Chapter 0568 Taste the sweetness of mortals

Wang Xiuzhi's corn field, in the middle of the endless corn field, Xiuzhi's mother, worked, quite strong to press the eyebrows, wearing a big yellow and white straw hat on her head, wearing only a coarse white coat on her upper body, and her lower body was a navy blue pants made of cloth woven by Dong's sister-in-law, a thin leather belt, and tied the gown in the pants.

Because the women of the village have to bend down to harvest corn, their two braids droop, and even the faded red head rope stands out in the sun.

The golden boy saw that the faces of the village women were red from the sun, and the beads of sweat were dripping down, they held a long sickle in their left hand, and a white handkerchief was tied to the wrist of their right hand, and while holding a handful of corn in their left hand, the sickle in their right hand had reached the corn root, and the sound of "brushing" was continuous, and the rhythm was extremely fast.

In Daijiazhuang, Xiuzhi's mother is a famous corn harvesting knife, a hundred-meter-long corn mound, cut from one end to the other in one go, without a straight waist.

Throughout the corn field, the villagers started a silent competition, and Hidee's mother rushed to the front, which made the golden boy deeply proud of Hideeda.

In every household, young and middle-aged people harvest corn in front, the elderly and teenagers, bale corn in the back, some put "grass kidneys" (straw ropes beaten with grass), some are responsible for holding a handful of corn across the ground together, and the elderly with slightly greater strength bundle the corn into a sturdy corn bundle with a diameter of about half a meter, after the bundle is done, the ear of corn is facing upward, and the corn bundle is firmly established when it is poked on the ground.

Corn bales one by one. Standing in a row in the fields of cut corn brings the joy of harvest to the farmers.

The golden boy also participated in the corn harvest, and under the influence of the villagers. Soon he was a good corn harvester among the teenagers.

At this moment, as a young peasant, he picked up the sickle and tried it, feeling that his action of harvesting corn was much more rusty than fighting with the ancient golden spear, but with a little bit of fairy power, this kind of labor. It's still easy, of course, the golden boy will not rush in front of the country women.

In another field next to Wang Fangfang's family's corn field. The slender, round-faced girl with a straw hat, pink gown, and black trousers suddenly caught the eye of the golden boy.

At a young age, she is concentrating on putting the "grass waist" on her slender shoulders. carried dozens of "grass kidneys" more than one meter long. One by one, she bent down to smooth it out, and when it didn't go well, she bent down to smooth it out.

On her feet, she was wearing a pair of brown-red plastic shoes, and several of the plastic strips on the front of the shoes were broken, which she had sewn with red thread herself.

She is the apprentice of the golden boy. Twelve-year-old Goranlan.

Goranlan's actual age is six years younger than the golden boy. And when the golden boy appeared in the form of a young demon, he was only one year younger.

After graduating from primary school, Goranlan dropped out of school.

It's not that her family can't afford her to go to school, but that this naughty little girl in the village really doesn't want to study.

At Goranlan's house, the golden boy saw the stationery that Goranlan had when he went to school, a piece of eraser, and a few study books, but he kept them in his schoolbag.

Whenever the golden boy opened the exercise book and looked at the paper on which Goran was not doing his homework well, but drew some kittens and dogs holding his feet, he felt bad in his heart.

The iron pencil case that could not be covered, Goran has also kept it, and it is one of her collection items.

The golden boy knew that although Wang Ling, the sperm child, had always wanted to be good with Golan Lan and wanted to be with Golan in a different way, what Goran really liked in his heart was his young master.

...... At this moment, when the golden boy looked at Goranlan, Golanlan didn't notice that the golden boy came to the cornfield next to him because he was concentrating on herding the grass waist.

"Goranlan......" the golden boy called softly.

"Hey, it's you, Master, why are you still working!" As soon as he spoke, there was a naturally seductive sweet smile on Goranlan's face, and his ruddy little mouth opened, revealing white and delicate teeth.

"Oh, don't I help everyone every day?" said the golden boy.

"Oh, yes, Master, come and help my family work, if you have a salary, then do you harvest corn or bundle corn?" asked Goran with a smile.

She probably thinks that the golden boy is her master and should help her family with the work.

"I, I'll help Xiuzhi and Wang Fangfang's family harvest corn first, and then go to help your family bundle corn, Xiuzhi's family and Wang Fangfang's family have two acres of corn field, which is actually not enough for me to cut alone. ”

As he spoke, the golden boy put down his sickle and began to put grass kidneys in the cornfield, just like Goranlan.

"Why didn't Grandpa Ge come to harvest the corn?" asked the golden boy.

