It seemed that the problem of Changli was very strange, so Zhou Daya also stopped what he was doing.
She asked: "Isn't this good?"
She thought for a while.
After the autumn harvest, every family had food and food in their stomachs.
Maybe they would eat less than usual.
Isn't this the same as what Martha said in the beginning?
Although she also thought it would be better to be more frugal, after all, Martha was her future man, and she could not ignore his thoughts.
Changli: "You like Martha very much" Zhou Daya's skinny paws clasped the table covered with black stains, and her expression was a little shy: "You are a kid, what do you know?
Go back to the house and sleep."
Judging from the look on her face, she should like her, but it's unclear whether this kind of liking is for Martha as a person or as a fiancé.
Chang Li said oh, even though he didn't have much cultivation at this time, he still understood the most basic things.
Zhou Daya's appearance was not very good.
This is bad, mainly reflected in her marriage.
In this era, marriage almost determines her lifelong future.
Although he saw something, Changli didn't intend to say anything nonsense in front of Zhou Daya.
After all, people would definitely not believe him, and they might even think that he fell down the tree and broke his brain.
The next day, Changli actually followed Boss Zhou to the fields.
Except for Tuesday Ya who stayed at home to take care of her little brother who was only a few months old, the rest of the family went to the ground.
During the autumn harvest season, the sun is still very scorching, comparable to the sweltering heat.
Even though the sun is still early, the hot sunshine shining on the body is still very uncomfortable.
Chang Li didn't feel anything, after all, he had used spiritual energy to exercise his muscles and bones.
Although they said they had brought him to the fields, the Zhou family really couldn't ask him to do anything to help.
After all, people in the same village were watching.
It's okay to ask a six or seven-year-old child to help.
It's really annoying.
Just wait for the people in your village to criticize you behind your back when you work.
Even if a family doesn't value their children, they won't let them cause trouble in harvesting food.
After all, this is related to food and clothing for the next year.
Seeing the child slowly following behind the family, Zhou Da couldn't help but get angry.
He would get angry no matter how he looked at his son.
Could it be that he was an enemy in his previous life, and this was just to make him angry?
Some things are not a question of whether you do well or badly, but a question of the bias of the human heart.
The long-standing dissatisfaction with the children taking up the family's resources turned into a twisted anger after seeing the great disregard for themselves.
Not only do I feel that my dignity as a father is being challenged, but I am also afraid that my children will not take me seriously and will return the same thing in their old age.
Oh, maybe there is also the most basic selfishness of people at work.
Why should I raise this useless little brat?
Not to mention wasting food, I will not be filial to myself in the future.
So sometimes, regardless of whether children are debts or parents are debts, but again, kinship cannot be forced.
Changli will not take the initiative to find debts.
He looked coldly at this small-minded man with a big temper and said he didn't care at all. asked: "What do I want to do?"
He wanted to go up to the back mountain, where there were holes where ginseng could emerge, barbecues and fruits that were extremely attentive, and people who were there to help him.
Here, not only is there nothing delicious to eat, but you also have to bask in the sun.
The white sunshine swept down.
It made him dizzy and annoyed.
Zhou Da said angrily: "Follow us and pick up the fallen rice."
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Changli: "Oh."
Without taking a break, the Zhou family walked into the fields.
The rice stalks were very rough and the leaves were very sharp.
If you were not careful, you could cut someone's hand, so the Zhou family's hands were more or less covered with rice. got something.
But Changli didn't.
The adults might not have thought of this, or they might think it was unnecessary, but for Changli, there was nothing to worry about.
Everyone harvested the rice stalks neatly, with only one or two missing ones left behind.
Instead of having a heavy texture, the golden rice is somewhat hollow.
When you twist it, you will find many empty shells, which makes many people very worried.
The people in front were clearing the way, while Chang Li, who was doing nothing, followed slowly behind them.
After a while, there was just a missing rice stalk.
Zhou Da, who happened to look back and saw this scene, was immediately furious.
As soon as he moved his hands slowly, many rice straws fell over.
