There are hundreds of people digging sweet potato seeds and wheat in the soil of Jiangjiaba.

This is the first time she has seen such a shocking labor scene.

I wondered if there was some exciting music, would it be more combative?

Not only Ma Ruyue was curious, but also Jiang Liyuan and Qiu Shi also felt it was new, so the three of them decided to go and have a look.

I walked down the mountain quickly, and in a short while I reached the edge of the earth.

I saw women cutting vines, and men cutting them; dozens of men swung their hoes to dig red potatoes; dozens of children, who were a half-year-old, moved small stools and sat there to apply red potatoes, wiped the soil one by one and threw it into the bamboo treasures; dozens of strong men were specifically responsible for carrying it back.

"Sister-in-law." Ma Ruyue saw Huang Shuzhen cutting vines, and she looked familiar with so many people: "Sister-in-law, don't you say that only men work and women don't have to work?"

It is said that the Jiang family has fully demonstrated the male protagonist, the female protagonist, the female protagonist, and the inner world. Why is Huang Shuzhen also going to the ground?

"A woman can do easy work, she can do half a job." Huang Shuzhen straightened up and said while tied Tiao Teng, "I thought that half a job is better than making insoles, so I came to cut it for two days."

Cut the tied vines and throw them aside, pounded their backs with their backs.

"Not mentioning, there are few people who do this job. They have a sore waist after just a long time of work." Huang Shuzhen smiled bitterly and said, "Looking at this, I have to rest after finishing today and tomorrow, otherwise it would be a problem if I can't straighten my waist for two more days."

"Huang Shuzhen, if you don't come to cut the vines, you can actually cut the vines. That work is done by sitting there, so it's light." A woman next to her was older: "It's also half a worker to cut the vines, and the older men don't want to. They are all old people trying to do it."

"Forget it, I'm afraid of chopping my hands." Huang Shuzhen smiled and said, "When I was a girl at my parents' home, my mother had to take care of the family's housework; my sister-in-law was in confinement, so I had no choice but to chop the vines and feed the pigs. As a result, I cut my hand and blood flowed, which scared me at that time. Just this hand, look, the mark is still there!"

Huang Shuzhen pointed to her index finger on her left hand and said, "What a big wound, I can still remember it now. From then on, I will never want to cut the sweet vines."

"Oh, you are also lucky to marry into the Jiang family. In recent years, the clan rules have changed and do not need to be managed by your own family." The woman threw the vine in her hand aside: "In the early years, our family rented out the fields of other people and fed a pig. She had to beat pig grass every day and cut the pig grass. She also cut her hands again and again. Often, the old injuries were not healed and new injuries were added."

"Haha, that's right, my brothers and sisters all say I'm lucky." Huang Shuzhen smiled and said, "There is such a rule in the clan in recent years, and it's much easier for men to get married."

The implication is that the young men of the Jiang family have become popular.

"It's the same Jiang family, it depends on which house you marry." The old woman showed a hint of mocking at the corner of her mouth: "People are different."

Human hearts are indeed uneven.

"Work, Aunt Qi, I'm going to be scolded when I heard it when my third uncle heard it." Huang Shuzhen glanced at Ma Ruyue and felt very sympathetic.

Yes, it’s also the Jiang family, but it really depends on which room it falls into.

Not to mention anything else, the big house back then was the object of everyone's envy.

It took only how long the big room had not fallen, and only the second young master was left.

As for this person, it would be fine if the big house was not destroyed.

It’s very pitiful to think about it, and he became a widow after falling into the sedan chair.

At that time, I didn't understand why the second wife was anxious and angry to marry her wife, and even said that she was a filial piety.

The man told her that the master of the big room had disappeared and the big room almost collapsed.

Jiang Caiyuan had to maintain double filial piety for six years before he could get married. His body could be ruined at any time. The second grandfather discussed with the elders of the clan that no matter what the woman was in, carrying one back could at least continue his bloodline.

"Are you a little scared? Do you think they are really for the big room?" The man said and hummed, "Don't think everyone is a fool."

What other conspiracies are there?

"Think about it, who is the Grand Master? The dignified Yi'an Prefecture, no matter how you do, you will have some family friends and confidants. You are afraid that Jiang Caiyuan will have a backing station when he talks about a wealthy wife. The wife's family is just right, and they are afraid that they will not be able to control it." The man bit her ear and whispered.

"What about Jiang Zhiyuan?" she asked in surprise at the time.

"Jiang Zhiyuan is just raising it like this, so he won't let you go to the clan school or let it go. Six years later, he will just stuff a wife in the name of an elder..." The man didn't like to care about other people's affairs, so he turned over and rode on her: "I won't say it anymore, I'll take care of each other, but it's more energetic to hold my wife."

Poor big house, the real thing about this orphan and widowed mother is to be flattened and rounded by those old people.

Not to mention any development, it is probably difficult to really have enough food.

The rules in the clan are actually customized for inferior tribes.

If you don’t move your brain, you won’t be hungry and you won’t be able to eat. If you are rubbed by them, you will lose your temper.

I'm still watching the fun here, but I may never dream of the Jiang clan watching the fun of the big room.

Thinking of this, Huang Shuzhen quickly bent down to cut the vine to hide the sympathy on her face.

"Come on, let's go and pick the sweet vines." A man shouted next to Ma Ruyue: "You can sit there when you watch the fun."

This is because they are blocking the way.

Ma Ruyue turned around and walked to the side.

In front of her, there were a group of people digging red potatoes.

Digging while talking and joking.

The hoe was swung high, and digged it down with one hoe and hooked it hard. The soil was soft and two or three red potatoes appeared.

He picked up the red potatoes and shook the soil, threw them behind him into a pile. After a while, the group of half-grown guys who were applying red potatoes ran over and ran around and started to fuck him.

The division of labor is clear, and there is no problem.

Wait, she saw something.

Ma Ruyue glanced at the third row of men digging red potatoes and shook off a large one while shaking the red potatoes.

Instead of bent down to pick it up, he quickly hooked up the soil to cover the big red potato, and then digged it forward as if nothing had happened.

Build a mine?

Bah, they are burying red potatoes.

Ma Ruyue has simply discovered the new world.

She was sure that this was definitely not an isolated case.

Sure enough, when she was conscious, she found that the man in her eyes was doing more or less the same thing.

People’s hearts are indeed not the same, and people are selfish.

Ma Ruyue remained silent, looked carefully at the position where she was standing, and then called Jiang Liyuan and Qiu to go home.

When she got home, she couldn't figure it out. They all did this, which means it was a hidden rule.

What I mean is that you can’t run a house alone. Can’t these red potatoes be eaten raw when they are taken home?

Also, when will they dig it out from the field?

Those in the authorities were confused, those onlookers were clear, and Ma Ruyue decided not to insult the word Qing.

After dinner at dark, Qiu Shi was coaxing the child to sleep in the room. Jiang Zhiyuan was looking at the book borrowed from his husband, and Jiang Liyuan's house had already blown the lights.

Ma Ruyue quietly opened the door and slipped out.
Chapter completed!