The October sky in 1'aozi is a more attractive golden color. The sun is high and bright everywhere. Beyond the ears of rice are still ears of rice. Their ripe popping sounds come and go, exuding bursts of fragrant fragrance. The villagers had already begun to swing their sickles

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The October sky in Aozi is a more attractive golden color. The sun is high and bright everywhere. Beyond the ears of rice are still ears of rice. Their ripe popping sounds come and go, exuding bursts of fragrant fragrance.

The villagers have begun to go to the ground to wave their sickles, and the rice ears fall down along their arms, one after another. No matter how sharp the awns prepared from the rice are, they cannot withstand the sickle. At present, the villagers are not in such a hurry to harvest rice as they are in the summer harvest. Autumn harvest does not steal the season. The rice produced from the rice paddy that has been soaked with frost and dew is crispy.

On days like this, women will inevitably appear in this rice field.

Women are women in the col.

When the woman went to the ground, the sun was already high, and the time was too early. She wanted to go to the ground quickly, but on the way back from sending her son to her mother's house, she met a man who had just returned home from a job in Hankou. The woman asked the man in a roundabout way about the situation of the head of the house, but the other person said that he was not sure and did not work with her head of the house.

The woman was very disappointed, annoyance and frustration suddenly appeared on her face. I remember that he was among the villagers who went out together with the head of the family in Chun Shang. How could they not know about it? It was inconvenient for the woman to ask further questions.

My mother's house lives in the next village, not far away. There is a straight road between the two families. The woman leaned her bicycle against the wall and didn't care if it wasn't stable. She even ran straight to her rice field angrily without even wearing a bamboo hat.

A woman is a strong woman.

If the master is not around and there is no helper, a woman will not lose to others even if she grits her teeth. During the summer harvest, she only had a sickle, and her mother-in-law helped her plow the fields and use oxen. Women harvested early rice and then planted late autumn seedlings, and the seedlings were rippling with blue waves. This season, the grains in the fields are not inferior to others. The rice waves are still rolling, and the ears are plump and golden. When she was still a maid in her mother's house, the woman was good at cutting grain and planting rice seedlings. She was also fair-skinned and handsome, so she had the capital to show off proudly.

The woman originally agreed to marry the leader because she liked his skills. The head of the house is a carpenter. It's a pity that these days, rural carpenters are not popular and can't make much money. After the New Year, the woman lets the head of the family go out to earn money. He followed the construction team, and the contractor was a distant cousin of the woman.

My mother-in-law once said that the work of a carpenter is more valuable than that of a bricklayer.

The woman was dancing with her sickle while feeling angry with her boss. If he doesn't go home or say anything, there is no way for men and women to support themselves. But the terrible thing is that their family has not paid even half of this year's withdrawal. The head of the family had already agreed that Mid-Autumn Festival would go home and pay all the money in one lump sum to the village. The IOU written by the woman is still in the hands of the village chief.

However, the woman hopes that the sixteenth moon will be full but does not expect the man to come home. It's October and there is still no trace of him, not even a message. The village department never called him. The more the woman thought about it, the angrier she became. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She waved the sickle in her hand desperately, charging into battle, knocking down the rice ears in front of her, leaving rows of neatly arranged rice handles behind her. The rice field that the woman is dancing on is not that big in the entire Aozi, but the largest one in her family is three or four acres. Yesterday afternoon, the woman began to harvest the largest rice ears in her family. No matter how good and strong the rice ears are, they can't match the energy of a woman to bring them down. The woman would throw all the rice in this field to the ground in less than two seconds. The sun is getting higher and the weather is getting hotter. After one cut, the woman straightened up, straightened a lock of hair in front of her forehead, wiped the sweat from the bridge of her nose, and then bent over and raised her buttocks for another cut.

There are several families in the surrounding fields. The men are carrying the burden and the women are harvesting rice. They are chatting and laughing, chasing each other, and they work vigorously. In the field bordering the woman's rice field, there is a young couple who just got married during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The men were bareheaded and the women were wearing straw hats, waving their sickles side by side along their spines. After putting down a few ears of rice, the man would pinch the woman... Hey, no wonder they just got married, how could they not be clingy?

Who do women chase? Women chase themselves. She had to put down the remaining rice ears before lunch, and she had already agreed that her husband would come over in the afternoon to help her carry the burden.Not only that, she also wanted to sell the rice in this field at a good price. Some time ago, the village chief had gone to her home several times to collect payment. After the autumn harvest, she completed three payments and five payments for the annual public food and water fees. The woman promised the village chief. You must fulfill your promise to the village chief, otherwise, no one will dare to let you go next year.

The woman immersed herself in the rice fields, only focusing on using the sickle in her hand.

