On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, early in the morning, just after dawn, the villagers gathered at Lao Ganbang's house. Wang Zhong, Niu Dadan, Ma Renli, Three Monkeys, Blind Lao Yin and all those who were close to Lao Ganbang came to the house.

When they came over, Lao Ganbang rode a borrowed donkey, wore new clothes, and hung a piece of red silk. Wang Zhong took out a suona from nowhere, and Niu Dadan took the gong and beat it all the way to Jixian.

The town is gone.

Jixian Town used to be called Jixian Village. Last year, Jixian Town was established with Jixian Village as the center. A market was set up next to it. The market is held every five days. From Maixiang Village to Jixian Town, it covers a total of 20 miles.

Looks like, it only takes more than an hour to walk.

The county seat is a little further away. Starting from Maixiang Village, it takes more than two hours to get there just by walking.

The fourth Han family is located in the middle area of ​​Jixian Village. The Han family is a common surname in Jixian Village. Early in the morning, the fourth Han family also gathered in the yard.

Wang Zhong also officially met Lao Ganbang's daughter-in-law Han Chunmei. She did look exactly as the matchmaker said. Not to mention how pretty she was, but Zhou Zheng was about the same height as Lao Ganbang. She was wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket that was not new and old, and had two combed hair.

She has braids, broken bangs on her forehead, and a thick cotton coat that can't hide the bulge on her chest. From a glance, she looks very childish.

Laoganbang can't hold a banquet, but it's okay to invite the people who are helping to pick up the bride together with a bowl of wine, a few large white steamed buns and scrambled eggs.

After all, this is a big day.

Early the next morning, Wang Zhong had just baked a stack of scallion pancakes and placed them in the grate. The polenta in the pot was almost cooked.

"Wang Zhong! Wang Zhong!"

Wang Zhong was just about to start eating when Niu Youdao's voice came from outside. Wang Zhong opened the door and saw that Lao Ganbang and his newly married wife Han Chunmei were standing side by side in the courtyard.

"What are you doing in the cold weather? Come in, come in!"

"You two arrived at just the right time. The scallion pancakes that have just come out of the pot are hot! There is porridge in the pot! You two can serve it yourself." While he was talking, Wang Zhong had already taken out two sets of bowls from the cupboard against the west wall and placed them on the table.

The couple came forward.

"No, no, no, we just came after breakfast!" Lao Ganbang waved his hand and refused: "Chunmei and I came here because we wanted to thank you. We don't have anything good at home, so Chunmei just wanted to give it to you.

You make a pair of shoes to express our gratitude to you."

"I really want to thank me, so come over and help me!" Wang Chong smiled and gave the two of them a scallion pancake: "Taking advantage of the current slack, let's make more windmills and earn more money.

It’s spring these days, so we’re quite busy.”

Lao Ganbang said: "I'm here just to help you!"

"Then don't be polite to me and eat more! You can't work without energy!"

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The well-known Lao Ganbang in the village actually married a wife, which made the remaining old bachelors in the village envious.

Even Wang Zhong couldn't help but lament that his life was the most nourishing among all the ten miles and eight villages. He had been a monk for more than a year. It was time to find a woman to cook and wash for him.

Make the bed, fold the quilt and warm the bed.

The most important thing is that the true energy in the body has become more pure and powerful recently. Coupled with the extraordinary energy, even if I meditate for two hours every day to practice breathing and breathing, so that I can have a clear mind and no distracting thoughts, I can still

After a night's rest with strong energy, the body will always react involuntarily.

Who should I look for? There are only a few decent-looking girls in the village, and Qiao Yue is definitely not good enough. This girl is too lazy. From the original novel, after she married Niu Bingdao, she only slept in and painted her eyebrows all day long. How can she live a good life?

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Yang Deng'er is not bad, not only in appearance, but also in character. Most importantly, she is diligent and can return first, but this girl's heart is now tied to Niu Dadan.

Wang Zhong would never give in to a woman at will, and would rather stay alone if he didn't have one.

In his spare time, Wang Zhong went to the county and bought a dozen jars, cleaned the radishes collected in the field, and made them into pickles.

Radish is full of treasures, not only the fruit can be used to make pickles, but also the stems and leaves, which have a unique flavor.

Although Wang Zhong is not picky and can accept tastes from all over the world, he comes from a spicy-loving place like Sichuan and Hunan, so the pickles he makes naturally include chili peppers.

Wang Zhong didn't grow many chili peppers last year, so he only had enough for himself. Fortunately, there was a seller in the county who sold dried chili peppers. Wang Zhong bought them, stir-fried them, chopped them into pieces, and sprinkled them with a little salt and soy sauce.

Pour hot oil on it and the aroma of the chili pepper will be fully stimulated immediately.

While drinking a little wine, I mixed the slightly sour pickled radish with a little oily chili pepper, and the taste was amazing.

In the real world, this is what Wang Zhong's uncle loves most.

As time goes by, the weather gradually gets warmer, and the wheat in the fields gradually turns green.

Spring has begun and we need to apply fertilizer and water. The manure has already been soaked. Under Wang Zhong’s suggestion, several people from the mutual aid group renovated their huts last year.

The straw and other things that have been prepared are lettuce together.

Spring irrigation begins about seven or eight days after topdressing. This year's rainfall is quite sufficient. It rained continuously for seven or eight days just after spring began. Although the water level of the Maixiang River has not risen much, the wheat growth in the field is quite gratifying.

