Chapter 807

Next time, Ning Xiao helps Zhao Tiezhu harvest rice. Instead of using a sickle, he can only help carry it. Then he threshes the rice with Zhao Tiezhu's family.

Although it all depends on hand wrestling and stroking, Ning Xiao's speed is still not slow, and it seems that he can't feel the pain of hand stroking at all. Alone, he almost compared the efficiency of the three members of Zhao Tiezhu's family.

Zhao Tiezhu and his wife, who are really happy, can't close their mouths, while Er Ya grabs Ning Xiao's hand again and again. It seems that they can't understand why her brother Er Niu is stroking rice so fast, but it doesn't hurt at all

Until the sun set in the west, four people left the rice field and went back to the village.

On the way, Ning Xiao also knew the name and situation of the village.

Lijia village, with a total of more than 200 households and a population of nearly 1000, is a very ordinary village. As for what city it is governed by, Zhao Tiezhu can't say. He has never been to the city since he was so old, and the farthest way is to see off his relatives in the next village.

The most respected person in the village is the village's Baozhang, who is the village's manager and the highest ranking person, and has the right to manage everything in the village.

Hear all these two words, rather smile Leng next, what mean everything ah, do you want to do what?

However, he could not remember what the normal situation should be like. Although he felt obviously abnormal, he did not dare to say more.

Carrying two bags of harvested rice, Ning Xiao followed Zhao Tiezhu's family into Lijia village.

The houses are all low and simple mud houses, and even many of them are thatched houses made of straw and reed. It looks like a depression. The people walking on the road are yellow and skinny, slow and weak.

And some old people, sitting at the door of their homes, are as thin as if they could be blown down by a gust of wind, completely skinny as if they were corpses

It's a very poor village, even a poor place where there is not enough to eat.

Seeing the appearance of these people, Ning Xiao immediately knew the current situation of the village. But what made him feel strange was that according to the land situation he saw just now, it was a bumper harvest. How could it be like this?

Walking by the door of a family, he looks inside curiously. Inside, the couple are pouring the pounded rice into the bag. Next to him is a skinny boy with a big head. He is sitting at the table, staring at the chaff piled up beside him

Ning Xiao's doubts are more serious, but he doesn't dare to ask more. He can only follow Zhao Tiezhu silently and return to their home soon.

It's also a mud house, but it can be seen that Zhao Tiezhu's hands are very skillful. The mud house is solid and exquisite. It has enough three houses, with a flat courtyard, and is surrounded by a reed fence.

There are three rooms, one is kitchen with dining room, one is firewood room with sundries room, the other two are Zhao Tiezhu and his wife, and the other is Erya's room.

After returning home, the mother and daughter went to dinner, and Zhao Tiezhu instructed Ning Xiao to put the newly harvested rice in the corner of the room, then took a stone mortar, poured some dried rice, and began to pound.

This is in Zhao Tiezhu's room. Ning Xiaohuan looks around, only to find that there are many full pockets in this room. One side is rice, the other side is already pounded rice.

Looking at Zhao Tiezhu sifting out the shelled rice, and then loading the rice, the chaff is put away and handed to his wife who just came in, Ning smiles and scratches his head, but still asks: "Uncle Zhao, why don't you eat rice, but you want to eat chaff? This year is a good harvest year. Can't you store so much rice

Hearing Ning Xiao's words, Zhao Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ning Xiao with strange eyes, then shook his head and said: "what nonsense do you say? How can people like us eat rice? We should eat rice bran. Rice should be given to Baochang! Only the Baozhang and the adults are qualified to eat rice! "

Ning Xiao suddenly widened his eyes: "but this land is not planted by you?"

"Just because I grow it, I can't eat rice." Zhao Tiezhu seemed to take it for granted, "farmers are inferior people. How can inferior people eat rice? It's good to have bran to eat! "

Looking at Zhao Tiezhu with a natural face, Ning Xiao feels the incomparable confusion in his mind. Is that the truth? But why do I feel so strange? It seems that it shouldn't be like this!

After thinking about it for a long time, Ning Xiao couldn't think of a reason. However, he had to give up. No matter whether he felt right or not, this is the way it is, so it's good

While working, Zhao Tiezhu also said to Ning with a smile: "Er Niu, I'll give you this dress later. You don't have a proper identity now. I'll go to the Baochang and give you a living identity. Your dress is just a gift!"

Ning nodded with a smile. Anyway, his clothes are broken. It's also a good idea to give someone a legal identity.

After helping Zhao Tiezhu pound a bag of rice, Er Ya ran in and called for two people to eat.

Dinner is bran cake with bean dregs porridge, and a plate of black wild vegetables. I didn't feel hungry before, but now I'd rather look at this meal, and I feel suddenly.

