On the ridge of the field, a few sparse families were harvesting rice in the ridge under the hot sun.
This year's harvest was good.
They say that the earth follows the year, the sky follows the year, and the sky shines on people.
No, as soon as the war stops, there will be a great harvest.
It's a good harvest year, how can the villagers be unhappy?
But this is not enough.
The taxes owed to the government have not been paid for a year.
Seeing that the war has just ended, the court is also waiting for the new rice to be opened.
Therefore, the newly harvested rice must be paid first.
The taxes have only been returned to oneself.
Those who have rented the land from landlords have to pay rent from the tax office.
But even so, everyone is happy in their hearts.
Harvest is always the most important thing in everyone’s heart "Dad, please take a rest.
Let me come here."
On the ridge of the field, Mu Dashan, the third son of the Mu family, ignored the sweat dripping into his mouth and said to Mr.
Mu who was still cutting rice.
"Why are you resting?
I just came to the field.
I haven't done much work yet.
How can I rest?
We have to sort out the rice from this acre of land this afternoon.
It should have been cut and plowed earlier.
Then it will be ready.
Two acres of land have been lost.”
Following Mr.
Mu's line of sight, he saw the yellow rice standing irregularly in front of him, with the full-grained rice on top emitting an alluring golden light.
What farmers care about most is rice, and whether the rice harvest is good or not, grains are the most important factor.
The ears are neat, there are few empty shells, and the grains are large.
This year’s rice happens to meet these conditions, and it makes people feel happy at first glance.
Mouth from ear to ear.
But the joy of this harvest is not the same in everyone's eyes.
At least Mu Dazhong, the second son of the Mu family who is almost four or five meters behind Mr.
Mu and Mu Dashan, does not feel it.
A good harvest means more work and more waking up early.
Rice with empty husks is always lighter than rice with larger grains.
Anyway, the extra harvest may not really reach their mouths.
Considering his parents He loves his eldest brother so much that he protects his cubs, so he might be able to gain an advantage when the time comes.
It would be better to harvest less and work less.
So Mu Dazhong, the second son of the Mu family, moved slower and slower.
By the time Mu Dashan finished cutting a ridge of rice, Mu Dazhong was still in the same position as before, without moving even half an inch.
"Dad, look at the second brother.
He has been working for so long and hasn't moved even an inch.
He is clearly lazy."
Mu Danian, the fifth eldest son of the Mu family, pointed at Mu Dazhong and shouted, but in fact, he himself was no better than him.
How strong is Mu Dazhong?
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The fifth son of the Mu family is the only son in the family who is not married.
He is not young yet.
He is twenty years old this year, so he is considered an older young man.
Usually, children from farm families get married at the age of sixteen or seventeen, get a wife, and then share a separate house and live separately, but they do not separate families.
Because he was not married yet, he lived with the old man and Mrs.
Mu in a big house, but in different rooms.
It is worth mentioning that this man has the same virtue as Mu Dazhong’s daughter-in-law Lin.
She is addicted to complaining.
If he sees any trivial matter at home, he will definitely go to Mr.
Mu and Mrs.
Mu to file a complaint. , when the person he accused was unlucky, he would happily clap his hands beside him.
"What are you talking about?
Did any of your eyes see that I'm lazy?
If you keep nagging me, I'll tell my mother about the scandal between you and Chen Hong, the widow from the next village, and let her give you a cure."
"Hello, second brother, you dare to scare me."
When Mu Danian heard that his second brother dared to threaten him, he immediately quit working.
He threw away the sickle in his hand and looked like he was quitting the job.
"Why are you making so much noise?
You're afraid that other people won't see you being lazy, right?
If you keep nagging me, after putting away the rice, go out to pick up cow dung for me every day.
If you can't pick up two hundred kilograms of cow dung, don't let me enter Lao Mu's house.
's door.
Mr.
Mu finally opened his mouth, and Mu Dazhong and Mu Danian were speechless as soon as he opened his mouth.
Cow dung is not common in the village, because there are not many cows in the village.
If you want to collect 200 kilograms of cow dung, it is impossible without traveling ten miles and eight villages.
Moreover, if a man is willing to do such a shameful thing as picking up cow dung, wouldn’t it be left to his children?
"Dad, I'm not going to pick up cow dung.
You can let the two girls do it.
She smells worse than cow dung.
If you go there, you can fumigate the cow dung a little bit.
Then when the time comes to burn it, you won't be afraid of stinking her." ."
Mu Dazhong took a step back, looking very unhappy.
"Yes, yes, dad, let the two girls go.
The smell of her body can cover up the smell of cow dung."
Mu Danian and Mu Dazhong rarely agreed on the issue of treating Mu Shuangshuang.
After all, the so-called niece was too unappetizing.
But Mu Dashan felt uncomfortable.
One was his second brother and the other was his fifth brother, but they were not soft-spoken at all when it came to arranging his daughter.
Mu Dashan's work immediately slowed down.
Mr.
Mu on the side noticed it and spoke quickly.
"What are you talking about?
There is a second uncle, a fifth uncle, and the two girls are also your biological nieces.
Do you think so of her?
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Why don't you hurry up and cut all the rice in front of you?
I can't cut it today.
Done, don’t even think about going back for dinner with me.”
There are still dozens of ridges of rice in front of him.
If the harvest is really finished, it might be dark.
Mu Dazhong opened his small, slender, fox-like eyes.
His mind was spinning rapidly.
Exuding the light of calculation.
Suddenly Mu Dazhong covered his stomach and shouted.
"Ouch, why does my stomach hurt so much?"
"What's up, second brother?"
Mu Dashan was the first to rush over.
His second brother arranged for his daughter in front of him, but Mu Dashan still cared about his second brother.
This may be the difference between people.
"What else can I do?
I'm just lazy."
Mu Danian made a sarcastic comment next to him.
"Fifth brother," Mu Dazhong yelled angrily, and hurriedly covered his stomach again, wailing so hard that even Mr.
Mu was attracted.
"What's going on?
You're not feeling well, dick?"
"Dad, I think I'm suffering from heatstroke.
My second brother's face has turned pale.
I need to see the doctor quickly."
As soon as he heard about the doctor, Mu Dazhong became anxious and waved his hand quickly.
Are you kidding me?
He went to see the doctor and he was exposed.
"I'm fine, I'm fine.
I just have a stomachache.
I must have eaten too much at noon.
I'm going to poop now.
Dad, I'll go poop first.
You guys can do the work in the fields first.
I'll come as soon as I poop clean." " After saying that, Mu Dazhong got up and ran up the field slope.
After a while, not even a single person was seen.
"Huh, let me tell you, I was just lazy.
I haven't had the whole afternoon, and I will definitely never come back."
Mu Danian said sarcastically at the side, then sat down on the ground and stopped doing any work
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