.

Xiaolin and his family were the only ones in the field. The threshing machine hadn’t started yet, and they were all cutting the millet, which was almost half done.

Qifentian looks like a big piece.

“Third uncle, third aunt, brother-in-law.” Lin Xiaolin shouted with a smile.

Xiao Mian’s parents responded with a smile: “Second brother, second sister-in-law, we are here to help.”

“You don’t have to wait a little longer, come over after we finish the fight.” The second uncle smiled.

“That’s what we planned, but you are not moving fast.” Xiao Mian’s father laughed and said, “Is there any gasoline in the threshing machine?

” Come here and help me thresh the millet.”

“Yeah.” Ye Mo nodded.

The threshing machine started.

Lin Xiaolin also put down his sickle and came to ‘feed’ millet to the threshing machine.

Gasoline threshing machine, artificial feeding, can feed two handfuls of millet at a time.

Ye Mo had threshed millet when he was a child. At that time, he used a threshing bucket, with a ‘bang bang bang’, beating handful after handful, knocking the millet into the threshing bucket.

With a threshing machine, people can relax a lot.

Ye Mo and Lin Xiaolin were in a group, feeding handfuls of millet into the threshing machine, and crushed the millet on top.

At first, it felt easy.

That is to bend down to pick up the millet, and then feed the millet into the threshing machine.

But after repeating this thing all the time, after ten minutes, I was a little tired, after half an hour, very tired… an hour later…

the sun came out.

Xiao Mian’s father and second uncle, they were chatting and working at the same time.

Ye Mo and Lin Xiaolin gritted their teeth and persisted.

Ye Mo only felt that his feet were heavy. My wrist is very itchy, I want to scratch it, and my body is also itchy… It’s indescribably uncomfortable.

Hot, tired, and uncomfortable.

Lin Xiaomian filled the seedling field with water, walked over, and looked at the water bottle beside the field. The tea inside has already been drunk…

“I’ll go back and boil some tea.” Lin Xiaomian shouted.

“Put some salt in the tea.” Xiao Mian’s father said, “Bring another half of a watermelon over here.”

“Okay.”

Ye Mo wanted to show it, but after beating millet for a while, his whole body was itchy and uncomfortable.

Both Ye Mo and Lin Xiaomian had rested twice.

Taking advantage of the need to move the threshing machine, Ye Mo and Lin Xiaolin went back to the field and sat down to smoke a cigarette.

“Threshing millet is really tiring. What I hate the most every year is the period of millet threshing…” Lin Xiaolin said, “Brother-in-law, you haven’t done millet much, have you?”

“My family hasn’t grown millet for more than ten years. Never.” Ye Mo took a drag on his cigarette and scratched his itchy wrist.

“Don’t scratch. If you scratch your skin, it will itch even more. If you’re tired, go back and rest…I want to go back and rest too.” Lin Xiaolin said.

“It’s okay. Hurry up and finish the millet, and then rest…” Ye Mo smoked, got up and continued to feed the millet to the threshing machine.

Ye Mo and the others came out after eight o’clock.

This is a fishpond paddy field. The millet grows very well, but it is very slow to grow.

It was past ten.

Continue to bend down to pick up the millet, feed the millet…throw away the straw…and pick up the millet again…

This repeated action, Lin Xiaomian carried the water bottle and hugged half a watermelon. Xiaomian’s mother and second aunt just finished cutting the millet…

“Come and eat watermelon.” Lin Xiaomian shouted.

The second uncle turned off the machine and walked over.

“Hey, such a big watermelon.” The second uncle smiled and took the watermelon handed over by Lin Xiaomian, and took a bite: “Sweet. How much is this melon per catty?”

“Ye Mo grew it himself.” Lin Xiaomian said.

“The melons grown by Ye Mo are considered small. He has several watermelons of more than 200 catties.” Lin Shan said.

“More than two hundred catties?” Lin Xiaolin looked at Ye Mo.

“Yeah. There are more than two hundred catties of melons. I still have two. If you have time, come and play sometime. It just so happens that the two big watermelons are about to open.” Ye Mo said.

“You are too far away…”

Lin Shan ate the watermelon, took a sip of tea with salt, and said, “After eating the watermelon, you all go back to rest and make lunch. We will do the rest by ourselves.”

” Yes.” Lin Xiaolin agreed.

“These millets, can you two carry them?” Xiao Mian’s mother said, “If you can carry them, I can carry two bags back.”

“I can’t carry them.” Lin Xiaolin shook his head.

“I can.” Ye Mo said.

“You?” The second uncle smiled, a little in disbelief.

“It’s not a big problem to carry a bag of millet.” Ye Mo drank some salty tea, got up and carried a bag.

Threshing is annoying and tiring.

But carrying millet is very easy for Ye Mo.

He used to install furniture and often carried heavy loads. Ye Mo has no problem with his physical fitness, and his strength is stronger than most ordinary people.

After all, Ye Mo should also be regarded as a Qi refiner. But as a Qi practitioner, he has a little water, and his physical fitness is not much better than ordinary people.

Threshing millet, even those in the professional threshing team, will be tired. No matter how good the physical strength is, as long as you don’t get in touch with these jobs often, it will be too much for you to come to threshing millet.

Ye Mo picked up a bag of millet, followed Lin Xiaolin easily, and came to their house: “Where to put it?”

“Just throw it on the ground.” Lin Xiaolin said, “I’m going to take a bath first, and then make lunch. ”

I kept crayfish at home, so I’ll make a crayfish for lunch.” Lin Xiaomian said.

“Yes.”

Lin Xiaolin’s seedling field is more than 200 meters away from their home, and they are all small roads… When he

came to the concrete road outside, Ye Mo looked at Xiaomian’s parents who were still threshing millet, and said: ” I went to help carry the millet back, and after my uncle and the others finish threshing the millet, they can rest.”

“Aren’t you tired?” Lin Xiaomian looked at him and asked.

“I’m tired. But it’s quite easy to carry the millet.”

“Don’t push yourself, if you lose your waist… If you can’t carry it, I’ll leave it to my dad and the others.”

“Yes, you go back first.”

Zhou Yi Yes, please recommend, recommend, recommend…

(End of this chapter)