After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

Seeing that Ye Lao San was a little unhappy, Ye Qing suggested, "Uncle San, other people in the village raise chickens and ducks, but not as many as my family does, and they are not worth selling in the city. Now the vegetables in the vegetable garden are edible, you can collect them and sell them in the city to make some profit."

Ye Laosan was very excited. He used to be a peddler, so doing business was the best for him. He used to be busy with the farmland at home, but now he was almost done with it. He would continue doing business after the busy farming season.

Ye Laosan took Ye Qing aside and talked about business for a long time. Ye Qing also gave a lot of suggestions, and Ye Laosan became more confident about making money.

"Is everything ready at home? The wheat harvest is coming soon." Old man Ye asked his two sons first.

"Dad is ready, just waiting for the wheat to ripen." Ye Laosan just came back from checking on the fields.

"I also went to check yesterday afternoon. The second brother's wheat is almost ripe, while the third brother's will take a few more days." Boss Ye also spoke up.

"Brother, let's harvest together this year. We'll harvest whoever's crops ripen first." Ye Laosan expressed his thoughts. The weather is changeable, so he will feel at ease only after receiving the crops home.

"Okay, let's do it this way. Wheat takes more than one day to ripen, so this won't waste time."

After a few people discussed it, they accompanied Old Man Ye to drink a few glasses. Seeing that his children were getting along well and their life was prosperous, Old Man Ye unconsciously drank two more glasses.

A few days later, the wheat in Ye Laosan's family was ripe. Aunt San and grandma stayed at home to cook, while everyone else went to the fields to help.

Taking advantage of the cool morning, everyone pushed their carts, took sickles and a pot of water, and went to harvest wheat.

Old Man Ye parked the car in the shade at the edge of the field, took out a sickle and went to the field to start cutting.

The three brothers of the Ye family also chose a piece and lined up to cut forward. Ye Dalang, Ye Erlang and Ye Sanlang also each chose a piece and bent forward to cut forward.

Ye Qing watched several people bending over, holding the wheat stalks in one hand and using the other hand to pick up a sickle and start cutting. In a short while, a gap was cut in the wheat field.

Although harvesting wheat looks simple, it is actually very tiring. You have to bend your waist and legs all the time, hold the wheat stalks with your left arm, hold the sickle tightly with your right hand, cut the wheat, and then turn your body to put it behind you.

Zhou and Shen grabbed a handful of green wheat stalks, tied the wheat ears together in a knot, twisted them into a rope, tied them into bundles as thick as buckets, and then stood them upright on the ground.

Ye Qing and several other children followed behind with baskets in their hands, picking up the missed wheat ears. Farm children picked up wheat ears when they were young, and helped in harvesting wheat when they grew up.

The scorching sun was burning the earth, there was no wind in the wheat fields, and my body was irritated by sweat and wheat rust.

Ye Qing was wearing a hat and was a little breathless due to the heat. His body was covered in sweat and his clothes were covered in sweat stains.

Ye Qing felt a little sorry for his family. He was so tired just from picking wheat ears, and they had to bend over to cut wheat, which was even more tiring.

Ye Qing took the water he brought and gave it to his grandfather first, then the others shared it and drank it. The water in the pot was almost empty.

Everyone sat on the straw to rest for a while, then picked up the sickles and started cutting again.

Ye Qilang was still young and loved to play. While picking wheat ears, he also picked horseradish to eat. When he found something sweet, he would share some with Ye Qing.

"Pheasant eggs, there is a nest of pheasant eggs here." Ye Dalang looked at the pheasant nest in front with sharp eyes.

"Let me take a look. Let me take a look." Ye Qilang put down the basket in his hand and ran over.

Ye Qing also came over, and the two counted and found that there were eight pheasant eggs. They had eaten breakfast early and were now hungry.

They took the pheasant eggs to a piece of land near the water, cleared the grass around them, and then lit a fire to roast the eggs and eat them.

The children stopped picking wheat ears and waited to eat eggs. When the eggs were cooked, each of them had half an egg, and Ye Dalang also got half.

After they finished eating the eggs, they picked up the basket again and started picking up the eggs. This time they looked more carefully, hoping to find a few more pheasant eggs.

At noon, the sun was scorching the earth. The hot weather made people feel suffocated, as if they were in a steamer.

"Dad, come up and have a rest. I brought the food." Wei stopped under the shade of a tree with her load on her shoulder.

Several people in the field came over, washed their hands in the river, and sat under the shade of the trees to prepare for dinner.

Ye Qing's face turned red due to heat. He took a few sips of water before feeling better.

Wei first gave each person a bowl of mung bean soup, then took out some cold cucumbers, fried some meat, brought more than twenty duck eggs, and baked some leavened pancakes.

Everyone sat on the floor and wolfed down the food. In such a hot day, cold dishes were the most popular.

After dinner, they sat for a while and then went to harvest wheat. Boss Ye was worried about Old Man Ye's health and advised him to take a rest.

"Dad, don't cut the wheat anymore. Take a break. You can use the ox cart to carry the wheat home later."

Driving an ox cart is much easier than harvesting wheat. Now that we have pulled the wheat back, we can still dry it in the sun for the whole afternoon. Ye Qing also went back with them. He needed people to spread the wheat and watch the birds.

There were already several families drying thresh in the village threshing ground. Ye Qing and his sixth and seventh brothers were working together to harvest the wheat straw, spreading it evenly on the ground and turning it over every hour.

"Qingya, your family has also harvested the wheat. When I passed by yesterday, it was still green." Aunt Hua, who was spreading wheat at the stall nearby, asked curiously.

"Aunt Hua, it's not my family's wheat, it's my third uncle's wheat that's ripe. How much has your family harvested?"

"Your uncle's family planted a few days earlier, so it's normal that the crops matured two days earlier. My family has already harvested an acre of land. Qingya is really capable. She joins the work at such a young age."

"Aunt Hua, I just picked up some wheat ears. I didn't do anything. Your brother Yong is really amazing. When I came here, I saw that he was harvesting wheat very quickly."

"Your brother Yong is already a grown man. How can he eat if he doesn't work? Qingya, your family raises so many chickens, ducks and geese. Can you take care of them?" Aunt Hua chatted without putting down the work in her hands.

"We can take care of it. We can all take care of it. Aunt Hua, I remember your family also raises chickens, do you sell the eggs?"

"I want to sell it, but it's too little. It's not worth the trip to the city."

"In a few days, my third uncle's family will collect chicken and duck eggs. If you have a lot saved, you can sell them."

"Qingya, your uncle is really buying it. How much is it?" Aunt Wang, who was sitting nearby to rest, couldn't help but join in the conversation.

"Aunt Wang, the price will definitely not be low. If you have any at home, bring them here. I also want vegetables."

After hearing this, the two of them started to think about it. They couldn't finish the vegetables at home, and they would go bad in a few days due to the hot weather. It would be good if they could sell them and get some money to buy salt.

Aunt Hua finished turning over her own wheat and came to help Ye Qing. "Qingya, my wasteland is full of green vegetables. Please ask your uncle to go to my house first to harvest them. They are absolutely fresh."

Ye Qing agreed without hesitation just to attract business for his uncle.

After Ye Qing spread the wheat, he couldn't straighten his back, so he just lay down on the wheat stalks to rest for a while, as he still had to harvest the wheat in the evening.