A car accident, our family of three crossed

Soon, when the Sun family had harvested most of the land, they began to free up manpower to thresh the crops.

Just at this time, the village head and the old clan leader came. They were all wearing old clothes from working and went straight to the fields.

"Well, we'll help you thresh the grain, you guys continue to harvest! If there are more people harvesting, we can finish it sooner."

"Oh! Village head, uncle, this is not possible. I can't trouble you." Uncle Sun quickly refused.

The old patriarch waved his hand and said, "It's not a big deal, go and get busy!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the cut rice ears piled on one side of the threshing cart and began to thresh them.

Seeing that they insisted, Uncle Sun stopped talking and went back to continue harvesting.

There were many people who were coveting the two threshing trucks, and many were willing to help with this task.

Just as the old clan leader and the village chief were busy for a while, someone came over and said, "Hey, village chief, uncle, can you let me try too?"

The villagers had only seen the threshing process once before, but had never really experienced it! Now that the Sun family was harvesting grain, everyone wanted to take this opportunity to give it a try and practice.

The old clan leader and the head of the village did not monopolize the land all the time. When they saw someone wanted to give it a try, they just went with the flow and gave it up.

As a result, the scene here became lively. One after another, everyone wanted to try their hand. Almost all the people who were watching the fun on the street had a turn. In the end, even Jiang's father and son and Zhou Huan, the head shopkeeper, went down to try it.

After using the threshing cart, everyone had different feelings. Zhou Huan was even more envious and wanted to move it back to the farm directly. "This thing is great! It is really handy."

After using the machine, Jiang and his sons looked at the sacks of threshed millet in the fields, and a sense of accomplishment immediately filled their chests.

By the time everyone had taken turns using it, the Sun family had already harvested two acres of land.

Master Liu also went down to experience it just now, and the two older children, Mudun and Liu Yi, were able to give it a try as well.

Coming out of the fields, he began to talk to the children about people's livelihood. The younger ones seemed a little confused, but Liu Yi and Mu Dun listened very seriously.

Until near noon, the job of threshing the rice had not fallen into the hands of the Sun family. It was all taken over by a group of people who were watching the fun, one after another.

Because of this, all the Sun family members were devoted to the harvest, and the harvest progress was very fast.

It would take one person to transport the threshed grains to the threshing ground for drying. Fortunately, the Sun family now had their son-in-law's donkey cart, so they didn't have to borrow an ox cart from the village.

Sun Qinglai was assigned to transport the grain to the threshing ground for drying. It was almost noon, and Aunt Sun had to go home to prepare lunch so that she could send it to the workers in the fields.

Therefore, the mother and son went together on this first trip to transport grain.

After the millet was transported to the threshing ground and spread out to dry in the area designated by the family, Aunt Sun went home.

At that time, at the Sun family, Sun Baomei was busy in the kitchen with her big belly.

As soon as Aunt Sun came in and saw this scene, she immediately drove her daughter out of the kitchen and told her to find a place to sit by herself, complaining non-stop: "Don't you look at your own body? You have such a big belly, and you still dare to do this? Aren't you afraid of bumping into something...ah, bah, bah, bah..."

As the conversation went on, he blurted out this unlucky word, and Aunt Sun immediately spat several times.

"Mom, I'm fine. I can do all these things."

In previous years, when the family harvested grain, Sun Baomei was responsible for preparing meals at home and then delivering them to the fields.

Now she has changed into a married girl. When she comes back, she is not allowed to do any housework at home. She is really not able to adapt to it.

"If you were like usual, I wouldn't argue with you, but you are now a mother of twins, and you are both going to be a mother soon. You should know the importance of this." Aunt Sun was very firm. She pulled her daughter to sit in the shade under the eaves, muttering, "When your sister-in-law was pregnant, I didn't let her do these things. How could I let you do them? Stay still."

After saying that, he turned around and went to the kitchen to busy himself.

Rice is being steamed in a big pot. The ingredients are also placed on the stove and all have been processed. The vegetables have been washed and the meat bought in the morning has been cut. The only thing left is to put it in the pot and cook it.

Aunt Sun sighed. Her silly daughter had done all the most troublesome and tiring work.

He turned around and glared at where his daughter was sitting in the yard outside, but he didn't have the heart to blame her anymore.

It doesn’t take much time to stir-fry or cook meat. After the rice in the pot is steamed, use two pots together and everything will be done in a short while.

Aunt Sun first served some food out and shared it with her daughter. The mother and daughter ate at home first, then they cleaned up and took the food to the people working in the fields.

This time, Sun Baomei insisted on going to deliver the meal together. Aunt Sun hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

With a big belly, it's good to walk more as long as you don't get tired.

The mother and daughter went out, carrying a basket and a kettle. When they arrived at the field, the people in the village who had come to watch the fun had gone home to eat, leaving only their family members in the field.

Wang Jin and Uncle Sun were threshing rice on a thresher, while Sun Xilai and his wife and Sun Qinglai were harvesting rice in the fields. As for the little kid Sun Lei, he was following behind the adults to pick up leftovers.

Aunt Sun yelled at the top of her voice, "It's time to eat, it's time to eat, stop working, come and eat, take a break after eating, and then work again."

When the people who were working heard the shouting, they put down their work and walked back.

"Oh! Time to eat. I'm almost dying." Sun Lei cheered and ran to the edge of the field.

Seeing his young wife coming over, Wang Jin unconsciously quickened his pace and quickly walked over to take the basket from her hand. "Why did you follow me? Are you tired?"

I secretly weighed the basket in my hand. Fortunately, it was not very heavy.

Aunt Sun saw his actions and felt very relieved. She thought her daughter had married the right man, a caring husband.

"Don't worry! The older you are, the more you should move around so that you can have an easier time giving birth."

It was a first time for the young couple and they had no experience, so after hearing what she said, they took notes carefully.