It is said in the village that a woman is clever with her hands, and the good thing is that she can wield a sickle and a sword with both hands, and use them with ease. When the left hand is tired, I switch to the right hand, and the right hand becomes tired and the left hand becomes tired. The woman's temper is faster than a sickle. She keeps using her bow and sickle from left to right, knocking down the rice ears in pieces. A woman really doesn't want to see a young couple acting sticky and coquettish in front of her eyes. Seeing her was upset, her body was scratching like a cat's claws, and she suddenly felt a little melancholy and panicked. She wanted to divert her attention to the autumn harvest. The woman is still angry. During the autumn harvest season, which family doesn’t have men leading the way? But what about the men in her family? The men in her family are still outside... At this moment, the woman even had the idea of ​​sitting on the rice stalk and crying, but she didn't after all. cry.

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Woman At the end of the rice field is a slope (there is still rice field on the other side of the slope), which is much higher than the field. It was once a dirt road, now abandoned. There are only a few bushes of nepeta and wax willow left on the slope. When the woman cut along the ridge to the edge of the slope, she naturally wanted to step up to look at the wind and take a breather, but she saw that there were still several ears of rice in the field that had not been knocked down, so how could she rest easily. He pulled her back and turned her body around, raising her crotch and wielding the sickle. As mentioned before, women are the kind of women who are tall, beautiful, plump and plump. The skin color is also good, ranging from red to white. The woman has taken off her clothes, and a piece of white is exposed in the gap where she bends, which is very eye-catching and provocative. The woman had just gotten up and had not gone very far when she heard footsteps behind her. Behind are densely packed rice piles, which make a squeaking sound when stepped on. The woman became more vigilant, turned her head and saw it was Hu Erniu. Hu Erniu bypassed the willow green on the slope and went directly into the woman's rice field.

Before the woman could speak, Hu Erniu called the woman's name. Hu Erniu said, "Xiangmi, your back is so white that it's dazzling."

The woman said nothing, pulled down her shirt and gown, and continued to wave the sickle. In a short time, Hu Erniu was left behind. Hu Erniu stood there without moving.

Hu Erniu said with a smile, "Xiangmi, even if you pull off your shirt, a piece of fair flesh will still be exposed on your back, hee hee

... The woman didn't say anything, she pulled down her shirt and jacket, and finally put it on The edge of his coat is tucked into the waistband of his trousers.

Hu Erniu stared at the woman with his leathery eyes, and gathered the strands of rice behind the woman into a pile.

Hu Erniu lives in a col with a woman and opens a wine shop in the village. There is a master brewer and a young apprentice in the wine shop, and there is no such thing as Hu Erniu. Hu Erniu just wants to be his own boss and has nothing to do on weekdays. During the harvest season, he often wanders around the fields, trying to collect some millet to make wine.

Women understand Hu Erniu’s character. Hu Erniu will create a string of news wherever he goes. The woman just pretended not to hear, and no matter how much he talked, she would still get him anyway.

Hu Erniu said, Xiangmi, your earth has not been back for almost a year, right? That guy is not willing to leave such a beautiful wife at home. Hu Erniu said, Tu Kui was lucky enough to marry such a beautiful woman like you. Hu Erniu said, "Fragrant rice, I want to buy several thousand kilograms of millet from you." In this col, your fragrant rice has the best ears and the fullest grains. Your millet is the best millet for making wine. The woman finally spoke. The woman said, Hu Erniu, are you stubborn or not?

Hu Erniu’s playful and smiling face. The woman glanced at him. The woman despised Hu Erniu and didn't take him seriously, so she expected him to do nothing.

Hu Erniu said, Xiangmi, he is serious, I want to accept the millet from your rice field. It’s not like you don’t know how much millet our wine shop needs to steam wine in a month.

The woman said, I won’t sell you any of my grains.

The woman knew very well that Hu Erniu did not really want to buy her millet. Hu Erniu is a well-known scoundrel in the village. Whenever he sees a beautiful daughter-in-law, he always wants to get close to her and have fun with her. It’s not just for a few bucks.How could Hu Erniu dare to smell the fishy smell of urine at the end of her butt before the head of the family went out to work? It would be strange if the clod of dirt didn't cut off his legs. Hu Erniu is a year or two older than Tu Kuan, so to speak, he is still Tu Kuan's younger brother who has not been out of the fifth level. According to the common name in Aozili, the woman should be called Uncle Hu Erniu. In Aozi, the wives all call the men's cousins ​​uncle. Hu Erniu used to be so poor that he was so poor, but a few years ago his wife worked in the south to earn some extra money. Hu Erniu, who was as smart as a monkey, took advantage of his relatives who were in the city's alcohol and non-staple food wholesale business to open a wine shop in Aozi. The wine he brewed was not worried about the market, and it was sold within two or three years. After getting rich, Hu Erniu became famous.

Hu Erniu was not the head of a woman who only noticed her after going out to work.

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When the woman married into Aozi, Hu Erniu was already married. Hearing that my uncle and brother were marrying a beautiful woman, Hu Erniu rushed over to have a wedding ceremony. As soon as the woman stepped onto the platform of Hu's house, Hu Erniu rushed forward and took a look. "Wow-..." The bride is indeed a poppy, Hu Erniu smacked his lips. Hu Tuduan is so damn lucky. He has a wife like no other in Aozi.

