Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Chapter 218 The Sound of Flails

When you are busy, it doesn’t matter what you eat. The Cui family didn’t even go home. They just ate something in the field and then went back to work.

Yesterday, after two restaurants placed orders for ten kilograms of side dishes, the response was very good and they agreed to a long-term supply. However, because it was the autumn harvest, Lin politely declined the two restaurants' orders for increased quantities and agreed to supply ten kilograms first in the next few days and resume normal shipments after the autumn harvest.

Old Mrs. Cui stayed at home to record the work. The woman who was originally cutting vegetables asked for leave. Lin contacted the woman who had previously helped in the threshing ground and immediately added two more people.

With the concerted efforts of the Cui family, the five acres of land were harvested cleanly in the last remaining light of day, and everyone was so tired that they could not straighten their backs.

"Damn it, it's finally done." Sifu slumped down on the ground, his eyes filled with despair.

Cui Jingwen was lying on the ground with a rice ear in his mouth, stretched out in a big letter "Z".

Tired, sore, and itchy.

"I say, stop scratching it. Your neck is already swollen, and if you scratch it until it bleeds, even ghosts will turn their heads away." Seeing the thick neck next to him, Cui Jingwen complained expressionlessly.

The thick neck kept scratching his skin all over.

"I don't want to, but I can't stand it."

Sifu came over and said in shock, "Brother, your neck is covered with red spots!"

Cui Chengliang gathered the last of the harvested rice ears, walked over to Thick Neck, and took a careful look. "This is an allergy to wheat awns. Stop working and don't move your hands. Go home first."

My thick neck couldn’t see the red spot on my neck, I just felt so itchy that I wanted to roll over. When I heard that I couldn’t scratch it, I completely collapsed.

"Ahhh! Kill me!"

After saying that, he ran to the river and dived into the water.

"Big brother!"

Even with his old arms and legs, Old Man Cui couldn't catch up: "You kid! Third brother, hurry up and pull him out. Why are you so depressed?"

Fortunately, a few seconds later, the thick neck emerged from the water, and everyone stopped and thought that he could swim.

Soaking in the icy cool mountain spring water relieved most of the itchiness on my body.

"Phew—much more comfortable."

The itchiness suppressed the pain and followed closely, coupled with the coldness of the water, his thick neck soaked for a while and then climbed out again with chattering teeth.

He would never look down on farmers again.

It turns out that farming is such a hardship.

Lin went home early to cook, delivered the food to the new house and came back. She waited for a while before she saw Old Man Cui and the others come back.

"How did this happen? Why are you all wet?"

Thick neck like a drowned rat, walked up to Lin with a droopy head and said: "Aunt Lin..."

The feared figure in Xishi now sounded aggrieved.

Lin turned around and ordered, "Jingwen, go find some clothes for him to change into first, so he doesn't catch a cold."

After saying that, he asked Thick Neck to sit by the stove and warm himself by the fire.

In the light of the fire, she saw the dense red spots on his neck. Lin pursed her lips tightly and regretted letting him go to work in the fields.

Cui Zhaozhao also took a closer look. It was not just an allergy, but it looked very serious. He hurriedly bought a cooling ointment from the mall.

"I have medicine here, apply it quickly."

Cui Jingwen had just brought him some clothes, and there was hot water boiling in the pot. Lin added a bucket of hot water and asked Thick Neck to lead a few people to the backyard to wipe themselves.

I soaked my thick neck in water, wiped it all over with hot water, and pinched a finger to help apply the ointment.

Cui Zhaozhao bought another bottle of ointment, washed with hot water, and applied the ointment on his neck and arms. Then Cui Jingwen repeated the same process.

Although they are not allergic, they still feel itchy.

Lin shook her head. They were a bunch of people who had never farmed before. They couldn't stand it after just one day.

But she didn't say this because she felt the same way.

Everyone was too tired to talk. Lin sent some food to the upper and west rooms, and the three families ate in their own rooms.

Lin had a table set up in the backyard. A group of people gathered around the table. The aroma of rice mixed with the smell of medicine, and everyone was eating with relish.

In the yard, Old Man Cui had just finished his meal and was calling people to thresh the rice.

They had just finished their meal and there wasn't much left. Lin gathered the leftovers together, mixed them with rice and fed them to Dahui and Xiaohui.

"It's getting late. Don't leave tonight. Just sleep here."

Thick Neck and the others didn't have the energy to walk back anymore, so they immediately said, "We can just sleep on the floor."

The four members of Aunt Lin's family were all squeezed on one kang. They couldn't just sleep on the kang while Aunt Lin's family slept on the floor.

Lin thought for a moment and said, "This place is small. I'll take you to the new house later. You can stay there for one night."

Thick necks are not picky, as long as there is a place that is sheltered from the wind and rain, they can sleep.

Lin found a half-new quilt and led them to the new house.

At this time, the flat ground of the new workshop was covered with wheat ears. Old Man Cui and several others were waving flails to thresh the wheat harvested during the day.

The harvested wheat must be threshed overnight, otherwise it will easily spoil. This is also the tiring part of autumn harvest. People swing the sickle without caring about their own health during the day, and the sound of the flail can be heard until dawn.

For families with small families, they have to work non-stop for three or four days during the autumn harvest.

Thick Neck had always been begging in the county town, and this was the first time he had seen such a scene. He was completely paralyzed: "Aunt Lin...Aunt Lin, do we still need to work?"