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Rainwater alone is definitely not enough. In the absence of fertilizers, if wheat wants to grow well, spring irrigation is essential.

Before the spring irrigation, Wang Zhong had led his people to carefully inspect the water tanker, the overturned tank, the weir pond and the irrigation canal several times from beginning to end. The water tanker and the overturned tank were made of good materials, and there were no problems, except for the waste in the irrigation canal.

Some areas needed to be repaired, but the villagers worked together and cleared all the irrigation canals in less than half a day.

Several weirs and ponds were filled with water early, and as time passed, spring irrigation began.

Seeing the continuous water flowing from the irrigation canal into the ground from top to bottom, the villagers also had bright and simple smiles on their faces.

A few months later, during the summer harvest season, a picture that was completely different from other fields in the village appeared in the field of Wang Zhong, leader of the Second Mutual Aid Group.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I saw a square wooden box half covered with an oilcloth held up by rattan. Behind the oilcloth was a device similar to a bicycle seat and pedals.

Driven by gears and chains, Ma Renli sat on the pedal, holding the armrests with both hands, and stepping on the pedal with both feet. Mrs. Jin Hua and Han Chunmei took turns holding handfuls of cut wheat and placing them on the half-covered oilcloth.

In the cloak, the finished straw was piled aside in a short while.

Wang Zhong, Lao Ganbang, and the Three Monkeys were cutting wheat in front and had already opened a passage in the golden wheat field. After Ma Renli and the other three had cut a row each, they started to pull the threshing machine to perform the threshing work.

Already.

"Sister-in-law Jinhua, this thresher is really easy to use!" Han Chunmei just got married at the beginning of the year. She often hears her husband talking about the thresher, but this is the first time she has used it.

Mrs. Jin Hua smiled and said, "It's really easy to use. It's much easier than using a flail."

"That's right! Don't even look at who designed this!" Ma Renli, who was stepping on the pedal, also said with a smile.

Compared with cutting wheat under the sun, the job of stepping on the thresher is much easier. Ma Renli only needs to step on the pedal at a constant speed and wait until all the wheat nearby has been threshed, and then help Jin Hua and Han Chunmei to pull the thresher.

Just push the thresher forward.

"Our Captain Wang is really awesome!" Han Chunmei exclaimed.

"No!" Mrs. Jinhua said with a smile: "There are windmills, threshing machines, water trucks, and irrigation canals. I have never seen anyone as capable as our team leader in my life!"

Han Chunmei also smiled and said: "I haven't seen it either!"

"None of us have seen it!" Three Monkeys and Lao Ganbang, who were immersed in harvesting wheat not far away, also stood up and said.

Han Chunmei had only been married to Lao Ganbang for a few months, and she wasn't someone who liked to visit her. People in the village hadn't recognized her yet. Now she only had a good relationship with Mrs. Jin Hua and Xiao Zhuan, who often came to visit her, and she only had a good relationship with Yang Deng'er.

Some are worse, let alone the rest.

The main reason is that there are not many women of similar age left in the village. The village is like the Three Monkeys, and there are a lot of bachelor men who can’t get enough to eat.

"Sister-in-law, our captain looks very kind-hearted, why does everyone call him Big Chong?" Han Chunmei asked curiously.

"Didn't my sister ask who is the head of your family?" Sister-in-law Jinhua asked.

"I know this!" Ma Renli replied impatiently.

"I also heard what my father said. I just went to Peiping that year, and it was autumn plowing at home. For some reason, my old scalper suddenly went crazy and ran rampant in the fields, injuring several people. No one dared

Go up, and then Wang Zhong stood up and rushed towards the crazy old scalper alone!"

"Ah?" Han Chunmei was trembling with fright. A crazy old scalper could kill him.

"The old scalper also ran forward and bumped into it. Who would have thought that Wang Zhong did not dodge or evade, but directly hit him head-on. He grabbed the horns of the horn with both hands, pressed the cow's head, and withstood the crazy old scalper.

He was pushed four to five feet away, and when he stood firm, he threw it hard, and the eight to nine hundred kilogram old scalper was knocked to the ground by him."

Sister-in-law Jinhua's eyes were widened, with shock written all over her face.

An adult scalper only weighs eight to nine hundred pounds, or about a thousand pounds at most. People who can knock down a cow are rare, but not impossible, but those who can restrain a crazy old scalper are Han Chunmei.

Never heard of it.

"This is too awesome!"

"Isn't it?" Sister-in-law Jinhua said, "So after that, the villagers nicknamed him Big Chong." The so-called Big Chong is a tiger. In the eyes of these people, the most powerful animal is the Big Chong.

A tiger.

"Don't just chat! Check whether the bucket is full of wheat. If it is full, fill it up first." Ma Renli said anxiously.

"How can you be so fast?" Mrs. Jinhua looked at Ma Renli and said with a smile, "You are not too weak to pedal, are you?"

"How is that possible!" Ma Renli immediately retorted with a frown on his face. How could a man admit that he was weak, especially in front of a woman: "I am strong."

This very different scene was like a big ink dot on a piece of snow-white rice paper. The villagers in the fields nearby couldn't help but look this way when they took a short break to catch their breath.

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In just over an hour, Wang Zhong and the others had cut all the wheat in more than an acre of land. Ma Renli and the two women took turns pedaling to thresh the wheat. Needless to say, Ma Renli's body was indeed a little weak.
To be continued...