People living in the city often have to wait for the season to come before they notice that the new season has arrived.

The thick clothes were slowly unable to wear, the trees on the street became green, and the flowers in the flower beds were blooming one after another. Oh, spring has arrived, and I haven’t even taken time to go to spring yet. The girls on the street all showed their thighs, and summer has arrived...

For rural people, this is not a problem at all.

Because farming must depend on the weather and seasons, and if you miss it, there will be no harvest in a year.

So, they especially like autumn.

Their autumn, and the children in the city, wrote in the composition, "Autumn is here, this is a season of harvest. The weather is cooler, and the geese are starting to fly south. They are lined up in the sky in a herringbone shape and in a circle...", different.

It is different from the autumn that the adults in the city who are worried about, "When is this year the best time to watch the red leaves?" or "Will the hairy crabs rise again, right?" "How many mooncakes should I prepare to give this year?"

Their autumn is really a harvest season. When the rice in the fields is ripe, they have to be snatched back before it rains; when the chestnuts on the trees are ripe, they have to be snatched down before they fall to the ground; soybeans, sesame seeds, sweet potatoes..., and all the crops in the fields must be collected home in autumn.

The warehouse and the beams gradually filled up, and they felt at ease, at least the family had guaranteed food and clothing for next year.

These harvests are really hard to measure with money. A few young people who helped their family harvest millet in the fields in the morning were muttering, "Thank you for so long, it seems that so many things are not worth my monthly salary. My monthly salary can buy a large warehouse of millet, which is more delicious than ours."

As soon as he finished speaking, a liberation shoe hit him. He held a sickle and wiped his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck. "If we don't farm, where can you buy food with the money?"

"After working for several months, do you look down on me? If it weren't for these things, would you have grown up so old?"

"Do you think it's Uncle Third?" He asked Feng Zhenchang who was just about to be here.

"Yes, not anything can be bought with money. Such a guy should be beaten,"

Wasn't it his biggest hope for every year before 1992? Although he has long lived on this, they still planted a piece of land for the annual rations at home.

Not much, probably only a dozen loads of grass (the newly harvested millet). I made an appointment with a few nephews to help them take them back together in the afternoon.

In fact, according to the practice of the past few years, there will definitely be many people to help. Last year, in just half an hour, all the rice in the fields was cut and tied into bundles. After more than ten minutes, they were neatly stacked on the gravel drying ground, waiting to thresh.

"When will you collect your family? Speak in advance?"

"No need to bother, my family is just a small piece of land, and a few nephews said we don't need to do it,"

Although he said this, as soon as the field at home opened in the afternoon, many people gathered together, and it was lively and bustling, a bit like when it was a group in the past. Many of them put down the millet from their own fields and came to help.

"How is this good? I'll do your own things first. I have enough staff,"

"It's okay, Master San, I read the forecast. The weather is good these two days, so how long it takes to stay in the field for half a day?"

Everyone was busy. Mei Qiuping and the master of the canteen in the factory carried a table and a large steel bucket from the small four-wheel in the factory. "I'll eat a bowl of dumplings, I made it for an afternoon."

She had thought of this scene for a long time. After finishing her work, everyone still had to continue cutting off their own homes, and they didn't have time to sit down and have some food to give them some food to cushion their belly.

"This is good," many people came over with a smile and scooped their own bowl.

The millet that had just grown in the fields has now become small bundles and lying in the fields. Then it is bundled into bundles and then loaded onto small four-wheelers.

Mei Qiuping also stuffed a pack of cigarettes on each of them, "It's not a good cigarette. She doesn't smoke or not, she's pretending,"

Last year, she sent buns.

Planting rice seedlings and harvesting grains is a big deal for rural areas. In theory, the food of those who help the family plant rice and harvest grains should be based on the standards of craftsmen. It should be more grand. Now everyone has a tight time, so I can only think about it this way.

Of course, it will be difficult to use money to pay for it, or to send some finished products you bought with money. You are scolding people!

Now everyone is having a better life. The things you make by yourself, even the bowl of noodles, represent your sincerity and intention.

When the twelve trunks of grass heads are piled into a small pile on the square that has now become a threshing ground, and a layer of plastic paper is covered with it. Feng Zhenchang jumped into the car with a sickle, "You eat first, I'll go and help them."

