The world is broken, the cubs mend it

"..."

Yuanyuan sat on her father's lap, looking into his smiling eyes, pouting and feeling embarrassed, and touched her nose awkwardly.

"You're crying because of this?"

Chen Jiahe carried the child into the house. This little kid was usually very smart, so how could he believe it after being fooled a few times?

"I wasn't crying, my eyes were just watering."

Yuanyuan sniffed, and after realizing that she had made a fool of herself, she refused to admit that she had cried.

"Look what that is?"

The chirping sound of chicks came from the dimly lit inner room. Chen Jiahe secretly grabbed one while the old hen was pecking at food.

"Chicken! Dad, you caught it? That's awesome!"

Yuanyuan twisted her body and jumped out of her father's arms. She went forward to touch the chick's head. The soft feathers felt very comfortable to the touch.

"Let it go after playing for a while. The old hen will be worried if she can't find it."

Chen Jiahe gave a few instructions and continued to go to the yard to hang the sheets.

Only Yuanyuan and Xiaoji were left in the inner room. She glanced towards the door, quickly ran to the bed and squatted down, then stuck her head under the bed and took a careful look. She was relieved when she saw that there was nothing under the bed.

Aunt Chen was right. Sister Yingying’s speculations were all false. She was the only little girl in the family.

After playing at home for a while, the little guy took the chick out and let it go to find its mother, otherwise the mother hen would be worried.

As the days passed, the wheat in the fields turned from green to yellow, and the golden waves of wheat swayed in the wind.

The weather is getting hotter and the villagers are starting a new round of work and harvest.

Although the Chen family was allocated a small amount of land, Chen Jiahe was still exhausted working alone.

He was wearing a washed-out black vest, waving a sickle to cut wheat in the field, beads of sweat streaming down his forehead.

There were at least two people in other wheat fields, one person was cutting the wheat in the front, and the other was responsible for tying the wheat into bundles and carrying them home in the back.

Every year, the Chen family’s land is harvested slower than other families.

"Dad, I'm here to bring you some water!"

Yuanyuan held a cup of tea and walked along the path to the field to see her father. The bright sun at noon was so hot that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Stay home in such a bright sun."

Chen Jiahe straightened his waist and pounded it. His waist was sore and painful from being bent over for a long time while cutting wheat.

"Dad, drink more water. I'll help you with the work."

Yuanyuan saw Lele and Yingying were helping to deliver water and meals to the family, so she specially scooped some water for her father to drink.

"Go sit in the shade."

Chen Jiahe looked at the full cup of water and knew that the child had walked very carefully and steadily, so he tilted his head back and took a few gulps.

The cool well water slid down my throat, moistening my dry mouth and dissipating some of the summer heat.

Yuanyuan was pushed by her father to sit in the shade and watch other people working on the edge of the field.

After staring at it for a while, she got up and went to the field, picked up the wheat that her father had cut and put together, and stacked it with other wheat.

She could only hold a small bunch at a time, but soon she could build a tall pile.

"You don't need to work here. Be careful of the wheat stubble that pricks your feet."

Seeing that she was following him to help, Chen Jiahe couldn't bear to let her do farm work, so he urged her to go home quickly.

"Dad, I understand. Let's put this together and we can carry it home in a bundle."

Yuanyuan has a smart little head. She watched for a long time and found that everyone was doing the same thing.

She put all the wheat together so that it would be easier for her father to carry it.

The other uncles and aunts have family members to help them with their work, but dad can only work alone, so she wants to help dad.

"It's so hot, come back when it's cooler."

Chen Jiahe wanted her to go home and play. He had done these tasks by himself in previous years, and after a long time, he didn't think it was a big deal.

"I'm not hot..."

Yuanyuan raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, then bent down and picked up another small bundle of wheat ears.

“Children don’t need to work.”

Chen Jiahe sighed, put down the sickle and walked forward to tie up the wheat ears she had stacked.

"I'm not a kid. I'm almost four. I'm a big kid."

Yuanyuan stretched out her hand and made an OK gesture, but when she realized something was wrong, she stretched out another finger.

Besides, Yingying and Lele are also helping in the fields, so she can also help out at home.

"If you're tired, go play somewhere else. Don't try to be tough here."

Chen Jiahe knew that he could not persuade her, so he put the prepared straw rope on the ground and told the children to put the cut wheat on it, and he would come over to tie it up when the time came.

"it is good…"

Yuanyuan followed behind with her head down, avoiding areas with dense wheat stubble with her little feet.

Don't underestimate the wheat stubble; it will hurt if it scratches your skin.

I thought the child was just doing it on a whim, but he actually kept busy until he finished work.

Although the little guy was slow, he really helped.

Chen Jiahe no longer had to work hard to move the wheat to one place, and the speed of harvesting wheat was greatly increased.

At noon, he was carrying wheat home, and the little guy followed him slowly with a teacup in his hand, and the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.

Chen Jiahe put down his burden, fetched some water and helped the child wipe the sweat off his body. There were a lot of yellow wheat leaves on the child's clothes and hair.

"Tired?"

“A little tired…”

Yuanyuan's chubby little face turned red from the sun, and her hair was stuck to her forehead with sweat.

Ever since the old hen hatched chicks, the number of chickens in the family has increased from three to more than twenty, and the egg production has also greatly increased.

Chen Jiahe saved some of the money and sold it at market time. He also beat an egg, added some sugar and sesame oil, and made a bowl of egg tea for the child.

The family's expenses have been reduced a lot this year, but after he calculated, he found that he had not earned much money, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.

After lunch, the father and daughter took a nap on the bed.

Chen Jiahe was planning to sell the pigs and most of the chickens at home by the end of the year, so that he should be able to save more money.

Around 2:30 in the afternoon, the sun gradually set.

The child just got out of bed and climbed up and slid down the bed, wearing his little cloth shoes, to help get the sickle. His head was still not clear, and he walked like a little silly goose.

"Why are you walking so fast?"

Chen Jiahe followed behind and helped her lift up her heels.

"Let's get to work..."

Yuanyuan yawned as she was talking. There was still a whole field of wheat at home that had not been harvested.

"..."

Chen Jiahe took a straw hat and put it on the child, then wet a towel and wrung it dry to wipe her face.

It rains a lot in summer, so you can't slack off when harvesting wheat. If a heavy rain comes, the wheat will become moldy.

Only a small piece of wheat had been harvested in the field in the morning. Chen Jiahe harvested the rest in no time and helped the children to bundle it up and carry it back.

The little guy in a straw hat sat on the edge of the field, watching his father picking fruits, holding a glass of boiled water in his hand and drinking it slowly.