After that, it was even more like this.
The rice stalks harvested by others were neat and tidy, while the rice stalks harvested by Zhou Da were not in a mess.
Chang Li, who was following behind, saw this scene with a hint of amusement in his eyes, as if he really didn't know Zhou Da's purpose.
But if you ask him to come to the fields and watch others working, he can do it, but if you ask him to work by himself, forget it, he doesn't have the heart.
He raised his hands to cover his eyes and looked into the distance: "There are so many."
His tone was a little sighing.
Then he murmured again: "Who will help me with the work?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a subtle creaking sound was heard, and a small dark-brown field mouse emerged from the ground.
He got under the rice, held the rice stalks in his mouth, and worked hard to gather them together.
One by one, two by three, this industrious little field mouse started the farm work conscientiously for Changli.
Even its hind limbs, which were not afraid of fatigue, were twitching and never stopped.
Although small in stature, it is infinitely powerful, which is exactly how to describe this kind of creature.
This little vole comes and goes, looking here and there, turning here and there, and actually really removes the remaining rice straw scattered in the field.
Concentrated.
However, such high-frequency running around still made this little vole very tired.
When it had picked up the last rice straw, it finally stretched out its legs and lay on the ground with twitching limbs.
Chang Li, who was looking into the distance, just saw a beautiful figure walking in the Ma family field not far away.
Zhou Da in front suddenly turned his head.
He was about to scold the son of the foreigner when he saw something lying on the ground.
The neatly placed rice stalks suddenly said: "" The little field mouse was too small, and the others were busy with farm work, so no one noticed its existence, so Zhou Dacai was particularly surprised at this time.
This bastard didn't even make a sound when doing things, but he did it silently.
He immediately cursed to hold his breath and turned back to work.
The whole morning passed like this, and at noon, Zhou Daya came over to deliver food.
After delivering the food, she took the place of her sister, who had been working all morning, and went home to look after her younger brother.
She is also a eldest girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
She will get married soon.
Naturally, she has to prepare for some things early.
The betrothal gift given by the Ma family is not small.
Seeing her brother sitting on the ridge of the field with his head lowered and looking very tired, Zhou Daya wanted to go up and comfort him, but after thinking about it, he decided not to make his father unhappy.
During the two most brutal hours of the afternoon, the Zhou family did not stop, and even Chang Li did not stop.
He looked at the scorching sun, his eyes full of displeasure.
If you stand in such a place for a long time, especially if your body's energy has not been replenished, you will naturally feel tired.
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It was precisely because of this that he felt dizzy when he saw the little field mice coming and going.
The steps under his feet turned slightly, and a mysterious and mysterious morality was emitted inexplicably.
One step, two steps, three steps, and when he reached the ninth step, the ground suddenly moved slightly, and no one else was there.
It can be felt, but Changli can clearly feel it.
After this vibration, the scattered rice straws on the ground spontaneously gathered together before the little field mouse could move them.
The little field mouse whose eyes seemed to be burning with mosquito coils said: "Well, what's going on?"
This poor little vole, which was not yet fully grown up, finally stretched its legs and fell to the ground after working for most of the day, and was dragged into the hole by its wife.
After spending an afternoon like this, the day finally passed.
When they returned to the familiar large courtyard, a group of exhausted people were so exhausted that they didn't even want to say a word.
Dinner was brought up one by one, and everyone stuffed it into their mouths with numb faces.
And Chang Li, who was sitting in the corner and slowly gnawing a sweet potato, looked particularly eye-catching.
Zhou Da took a big gulp of the batter and said, "You can't even finish the whole meal.
What else can you do?
Don't eat it as soon as possible.
Save the meal to avoid wasting it."
Chang Li raised his head and glanced at this particularly dignified father without saying a word.
He swallowed the sweet potato with a white core, stood up, and left.
His little back looked particularly lonely.
Zhou Huohuo stood up with a loud thud, raised his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and planned to give Changli a good beating.
It was Old Man Zhou's snort that stopped him.
