Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

In the past few days, the weather has been getting colder day by day. An Moxue went home from studying at the Educated Youth Point every morning. When passing by the drying field, she would take a look. If the large drying field was pressed over and over again by rollers, the solid ground was paved with Covered with a thin layer of ice, if you splash a little water every day, the ice will become thicker and thicker day by day. Now it can shine brightly, and it will slip if you are not careful when walking on it. The village chief said that if you keep this, you can start giving it tomorrow. The grain is detached.

Sure enough, in the evening, the loudspeaker in the village sounded: Villagers, please pay attention. Villagers, please pay attention. At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, please gather at the drying ground on time. We are going to start threshing the grain.Please don't be late. Please don't be late.

The next morning, An Moxue finished her meal early, dressed neatly, and went to the drying area with her gloves.

When she arrived at the drying area, many people had arrived, and the scorekeeper was skillfully dividing people into groups.

This time, An Moxue and the other educated youths were not in the same group, but were separated and assigned to different groups. An Moxue was assigned to a group with Aunt Guo.

I saw people crowding around the drying ground. There were also some old-timers who were leading animals and pulling rollers, standing aside and waiting. Some young and middle-aged people were holding sorghum heads and forming a large circle in an orderly manner. Then the entire drying field was divided into four large circles. In each large circle, there was a horse, mule, or ox pulling a roller on the circle, walking around in circles, pressing the sorghum heads round and round. When flattened and pressed firmly, the sorghum grains on top will fall off and settle down.

This was the first time she saw An Moxue grow up so big. She felt it was very strange. She asked Aunt Guo next to her: "Auntie, have you taken off the sorghum grains now? What are you going to do next?"

Aunt Guo said: "Press for a while, turn it over with a fork, turn over the sorghum head again, and press it several times with the roller. You will know after a while as you watch. It will be our turn to work soon."

Indeed, as Aunt Guo said, after a while, I saw that the sorghum on the drying field had been crushed a lot, became solid, and was crushed.

Then there were two or three villagers in each circle, holding forks and turning the sorghum heads. The rollers were pressing while the villagers were turning.

When the turning was almost complete, some women came up to shake the sorghum heads, shake off the sorghum grains on the sorghum heads, and move the sorghum heads to the open space on one side. There were women, old people, and children in uniform, using a The shovel head scraped off the sorghum grains that had not been scraped clean from the sorghum head. An Moxue did the job of scraping off the sorghum grains.

Aunt Guo said to An Moxue: "Moxue, just watch what I do and just follow the way I do it. It's very easy. Come back in the afternoon and sit on a small bench to work. It will save a lot of energy." .”

The sorghum on the drying field is then gently raised with a wooden shovel in the direction of the wind. It is constantly flipped and gently raised. The excess sorghum leaves and sorghum stalks will fall to the side with the wind, and finally only the clean and tidy sorghum will be left. The grains were put into sacks and then carried to the warehouse by strong men.

At this moment, everyone in the drying area started to move, busy but not chaotic, in an orderly manner.

People occasionally chatted and joked while working, and the brigade's loudspeaker played red songs in turn. The entire sunbathing area was filled with a lively and joyful atmosphere.

Even the noon break was taken in shifts. An Moxue went home during the noon break, ate in a hurry, took a small bench and went to the sun drying area. As expected, sitting on the small bench and working was much easier, and her legs were not as tight. No matter how sour it is, it's no longer numb.

In this busy time, I finished crushing the sorghum and then pressed the rice. When scraping the rice ears, the rice awns pricked my hands and stung slightly, and sometimes there were small thorns pricking into my hands, even if I was wearing gloves.

The last turn was to shell the corn kernels and put the corn cobs into sacks. Only half of the bags were filled with corn cobs. Then the bags were tied tightly with ropes and placed on the drying ground. The animals were led in the old-fashioned way. Pull the roller and press it over.

Press it once, turn the sack over, and repeat this several times. Some of the corn kernels will fall off the corn cobs. Those that have not fallen off will be picked out, and then other people will poke them out one by one with their hands. The poke time will be long. , the whole hand was swollen and sore, and finally the corn was put into sacks.

The entire process of grain threshing seems simple, but in fact it is not easy at all. In the absence of machines, from sowing to harvesting, it is all manual, complicated and lengthy. "Who knows that every grain of food is hard work" is never an exaggeration. , just describing it based on facts.

At noon that day, the village chief stood in the middle of the drying field and announced loudly: "Villagers, our threshing work will be completed in less than half a day. Let's work harder and try to finish it as soon as possible. Don't be greedy. After we go to town and pay the work rations, we can share the rations!"

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, there was a burst of applause from the drying ground, followed by cheers of "ahhhhhhh".

This work lasted for nearly half a month. The elderly and children all joined in to thresh all the grain early in the afternoon. The joy spread throughout the village.

These days, An Moxue has also been infected by the enthusiasm of the villagers, and she actively participates in labor every day.

Every day when she comes home from work, the first thing she does is boil a pot of space well water, add a portion of Qibai powder to it, and when the water becomes slightly hot, she puts her hands in and soaks it for about 10 minutes before taking it out. , it can achieve the dual effects of anti-inflammatory and whitening. However, the continuous high-intensity work of her hands these days has still caused some scratches on the back of her hands and the palms of her hands are also rough. It will take a few days to recover to be delicate and smooth.

After soaking her hands, she cut a fruit platter and brought it to the bathroom. She soaked in the bathtub with rose essential oil and sprinkled some petals on it. An Moxue ate fruit while taking a bath. After taking a bath, she also ate a piece of fruit. I felt like all the pores in my body were opened, and I felt very comfortable.

She went into the study room to continue studying. These days, her main study directions were Chinese medicine, Five Elements Bagua, and Feng Shui. The more she learned, the more interesting she became, and there were similarities between these things. She had a vague feeling that the more she learned, the more excited she became. She stopped at all. If you don't come down, you will have to stay up until [-] or [-] o'clock in the evening after returning from work every day.

She doesn't have to work tomorrow. She plans to have a good rest tonight and go to bed at nine o'clock. She will go to Uncle Li's place tomorrow morning. Since she started working to thresh grains, she hasn't seen Old Li Tou for more than ten days to practice her moves. , the fourth level has never been broken through.

At four o'clock the next morning, An Moxue got up to wash her face, brush her teeth, eat, and practice boxing. Then she took her two little ones and set off towards the back mountain, running towards Hongqi Village.

When they were about to go down the mountain, An Moxue squatted down and said to the two little ones: "Two little darlings, you stay well on the mountain. I will go to the village to learn martial arts. When I come back, we will go home. If you see anyone, hurry up." Stay away, don’t get caught, you hear me?”

The two little ones yelled "Ooo, ooo" at her a few times, then turned around and entered the forest.