After breaking the corn, the corn stalks and corn husks can be used to feed cattle, and can be used to start fires in winter after being dried.

These days, the old oxen have fresh corn leaves to eat and don’t need to be taken out to graze.

After all the corn was harvested, Chen Jiahe took a sickle and cut the corn stalks. In the autumn, except for the tea fields in the village and the pine trees on the mountain, the whole mountain and field presented a withered yellow.

Chen Jiahe was wearing a faded jacket and walking back carrying a large bundle of corn stalks, which he placed in rows under the eaves.

The old ox gradually grew from skinny to strong, and it was able to plow the fields with great energy when equipped with farm tools.

The cows in the village have to be whipped when they are plowing the fields. Some cows are too lazy to walk more than a few steps and refuse to move, so they have to be whipped continuously.

Chen Jiahe felt that his cows were quite obedient and would actively pull the plow forward. He only needed to follow behind to keep track of the direction.

"Your cow is quite intelligent."

Wang Mazi was sitting on the edge of the field, drinking water from a cup. He had just been nearly gored by a cow, and he refused to behave himself even with a muzzle and a cage on.

"My cows are obedient."

Yuanyuan found it fun to see his father plowing the fields, so he followed behind him, walking in rows.

After the corn stalks are harvested, a pile of hard stubble is left on the ground. After plowing, they are uprooted and left in the ground for a winter, where they rot and turn into nutrients.

"Everything is good in your family. You are also a lucky person."

Wang Mazi felt that since she came to the Chen family, the cow had become fatter and the family had started raising livestock, and their life was getting better and better.

"When will Uncle Wang marry an aunt?"

Yuanyuan came over curiously and sat next to him. She went to Village Chief Wang's house to play the day before yesterday and happened to meet his father.

Because Uncle Wang was worried about not being able to find a wife, he asked Village Chief Wang if he could see if there was any family that didn't want a child so they could adopt one.

Wang Mazi is only 24 years old this year and his youth has just begun, but in the village it is considered late for marriage, and he is very anxious because he cannot find a wife.

Adopting a child is not a matter of just a few words. Village chief Wang told him not to be anxious, and that when the time is right, everything might be possible.

"If I can't marry her, who would be willing to marry me?"

Wang Mazi's family was poor, and he had no advantages in appearance or height, so it has been delayed until now.

If they really have to get married, it would be fine, but he is unwilling to compromise. He has someone he likes, but unfortunately that person looks down on him.

I can’t be with the person I like, and I have to face a face I don’t like. How am I going to spend my whole life?

His dad always said that he had damaged his brain by reading those crap books. What was the point of liking them or not? Liking them couldn't make a living.

Liking someone can’t be used to make a living, but isn’t he living well alone? Why does he have to live with someone he doesn’t like?

But the older generation has lived for decades, and if you tell them this kind of thinking, they will not be able to understand or agree with it.

"Uncle Wang is a very good man. He will definitely marry Auntie in the future."

Yuanyuan patted his knee, looking very conscientious.

She really thought Uncle Wang was a nice person. She had never seen him quarrel with anyone or say bad things about anyone. He was just always chased and beaten by Grandpa Wang.

"Thanks for your good wishes. When I get married, I will be the first one to send you wedding candy."

Wang Mazi drank the last sip of water, brushed off the dust on his body, and went to the field with a whip to drive the cattle to plow the land.

"it is good!"

Yuanyuan responded and took out a candy from her pocket.

Her father hadn’t finished eating the candies he bought earlier, so he would wait a long time before giving her one.

"Just sit there and play, don't come over here."

Chen Jiahe waved his hand to signal her not to come over, his cloth shoes were covered in mud.

It's sunny now and not very hot, so it takes several days to dry the shoes after washing them.

Next time he goes to market, he will go buy more cloth and ask the village chief's wife to learn how to make shoes so that he can make a pair of boots for his children to wear in winter.

After the last harvest in autumn, wheat is sown. When the wheat is covered with a thick layer of snow in winter, there will be a good harvest next year.

After plowing the fields, Chen Jiahe carried the plow and drove the oxen home, with the little guy staggering behind him.

The two walked into the yard and heard a series of clucking sounds coming from the chicken coop on the back eaves.

Chen Jiahe drove the cows into the side shed and hurried to the back eaves to see. One of the hens had laid an egg, a red-shelled egg that was still warm.

The pigs in the pigsty have grown a lot. They are estimated to weigh about 70 or 80 kilograms. Maybe they can be sold for a good price by the end of next year.

His original plan was to save the eggs and wait until the hens started to lay eggs to hatch chicks next year.

"Would you like some eggs?"

When he passed by the main room and saw Yuanyuan studying the broken-legged stool, he couldn't help but ask another question.

Eggs are a rare thing, and people usually don't want to eat them. He has almost forgotten what eggs taste like.

"Want to eat!"

Yuanyuan hadn't eaten eggs for a long time, so when asked, she immediately ran over to look at the egg in his hand.

"There's only one egg. It's for Dad."

"I'll make some pancakes and egg drop soup for lunch today."

Chen Jiahe pressed her head gently, then went to the kitchen with the eggs in his arms.

There is also a small bottle of sesame oil at home, which he usually doesn't want to use. When making the egg drop soup, he drops a few drops into it and sprinkles some chopped green onions to make it more colorful, fragrant and delicious.

It’s a rare opportunity to drink egg drop soup, and Yuanyuan thinks it’s especially delicious.

The hen lays an egg every day. Chen Jiahe behind her has collected all of them, but the other hen has not laid any eggs yet.

After sowing wheat, Chen Jiahe took his children to the market again and bought a lot of cotton and cloth.

Compared to making clothes, making shoes is really hard work. There is no rubber foam soles here, and you have to sew the soles yourself.

Cut the cloth according to the size of your feet, and then sew them together layer by layer.

Densely packed stitches form a thick sole, and in the end you have to use a thimble or special tweezers to pull out the needles.

It takes several days to sew a pair of soles, and the thread for sewing the soles is thick, which needs to be rubbed by hand.

It took Chen Jiahe several days just to sew the soles of the shoes, and his already rough fingers were rubbed with blisters.

It was a rare occasion that Aunt Chen didn't scold him. She saw that it was not easy for him to raise a child alone. She came to learn this after finishing her work, which showed her love for her daughter.

"I have a niece who is a few years younger than you. Go meet her when you are free."

He is a bit stingy, but he is not a bad person and is good to children.

A man you marry will provide you with food and clothing. A man with such hardworking spirit as him will surely have a good future.

"There's nothing to see. You know my family's conditions. I have no intention of getting married."

Chen Jiahe spoke to her quite tactfully, and he was quite content with his current life.

"You are a grown man and you can't do women's things every day. It will be easier for you to have a wife, and someone will take care of the children."

Aunt Chen also has high standards. She was willing to introduce her family to him because she thought he was a good person from the bottom of her heart.

"It's just a needlework, why should we distinguish between men and women? Yuanyuan doesn't need me to watch over her every day. I appreciate your kindness, but please don't waste her time."

Chen Jiahe's attention is completely focused on the work in his hands. It is enough for him to have someone accompany him. He does not understand feelings, so don't waste other people's time when meeting him.

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