Old man Zhou stiffened his neck and swallowed a mouthful of noodle soup: "Why are you arguing with my baby?
Do you want others to know that our old Zhou family doesn't even give our baby food to stutter?"
Although he didn't like this unsociable grandson, he was still of the blood of their old Zhou family, and it would not be good if he simply starved to death.
Zhou Da is still angry: "With his evil temper, he will not starve to death in the future."
There was a thud.
After hearing this, Mrs.
Zhou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly put down her rice bowl: "It's just what you eat, no matter what you do."
Chang Li returned to the room and was still sitting quietly on the corner of the bed.
Zhou Ya, who had finished dinner for the first time, was startled by her coming in.
Her hand on the table suddenly dropped, There was something in his hand that made a clattering sound.
Changli had no intention of prying into her affairs, and he was relieved when he saw it was Changli, a younger brother who didn't understand anything yet.
She turned around, carrying Chang Li who seemed to have his eyes closed, and secretly picked up the paper in her hand.
She could not understand most of the words written on the paper, but she could read every word.
A sweet feeling comes out.
She lowered her head, and there was a sense of shame in her eyes, which were usually much smarter than her sister, exactly the same as when Zhou Daya mentioned Martha.
Autumn harvest is really too tiring, so the farmers who like to enjoy the cool air in the yard in summer all go back to the house early and fall asleep.
However, at midnight, the yard has fallen into silence.
A bright moon stood far away in the sky, covered by clouds and stars, unable to reveal much light.
The shining stars hang in the sky one by one, making the farmers who will continue to work hard tomorrow love and hate them.
What I love is that the stars are bright and the rain never falls.
What I hate is that the stars are cold and the heat is heartbreaking.
With such a bright day, tomorrow must be a hot day.
Changli opened the door and walked out of the yard.
Although the Zhou family's land is not very close to the Ma family's land, Chang Li's five senses are very sharp and he can also see some other things.
The starlight illuminated the village like a white field.
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Chang Li walked along the village road, not in the direction of Ma's family, but towards the rice fields.
There was silence among the four voices, and the chirping of frogs and cicadas mingled together, just like the reflection of summer light, which made people feel refreshed for no reason.
In the quiet field, there were suddenly a series of shuddering sounds, which were the sounds of women struggling.
A suppressed whine accompanies this sound, making the man's breathing sound even more filthy.
In this dim field, a tall figure was holding a slender woman under him.
He covered the woman's mouth with one hand and took off the woman's clothes with the other.
The sounds of buttons being broken were heard one after another, and the woman's struggling movements became more and more crazy, but even so, she could not stop the crazy man.
As if because he was too excited, the man's hand covering the woman's mouth loosened, allowing her to spill some words: "Help, help."
The sharp voice was even a little distorted.
But it was already midnight and people were already asleep, so no one heard.
The next moment, her mouth was covered again.
The tall Ma Da firmly restrained the woman beneath him, took out one hand and slapped her hard.
With a snap, the woman's face swelled up, and she could clearly feel the smooth touch.
The lust in Ma Da's eyes was even worse.
He chuckled: "Little girl, be honest."
He has been coveting this girl for a long time.
The land of educated youth is right next to them.
He often sees this fair-skinned and tender little girl dangling in front of him.
He is so greedy that his saliva is drooling.
Today is a chance for him.
While vigorously rubbing the face of the woman under him, Ma Da said excitedly: "I told you to always hang around in front of me and seduce me.
Now I can control you.
I'm a man who wants to marry his wife.
Well, if you weren’t such a flirtatious little girl and kept flirting with me, you would have thought that I would fall in love with you.”
His hand began to move downward: "You bitch, you begged me to do this."
As he said that, he planned to lean down.
The eyes of the female educated youth who was restrained by him were full of humiliation and despair.
She kept kicking her legs, but she was still unable to get rid of this scum that was worse than a beast.
And just when Martha was about to lick her face, when the smelly breath hit her face, a subtle click sound suddenly sounded
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