Two days later, the Mu Shuangshuang family's two guns have been completed, and the grain from three acres of land has been harvested from the threshing floor in the village.
The first thing after the fight was to go to Old Mu’s house and ask Mr.
Mu to come over and weigh him together.
Half of the total harvest belongs to the old Mu family.
The work of Lao Mu's family is still in the harvesting stage.
It's a good thing it hasn't rained recently, otherwise the harvest in Old Mu's fields would have been ruined.
Mr.
Mu took his dry tobacco and walked towards the threshing field.
I met some villagers on the road, and they asked about Mu Dade.
"Old Uncle Mu, this great man has become a civil servant now, why do your family still farm?"
The boy from the Wu family at the entrance of the village looked puzzled.
When Mr.
Mu was about to answer, he was overtaken by an older man in the village: "You don't know this, right?
It's about taking matters into your own hands and having enough food and clothing.
The third king in our village has a strong family background.
He doesn't live alone in the village."
"Wang San was rejected by his family because he was too ugly, so he was not allowed to go to the town.
This is not what you said about doing it yourself and having enough food and clothing."
After the boy from the Wu family finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Mr.
Mu suspiciously.
"Old Uncle Mu, maybe it's because Brother Dade doesn't want you to live a better life with him, so you're guarding these acres of land, right?"
Mr.
Mu quickly shook his head.
"It's okay.
Our eldest son is going to the capital to take the exam during the Chinese New Year, and he asked me to go to the capital with him."
Everyone just smiled and said nothing.
Some things, no matter how you explain them, become wrong as soon as they are said.
Mr.
Mu managed to chat with everyone for a few words before arriving at the threshing floor.
At this moment, Mu Shuangshuang was already filling bags.
The grain was packed in sacks and after being weighed, the old Mu family was asked to take the rice back for processing.
After loading bags of rice, Mr.
Mu had arrived at the threshing floor occupied by Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng.
"Shuang girls, when did you come out to work?"
Mr.
Mu asked.
The sun has just risen now, but the third room has already done so much work.
Mr.
Mu looked a little embarrassed.
"They came out before dawn.
These rice were crushed with stones last night.
Now that you are here, we will start weighing the rice."
On the threshing floor, sacks of rice were stacked together.
Lu Yuanfeng asked brothers Dahu and Daniu to help weigh the rice.
In a short time, all the rice in three acres of land was separated.
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All the rice from the old Mu family was placed in the corner of the threshing floor.
Mr.
Mu sighed deeply in his heart.
With this half of the rice, the three acres of fertile land of the old Mu family would completely belong to Lu Yuanfeng.
That was the family fortune that Mr.
Mu saved when he was young.
Now it was given to others in vain.
Mr.
Mu couldn't help but said: "Fengzi, will you sell those acres of land to others in the future?"
Mu Shuangshuang listened nearby and knew that Mr.
Mu wanted to regret it.
Yes, it was obviously a good second-class place, but it was turned into a third-class place by Fu Wu.
Of course Mr.
Mu was not convinced.
"Master Mu, Fengzi's land will not be sold to others under any circumstances.
Fengzi had no land before, but now he has managed to save the family bit by bit.
He should work hard to guard it.
Where?
The truth of defeat.”
Lu Yuanfeng shook his head directly.
When he sold the field, Lu Yuanfeng felt that Mr.
Mu might want to buy the field back.
The rhetoric was something he had discussed with Shuangshuang a long time ago.
Mr.
Mu felt a sense of loss in his heart.
He said: "In this case, my old man will go back and ask people to come over to transport the rice.
Girls, you and the third bedroom have worked hard."
Mr.
Mu's last words made Mu Shuangshuang confused.
The old man recently transitioned, and it happened too quickly.
Yesterday, her mother said that the old man saw her on the road and said hello.
In the past, Mr.
Mu didn't bother to do these things.
Only his daughter-in-law called him, and he never took the initiative to call his daughter-in-law.
"Master, you too" Mr.
Mu must have been sleeping poorly recently, and the dark circles under his eyes were very thick.
Most importantly, Mu Shuangshuang clearly felt that his walking was no longer as vigorous as before.
"Sir, have you finished harvesting the rice at home?
I heard from Uncle Fu Wu that the cold wave is coming soon.
If we don't harvest anymore and catch up with the cold wave, the rice field production may be reduced."
Looking at the man who was faltering, Mu Shuangshuang asked with concern.
"Ah" Mr.
Mu was stunned, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet.
"There are still seven or eight acres of confiscated land at home.
The threshing floor has been occupied by the villagers.
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We haven't found a piece of land yet, and the rice is piled in our yard."
As soon as Mr.
Mu said this, Mu Shuangshuang felt like he would die if he didn't do something.
She felt that the old Mu family was going to be paralyzed.
Even the most basic tasks of farmers, such as drying rice, are not arranged in advance.
"Shuang girl, you have so many ideas.
If you give me another idea, I'll treat it as if I beg you again."
Mr.
Mu was anxious.
Before, he said that after the villagers moved their positions and found two more fields to dry the rice, he would grind the rice.
Now that this is the case, I can’t wait.
The old man is indeed pitiful.
In his fifties, he has to worry about everything by himself.
"Master, this is not the case.
You are also a veteran in farming.
You should know better than others what should be done and when to do it."
Mu Shuangshuang said.
"I was confused, but now that the matter has reached this point, how to solve it is the most important thing, Shuangshuang, you see" Mu Shuangshuang rolled her eyes countless times in her heart before she wanted to say that this old man had changed his gender and knew that it would be good for his third wife.
I still want her to help.
Logically speaking, this kind of trivial matter has nothing to do with the third room.
If she helps, she is a nice person.
If she doesn't help, it is her freedom.
No one has the right to accuse her.
But looking at Mr.
Mu, he was indeed pitiful.
It will probably be even more pitiful in the future.
After thinking about it, Mu Shuangshuang said: "Sir, please quickly discuss with the people in the village who have almost finished grinding the rice and let you have the threshing floor.
Those eight acres of land were paid twelve cents a day, and people in the village who had already done farm work were asked to help with the work.
Otherwise, let the family do it.
If my second uncle and fifth uncle are not willing, you can decide who is willing. " Mu Shuangshuang didn't hide it this time.
She remembered that these fourth uncles had nothing to do at home, and cousin Da Lang, they were all hard-working people.
Seven or eight acres of land will take two or three days to complete.
A person can also earn thirty cents.
If you have a lot of money, it's a good thing to hold on to it.
After hearing Mu Shuangshuang's words, Mr.
Mu suddenly felt embarrassed.
There is no money at home to hire people to work.
What little money we have is all used up by the eldest son studying.
Mu Shuangshuang also considered this issue and said, "Master, I heard from Sister Dandan the day before yesterday that my uncle has a lot of money
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