Just two days after August 15, early in the morning, Wang Zhengguo struck a gong to inform his father and fellow villagers to prepare for the autumn harvest.

The Wanglou Brigade has a total of 12 production teams, and each production team is allocated land and is only responsible for the farm work of its own production team.

Therefore, Wang Zhengguo first assigned the task of harvesting and cultivating the crops on those lands and the livestock in the cowshed to each production team, and the captain of each production team was fully responsible for the affairs of the entire production team.

The Lu family belongs to the seventh production team, and the captain is Wang Dachun, the eldest cousin of the wind and snow.

Wang Dachun has followed his father to manage the affairs of the production team since he was a child, and he has already experienced it over the years, skillfully arranging for Lu's father and a few old people of similar age to drive the livestock to the rolling field, and then arranging people to repair the cellar of the production team, and then arranging the rest of the people to cut sweet potato vines in the field and transport them to the cowshed to spread out and dry.

The sweet potato vine is dried and is the feed for the livestock in winter.

Mountain sweet potatoes ripen early, grow well, and are planted every year in the summer, and are collected before the frost falls.

Growing food is more important than food rations, and it is related to the next year's crop.

Isn't it because the first year was either drought or flood, and the crops were not harvested, so they did not grow grain and could not plant the next season's crops, so that there was a famine that has lasted for almost three years?

Spring sweet potatoes are now harvested to make room for wheat.

At the beginning of the autumn harvest, it was not particularly busy, the students did not have a holiday, and the men, women and children who did not go to school were all in battle.

Wind and snow are no exception.

Because of Lu Jiang's thousands of instructions before leaving, and Lu's father secretly entrusted him, Wang Zhengguo had already reminded Wang Dachun, so he arranged a light job for Feng Qingxue to record his work, and at the same time counted the number of grain harvests, and people who could not read and could not be responsible for this job, but gave Wang Dachun a ready-made reason.

In the entire Wang Lou Brigade, except for the people of the Lu family, only Wang Zhengguo is literate among all the tenant farmers, and even the descendants are not illiterate, but the people of the Lu family do not belong to the seventh production team, except for the Lu father's family.

Wang Dachun arranged it for his cousin, but not for his two younger brothers and sisters, and others were quite convinced.

Of course, the main reason is that Feng Qingxue is studying medical skills, which makes them awe-inspiring, and at the same time, Wang Dachun said that because Feng Qingxue does not work and does heavy work, there are only six points of work a day.

What is the division of work? The lifeblood of the peasant.

At the end of the year, the distribution of food and money depends on the amount of work, who does not regard work as a treasure? Both men and women are eager to go out early and return late to earn 12 points a day, but unfortunately the highest amount of work they have here is 10 points a day, which is called full work.

Feng Qingxue carried the basket on his back, took the three children who did not go to school to the field, passed by the field on the way, that is, the place where the grain was dried, Lu's father drove the mules or cows, horses and donkeys, pulled a stone stone with a wooden frame, and turned the mill round and round, the field slowly became flat, Lu's father carried a dung basket in his hand, and reached over to catch the dung pulled out by the mule!

Others, like Lu's father, are driving the livestock, while paying attention to whether the animals poop or not.

The wind and snow didn't dare to look at it much, and when they arrived in the field, most of the people arrived, including Wang Zhengguo and his family, and even Wang Jiao, who was usually the laziest, went to work, wearing a big hat and pulling his trouser legs.

"The autumn tiger is very powerful, I can't tan my thin skin and tender meat." Wang Jiao squeezed her eyes towards the wind and light snow and said.

Qingxue smiled, in fact, most of the people wore hats, some new and some old.