Chapter 1

The beginning of autumn, when it was supposed to be cool, it was very sultry. The fire wheel in the sky is constantly venting its power. What's more, there is no wind. The whole world is like a huge steamer.

Yang Xiaobao is walking on the country road leading to yangliuzhuang.

The reason why he is so worried is that in the past exam, he was not very sure about several questions and probably lowered his score. If he can be admitted to high school, it's up to him

Walking through a piece of corn field, he saw that the corn ears of this family were thick and long, and it was heavy to look at. He could harvest at least 2000 Jin per mu. Yang Xiaobao said to himself, whose corn field is this? How come at this time, the crops haven't been received at home? Don't you know it's going to rain?

The radio said that there was a heavy rain at night. At night, if the sticks could not be collected at home, and the heavy rain would make the fields muddy for a few days, then the sticks would sprout, and they would be all over.

Turning the edge of the ridge, Yang Xiaobao inadvertently looked up and saw Ma Shujuan, who was wiping her tears secretly. His heart moved and he knew that she must have made a mistake.

Ma Shujuan is about thirty years old. She is plump and fair skinned. She is also pretty and quiet. In the words of a fortune teller, she is a blessed woman. However, the fortune teller was unreliable. Three years ago, when her man was mining in Shanxi Province, he encountered a mine disaster and was buried alive in the ground. Ma Shujuan and a few months old orphan are left behind.

Her three-year-old daughter kept crying: "hungry, mom hungry!"

The slang means harvest in autumn, harvest in wheat and the end of the year. It's the busiest time for countrymen. In particular, harvesting corn cobs in autumn is the most tiring. Even a strong man has to peel off his skin in autumn. Ma Shujuan is a little woman's family. She has a crying daughter on one side and a harvest in the second half of the year on the other. She is very tangled about the two choices. How can she not worry? She must be able to wipe her tears because of this.

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Without saying a word, Yang Xiaobao rolled up his sleeve and went down to the ground and broke off the stick.

The country children are not vague and quick in their work. The sweat on Yang Xiaobao's forehead and face kept flowing down. The sharp corn leaves cut the marks on his arms. They were painful and itchy, but he didn't care.

Suddenly came a new force, Ma Shujuan heart abnormal excitement. She came to Yang Xiaobao and handed him the kettle: "have a drink, Xiaobao. I don't know how to thank you..."

Ma Shujuan said, eyes red.

Yang Xiaobao kept on: "Mr. Ma is so polite. I'm very happy to have the chance to do some work for your family."

Although Ma Shujuan was a teacher of yangliuzhuang primary school, she didn't teach Yang Xiaobao in person. She was not impressed by Yang Xiaobao. But now he came to help. What a good boy.

A sack full of corn is about 100 Jin. Although Yang Xiaobao is strong, he is not a young man after all. He carried the sack to the ground, put it in the cart, and then went back to load the next sack.

Ma Shujuan's home is on the edge of the village. It's not far from the ground. Yang Xiaobao loads a cart and takes it to her home to unload it. Another trot brought the empty car back and continued to work.

A dark cloud came from the west, and it was overcast. Yang Xiaobao worked harder, his clothes were completely wet with sweat, his trouser legs were dripping, and his face was covered with mud. The embarrassed look looks ridiculous.

Ma Shujuan is exhausted and squats on the ground. She really has no strength to stand up again. I can only watch Yang Xiaobao working in a gust of wind, dazed.

The absent-minded Ma Shujuan suddenly moved her heart! In a trance, Yang Xiaobao's busy figure seems to have become another person.

She seemed to see her man come back, once again with his strong arm, for their mother and daughter and work, supporting the home.

A stream of heat rose from under her body and spread all over her body. Ma Shujuan's body was soft, and she couldn't help humming: "um..."

A gust of wind awakened Ma Shujuan's mind, cool wind, heavy rain is coming.

Ma Shujuan only felt hot on her face. She quickly gathered up her last strength and continued to put corn cobs in the bag.

While working, Ma Shujuan thinks wildly.

Just now I was just looking at Yang Xiaobao's busy figure, and I was "that". Ma Shujuan was really ashamed. Fortunately, Yang Xiaobao only focused on her work and didn't find anything unusual about her.

Ma Shujuan was annoyed. How could it be like this! He had some shameful thoughts about Yang Xiaobao.

Although Ma Shujuan is a teacher in a village primary school, she is still a lonely woman. After many lonely nights, her body became too sensitive

The last cart of corn cobs came home, and the rain also came down

It's getting dark, and it's raining heavily outside. The big rain drops of broad beans hit the pots and pans in the yard, clanging. Smashed in the courtyard of the water, raised a small bubble.

Yang Xiaobao is hiding from the rain in Ma Shujuan's home. It's cool, but the sweat on his face still can't stop. At that time, he worked too hard. Looking at the fierce rain outside, Yang Xiaobao worried that he would be scolded for coming home too late.

After crying for a long time, she was tired. After feeding her daughter, Ma Shujuan coaxed her to sleep. Looking back at Yang Xiaobao, I saw that he was sweating, his face was gaudy, and his clothes were dirty. I couldn't bear it.

"Xiao Bao, take off your coat and the teacher will wash you."

Yang Xiaobao is a 16-year-old boy. He knows he's ashamed and says, "don't do it. I can't do it after washing. When I get home, I'll let my mother wash it."

Ma Shujuan said angrily, "how can I do that? When I come back home dirty, my mother will talk about you again, and I'll take it off quickly. After a while, the teacher will cook some delicious food for you, and eat it before you leave. If you help the teacher to do the work and don't leave you for a meal, let the villagers know. Don't laugh at the teacher for being mean! "

Yang Xiaobao can't wring Ma Shujuan. Besides, dirty clothes are smelly and sticky on her body. It's very uncomfortable! Simply no longer pinch, a take off, handed to Ma Shujuan.

Because he often helps his family with farm work, the young man is very strong. Although he was only 17 years old, he was already broad shouldered and thin waisted, and the muscles in his lower abdomen were indistinctly visible, which was quite masculine.

Yang Xiaobao bare arms, Ma Shujuan see Zheng Zheng Zheng, eyes covered with a strange look. Then her face turned red, and she remembered the shameful scene in the afternoon.

Ma Shujuan put on a raincoat, came to the West kitchen, a busy, tossing for a while, the whole out of a few dishes.

On the board table, there are plenty of dishes, including eggs and meat, and even a bottle of Zhanghe Daqu.