This year is to eat this, not malnutrition only ghost!

But he didn't have a choice, so he had to eat. Fortunately, he didn't choose.

Sleep at night, rather laugh nature can only sleep in the wood room, always can't go to sleep with two ya.

Early the next morning, Zhao Tiezhu took a suit of coarse cloth that his wife had changed overnight and sent it to Ning Xiao. Although there were lots of patches, it was very clean. Ning Xiao immediately changed his tattered clothes.

Breakfast was the leftover bean dregs porridge last night. There was not much left. Ning Xiao didn't feel hungry. Seeing several people drinking happily, he only drank half a bowl symbolically and stopped.

What he is thinking about now is the feeling of disharmony that he has felt since he entered the village yesterday. He seems to be out of tune with this place and full of disobedience everywhere. Especially after listening to Zhao Tiezhu's remarks about the lower class, he felt even more strange.

In his impression, it seems that there is no difference between the inferior and the superior... Some, it seems that there is only a difference between the strong and the weak?

Although I can't remember clearly, Ning Xiao is sure that it shouldn't be like this.

While Zhao Tiezhu's family is eating and Ning Xiao is thinking, there is a sound of Gong outside.

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned, then happily put down the chopsticks, Chong Ning said with a smile: "the Baochang adult has come to collect the rice, er Niu, come and help me move in."

Ning Xiao looks at Zhao Tiezhu who runs out happily. He is very confused in his heart. People are here to rob you of the fruits of your labor. How can they be so happy?

Then he heard aunt Zhao laughing: "hand in the rice, it's safe. I haven't worked in vain for a year."

Ning Xiao's steps stopped for a moment, and the strange twisted feeling in his heart became more and more severe

Zhao Tiezhu carried a bag, and Ning Xiao carried the remaining six bags of rice, followed by Zhao Tiezhu to the center of the village.

A huge cart was parked in the open space in the center. There were eight big horses in front of him. A fat middle-aged man in a cotton sweater was standing on the cart, touching his goatee and shouting, "come on, pariah, put the rice on to the chief quickly!"

When he heard the word "untouchables", Ning Xiao didn't know why. He was angry in his heart. However, he found that people around him, including Zhao Tiezhu, were not angry at all. Even when he put rice on the cart, he was still smiling!

Ming Ming was so dull yesterday. Today, when he handed in the rice, he even showed an excited smile? Ning Xiao has some silly eyes. Even if he doesn't remember anything, he knows that these rice are all from their own hard work. He can only eat rice bran and hand in all the rice left. This is a cruel exploitation!

Why do exploited people still look happy when they are exploited, giving people the feeling that they exist just for the sake of being exploited?

What a distorted situation this is!

Ning Xiao is still silent, followed by Zhao Tiezhu will carry the rice into the car, and then Zhao Tiezhu took out Ning Xiao's rags, accompanied by smile to the fat middle-aged humanitarian: "Baochang adult, this boy is called Er Niu, fell into the water, is our family rescued yesterday, brain son seems not clear, I plan to take it, please Baochang accommodation, give an identity?"

The warden looked at Zhao Tiezhu's rags and frowned: "the Dalit is the Dalit. All these rags are given away as treasures. It's disgusting for me to take them away! It's just that there's one more Dalit. As long as you support them, you can do as you like! "

With that, the fat middle-aged man waved his whip and directly pulled Zhao Tiezhu's hand away. His hand was very fierce. The back of Zhao Tiezhu's hand was swollen.

"Uncle Zhao, are you ok?" Rather smile quickly hold a faltering fall of Zhao Tiezhu, some resentment toward the Baochang look.

"Hey, hey, it's OK. The warden agreed. Er Niu, you're not quick. Thank you, warden!" Zhao Tiezhu didn't have any resentment, just said with a strong Chong Ning smile.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, just put the rice up. It's disgusting to see you Dalits!" That Baochang is not at all rather smile of apology, a face disgust of wave.

Then Ning Xiao saw that he opened a bag of rice, grabbed it, frowned and said: "the quality of the rice is not good enough, it's not full, and it's yellowing... No one wants it. Forget it, take it to feed the pigs!"

When Ning Xiao heard this, he was stunned. Then he asked Zhao Tiezhu in a low voice: "Uncle Zhao, the Baochang said that he would feed the rice to the pigs, so why not give it to everyone!"

Zhao Tiezhu looked at him and said strangely, "why do you ask these silly questions again? The pigs of Baochang family are much more expensive than us! That's what the Baochang family wants to eat. How can we compare with these pigs? "

Rather smile suddenly the whole person is silly, pig than person gold expensive? What a reason!