"Be careful with your waist," Mei Qiuping shouted from behind.

When doing things in rural areas, they are just about being particular and putting their hearts in mind. Everyone helps to collect their own millets, and then you lie comfortably at home and watch TV? They can't do such things.

Feng Zhenchang was busy until he went home at 10 o'clock in the evening. He was very tired, but he was in good spirits. "Cook water quickly, I'll take a shower,"

"Don't you eat first?"

"It's noodle and buns again. I've eaten a few stores and I've been full early. I haven't lit the lights like this for many years,"

"Look at you," Mei Qiuping took his coat, all of which were wet. "You are old and can't compare to those strong laborers. Otherwise, we won't farm next year and save us so much hardship."

"How can I not plant it? Besides, what's the hard work? Don't be able to sweat a lot, it's because it's too hot. I just rush to do heavy work, and they don't let it go,"

Although he was not hungry, when he finished taking a shower, Mei Qiuping had already prepared a few side dishes and took the initiative to take out two bottles of beer for him, saying that it was German beer. Feng Zhenchang drank happily, "It really feels like a big group,"

"What's the good thing about the big group?" Mei Qiuping said, "But it's really good that life will get better and the atmosphere will get better."

"Yes, it's really rare for us to maintain such rural customs here. Some villages are no different from those in the city now. If there is something next door, I don't care about it. If you find him, he is not happy."

Feng Zhenchang sighed first, and then boasted, "Hehe, speaking of it, this is mainly our credit. We are enthusiastic, and everyone is enthusiastic,"

"Okay, after drinking some wine, you can't control your mouth. Have you forgotten something?" Mei Qiuping said.

"What did you forget?" Feng Zhenchang was puzzled.

"At this time, should we send some holiday items to Jingping's house?"

"If you don't say it, I really forgot. I have to give it to you. I should give it to you. Jingping, the child, has given us a granddaughter. If you take care of it, I will deliver it to my in-laws tomorrow morning."

"You said Yiping and the two of them are really true. Once you arrive in the United States, they will not come back. It's time to do their business,"

"I don't know if I'm thinking too much in the last few times. I think Lao Huang seems to have some objections. Do you think they blame us for not taking this matter quickly?"

"What's the problem? Just ask him directly tomorrow? You have to go and look at what you want to bring them tomorrow."

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In the provincial capital, after Liu Jizhong's repeated efforts, mainly giving gifts and treating guests again and again, today, he finally approved the loan of 100 million yuan from ICBC!

Walking out of the bank gate with the group finance, he felt that the whole world was a little more beautiful.

At home, with the help of my aunt, Shen Xue had already prepared a table of food. When she heard the sound of the car, she greeted the door with a smile and took the briefcase from him, "Congratulations, Boss Liu,"

"Happy and happy together," Liu Jizhong also smiled and hugged his wife who was becoming more and more charming. "Well, it smells so good, it's the best dish you cook,"

These days, for the sake of loans, I frequently accompany the heads and minds of the bank departments to visit various buildings and halls. I vomited many times, and I almost vomited when I ate the banquets in the hotel.

"Husband, have a drink to make our new project work smoothly,"

"This cup needs to be drunk, and it's for your hard work," Liu Jizhong smiled and drank it all, stretched out his cup, "Come again?"

"Why is this cup?"

"Why? Of course, to promise you,"

"What's up?"

"Haha," Liu Jizhong stretched out a finger, "According to the current trend, can we earn this number after this project is successfully completed?"

"One hundred million?"

"Hmm?" Liu Jizhong shook his head, "You guess again,"

"Ten, one billion?" Shen Xue was so nervous that she couldn't even speak.

"Haha, yes," Liu Jizhong laughed, "Look, are we one step closer?"

"Wow, that's great," Shen Xue jumped into Liu Jizhong's arms like a bird who flew into the forest.

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"Husband, hurry up," the lights in the bedroom were turned pink, and Shen Xue was screaming in a delicate voice.

"Okay," Liu Jizhong wiped his hair with a bath towel, turned off the news, and made his good mood disappear instantly. (To be continued.)

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