"Oh, my grandfather is in charge of the melon field, and last night, my grandfather said that he would pick some melons today and sell them to the villagers who are harvesting the corn. Goran Landau, speaking of the word melon, subconsciously stretched out his small tongue and licked his tender lips.

There is a folk saying that the first month is big, and the third year old is old, which means that the child who is born can judge what he will be like when he grows up at the age of one month, and what his life will be like when he is three years old.

Goran is now twelve years old, and she can do farm work, judging from her physical condition, the heavens are also coming, and a discerning person should see what the future of her life is.

However, how can the simple ordinary villagers pay attention to this, even her parents will not see what kind of person their daughter will become in the future.

"Master, do you want to go to my grandfather's melon field to have a look?" asked Goran with a glittering saliva on the corner of her small mouth.

The golden boy thought for a moment and said, "Of course I do." ”

"Well, my grandfather served a good melon field, the melons are big and sweet, and now everyone is tired, he sells melons to everyone every day, and the price is fair, everyone praises him. ”

The golden boy heard Goranlan's thoughts, so he turned his head and looked at a field in the east of the village, where Ge planted melons.

"Master, if you want to go, let's go now. "Golan Landau.

When Goran said this, he subconsciously also set his eyes on the melon field in the east of the village.

The golden boy said: "Well, Lan Lan, of course it's better to go with you, but no, I still have to put my waist, you go first, I'll go to you as soon as I put my waist." ”

Golanlan glanced at the golden boy and said with a smile: "Okay, you work first, I'll wait for you in my grandfather's melon field, and I'll leave the sweetest melon for you to eat." ”

Goran said hello to his mother, who was harvesting corn in the field, and then turned and walked towards the melon field.

Golan Lan didn't harvest corn, but went to the melon field, his mother was naturally a little unhappy, but there was no way, his mother's favorite child, and now Goran had become the apprentice of the powerful demon worshiped by the whole village.

Watching Golanlan walk towards the melon field from afar, the golden boy silently thought, Golanlan, a little beauty, the sun is so hot, why can't she tan her little pretty face!

The golden boy helped Wang Fangfang's family finish their work and also walked to the melon field.

As he walked, the golden boy thought of Xiuzhi, Wang Fangfang, and Pea, and it would be nice if they enjoyed the joy of such a bumper harvest like the villagers.

The golden boy opened his eyes and looked at the cornfield of the Pea family, that is, the royal patriarch's family, but her family's cornfield was empty, and it seemed that the demon royal patriarch no longer cared about the crops.

The golden boy was moving fast, and in a moment, the melon field was almost there, and in the distance, the golden boy saw that Ge was bent over, and he was busy in the melon field.

This is an irregularly shaped melon field with a total of more than two acres, and I don't know how he got busy.

In addition to serving the melon field, Ge also has to get up early and rush to accumulate fertilizer at night, use a big shovel to shovel the turf on the roadside into a pile of ground, and then use a small cart with a side board for bulldozing to push the turf into their own pigsty, and spread a layer of turf every three or five days, which not only improves the growth environment for the pigs, but also pours the pigs on the turf, and the pig feces and pig urine and the turf are mixed together, and on hot days, the turf is quickly fermented and becomes a very good organic fertilizer. It is the use of such fertilizers that makes melons particularly sweet.

Walking to the edge of the melon field, the golden boy saw that in the whole field, the melon seedlings were growing vigorously, the leaves were green, covering the ground, and the melon seedlings were bearing attractive melons.

There are more than a dozen varieties of melons, melons with flower skins, melons with white skins, crisp melons, and noodles melons, with different varieties and different sizes.

Golden boy's favorite food, is a kind of smallest melon, flower skin, broken by hand, melon pulp is yellow-green, melon seeds bright red and red, this called "melon egg" variety, the sweetest and most fragrant, a bite, sweet from the mouth to the bones.

"Master, are you really here? Come here, eat a melon, you can choose which one you want to eat, and pick whichever you want. As soon as Golan looked up and found the master, he straightened up and said to the master.

The golden boy hasn't enjoyed this kind of melon for many days, and this is a melon grown by Lao Ge himself.

The golden boy walked into the melon field, stretched out his hand to pick a melon first, it was the size of a big nest, the dark green skin had yellow patterns, and there were thin burrs near the melon handle, this small burr was a bit like the short fluff on the root behind the ear of the little Lori.

The golden boy first used the nail of his thumb to cut a slit on the button-sized drum on the top of the melon, and then held the melon body with both hands, and pinched it hard, and the melon cracked, revealing the very attractive golden melon pulp and the silk with white seeds in the middle, which was sweet and juicy.

Golden Boy's favorite thing to eat is this shredded melon, which is more delicious and refreshing than the juice under the tomato plate. (To be continued......)