Chapter 292

This is the mountain that Zhou Erlang was assigned to. Because most of them were bamboo, he simply planted more bamboo on it.

Unlike other people's families, which keep their fields open and let them grow freely, Zhou Erlang is one of the few people who has worked hard.

When the villagers who cut bamboo on the mountain saw their brothers and sisters coming back with bamboo baskets on their backs, they waved lazily, "this is looking for mushrooms again. It hasn't rained for several days. Can you still find them?"

Zhou Silang asked Wu Lang to carry a basket on his back and Zhou LIULANG to carry a hoe. Taking advantage of the situation, he stuffed man Bao into their hands and asked them to go home first. He squatted on a stone and gossiped with them, "I didn't find it. I was blocked back at the corner of the mountains. Why are you cutting bamboo?"

"Oh, don't mention it. It's not the wheat harvest. The dustpan at home is a little broken, so cut some back and make two." The villagers laughed, "the bamboo in other mountains is not as good as your second brother."

Zhou Silang almost laughed. "You're about to harvest wheat before you start cutting bamboo. My sister-in-law won't beat you."

"Whoever said he wouldn't beat him came only after he beat him," another villager put in a mouth and was not happy. "He beat him today. He was kicked out directly."

"Fart, it's hard for me to fight with women, or you'll see."

Zhou Silang didn't mind them cutting bamboo. Anyway, there were so many bamboos that their family couldn't use up. This was not twice at a time, but he just wanted to gossip with people, so he squatted on the stone and didn't go.

But the villagers who cut bamboo couldn't see it and waved to him one after another, "come and help me on Thursday. The bamboo is too high for me to drag out."

As soon as Zhou Silang heard this, he immediately patted his ass, got up, shook his hand and left. "Brothers, cut it slowly. I haven't eaten evening food yet. I went home first."

The villagers couldn't keep him, so they could only watch him run away.

One of them couldn't help sighing, "Thursday is still so lazy."

"Come on, who can ask him to work in the village? It's just his brothers. Cut them quickly. It's almost dark. "

"Alas, bamboo is really hard to cut. Why don't you ask for some sun on Tuesday."

Other villagers continued to bury their heads in cutting their own bamboo and thought to themselves: if you hadn't made dustpans, I would have asked.

It's nothing to ask for some dried bamboo strips one by two, but if so many people ask, it's definitely not possible.

Seeing that no one met him, the man could only sigh and continue to cut bamboo, gossiping: "by the way, just Thursday said that they were blocked back when they went to the mountains. Who blocked them?"

"Who else can it be? It's either an adult of his family or a brother of the Jia family. "

They won't talk about the former, and the latter

"The Jia brothers are too overbearing. They just go up the mountain to find mushrooms. There's no need to drive people out?"

"Yes, it's not to occupy his land or cut down his good trees. It's so stingy."

"It's still because I'm not from this village. Look at our Qili Village, who will be angry and drive people out for such a thing?"

"Well, the people in Dali Village are stingy."

"Still calculate..."

They speak ill of Dali Village unscrupulously here. Man Bao, who ran home one step in advance, is also speaking ill of the Jia brothers with his parents and praising himself by the way.

"I found people first, and then we didn't go up the mountains. We turned the corner to another place and found a place to hide. Sure enough, they caught up after a while. It was fierce. Fortunately, we ran early."

Lao Zhou frowned.

Qian was also very unhappy. "What's the matter, old four? They just went up the mountain to find some game? Even if you drive it out once, you have set up an ambush? "

Old Zhou tou got up and said, "I'll talk to the village head."

It's annoying to ambush.

Before going out, old Zhou tou turned back and told him, "you are not allowed to go to the mountains in the future. Hum, the most important thing in baimaguan town is the mountains. Do we have to go to their mountains?"

Man Bao answered with some regret.

Qian touched her head and said, "let's not argue with such a fool. It's too dangerous."

Speaking of this, she looked among the people in the yard and asked, "where's the fourth?"

"The fourth brother is bragging with people in the bamboo mountain."

Bamboo mountain is their own name, because it has the most bamboo.

Qian frowned slightly, "go and call him back. It's almost dark. You go to wash after eating late food. Don't always hang out. You're all going to be a father."

Fang Shi stood aside with a red face.

Although Fang was not diagnosed, Qian had already reduced her work. She and he were not allowed to do heavier work at home, and their working hours were also reduced. As long as the sun was hot, they were called home to do some light housework.

Xiao Qian and Feng Zhou Xi were also considerate of this. During this period, they took the initiative to take over more work and let them rest.

At this moment, even Feng had to admit that thanks to Zhou Xi's return to Zong, otherwise she and Xiao Qian were still very tired because of so many things at home.

When Lang ran back on Thursday, Qian said, "hurry to eat and go to bed early at night. Your father said, open the sickle tomorrow and collect the wheat in Dawan first."

Zhou Silang had expected that while taking a bowl to eat, he asked, "second brother, too?"

"There are not many wheat yellow now. Your second brother doesn't hurry to go first. After two days, the dishes in Xiaowan will be sold out before stopping."

Then the main force is him and the third brother.

On Thursday, Lang moved his shoulder, nodded and said, "all right."

Who made his big brother bleed in his stomach?

Zhou Dalang can't do such heavy work as picking wheat, but he can't cut wheat.

Taking advantage of the Kung Fu of Thursday Lang's meal, the family took out all the things to be used tomorrow and put them away.

Since the summer harvest is coming, naturally we can't get up at the usual time. We have to get up earlier.

In this way, when the sun rises and becomes hot, we can go home. Then we can sleep, go out and cut wheat for an hour, and then we can come back for dinner.

Wait until you eat late food before you go out and continue to cut wheat.

At noon, when the sun was the hottest, everyone basically slept at home.

In other words, this year's wheat and rice harvests are in arrears, so the time is arranged so loosely. In previous years, everyone has to work in the field except at noon.

Two meals a day become three meals, or even three and a half meals.

But even Zhou sirang, who was cheating and playing slippery, didn't want the crops to fail. He would rather be more tired than be in such a situation in the field.

After eating, Zhou Silang asked man Bao, "man Bao, didn't you say that the county magistrate wanted to reduce the autumn tax? Why is there no news now?"

"Shanbao didn't say." She can only listen to Bai Shanbao, and Bai Shanbao can only listen to his grandmother and master Bai.

If adults don't talk about this topic, what can they do for children?