None of the new daughters-in-law married into the Aozi family know how to enter the bridal chamber by themselves. The bride always shyly stands some distance away from the base of her husband's house, silently waiting for the most powerful man from her husband's family to carry her through the door. In this way, it is not they themselves who come to the door, but the powerful figures in the husband's family who "carry up" the blame. When a woman married Hu Tucheng, her husband's family did not arrange for Hu Erniu to go to the roadside to "carry" the bride. However, as soon as Xiangmi stopped and looked up towards her husband's house, Xiangmi was taken away by a dark man. He picked him up and ran straight to his mother-in-law's house...

The mother-in-law's family couldn't blame Hu Erniu on the big day. Hu Erniu was also the new wife's cousin, so he just hugged her and didn't go into other people's houses. Hug it, it's not like carrying her into Hu Tujue's bridal chamber. Naturally, there will be no fuss in the Aozi. After all, this is a happy event.

When Hu Erniu came out of his new house, he was held down by a group of young people who asked him, "What does the bride look like?" Hu Erniu felt very sweet. Hu Erniu replied that he would understand everything if he asked Hu Tujue tomorrow morning, hahaha... Hu Erniu looked domineering and sour, and left without looking back.

At that time, the woman was pinched, severely, before she even entered the new house. Women are not angry either. On festive days, everyone is happy. It's just that the uncle who "carried" her into the bridal chamber shouldn't be so cruel. Later, the woman soon learned that the man who "carried" her into the bridal chamber was named Hu Erniu. Her husband's family didn't send him any work at all. He did it because he ran forward recklessly because of his passion. When the woman found out, she scolded Hu Erniu in her heart that he was a gangster and deserved to die. For several years, women have not given him a good look. The woman is a typical simple traditional Chinese woman from a good family, so she naturally ignores Hu Erniu's tricks.

However, until now, Hu Erniu has not given up the dirty idea in his mind because of the woman's indifference.

Women are busy harvesting grain. The sun shines on the rice fields and on the women. The fair face of the woman without a bamboo hat or straw hat looked even fairer and brighter in the warm October sunshine. There are few women like Xiangmi in Aozi, whose skin is so fair and tender that it doesn’t even get tanned when exposed to the sun. A person with a white complexion cannot be tanned, and a person with a dark complexion cannot be whitened. Elderly people say that the whiteness of fragrant rice is the real whiteness. The fragrant rice made the girls and wives in the village jealous to death.

Hu Erniu was rolling the grain handles in the woman's rice field, stacking piles and piles, and was very busy. In the rice field, the grain handles that the woman had put down had been stacked into square shapes by Hu Erniu. Array.

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There were a few slight coughs from the other side of Pokan. Hu Erniu had noticed that the coughing sound was an interesting reminder. The coughing stopped, and a man walked out of the willow bushes on the slope. It's the village chief. The village chief is an old village chief. Seeing that it was the village chief, Hu Erniu quickly stepped forward and called out to the old village chief, saying that you, the old man, are here too.The village chief did not jump from the slope into the woman's field like Hu Erniu did. Instead, he walked down the field and stopped at the edge of the rice ears where the woman was wielding a sickle.

The village chief clasped his hands behind his back. He was startled when he saw Hu Erniu, but ignored him. Hu Erniu hit his head and quickly changed his words, "Village chief, this is you, old man." He said and handed the village chief a cigarette. The village chief, who ignored Hu Erniu, still took the cigarette, glared at Hu Erniu, and took a few symbolic steps toward the woman along the field ridge.

Women naturally understand what the village chief is doing.

The woman straightened her back and called the village chief.

The village chief lit the cigarette, coughed slightly, and asked, "Xiangmi, Hu Tuduan hasn't come home yet, what should I do with this year's withdrawal?"

The woman looked at the village chief, paused and said, "Village Chief, I accept it." After collecting the late rice and selling it, he handed it over to Murakami to ensure that he would not be held back. The village chief puffed his cigarette away and said nothing.

Hu Erniu approached the village chief and handed him another cigarette. He also took one in his mouth and lit it with the village chief's fire.

The village chief went to the fields to urge the money to be withdrawn. Not everyone in Aozi was in uniform, and some farmers failed to pay their dues, so the village chief took advantage of everyone being outdoors during the autumn harvest to go to the fields to collect payment. In these days, food is not valuable. If you harvest an ear of rice and sell it at a grain store or a grain vendor in the town, you may not even be able to earn back the cost of farming with all the harvest. Seed pesticides and fertilizers are expected to increase every year, but food prices will not rise. In Aozi, even those who had some connections did not stick to a few acres of responsible land and went out to work to earn money. During the busy summer and autumn harvest seasons, they rushed back to their hometowns from all directions to attack for a while. It can be said that working to earn money while cultivating the land and harvesting rice are both possible.

The village chief urged him to withdraw the money and then walked away to find the next debtor. But Hu Erniu was still squatting in the woman's field, or to be precise, squatting on the side of the woman, just in time to admire the woman's movements of the sickle. Hu Erniu said, Xiangmi, you still owe money to the village. Alas, Hu Erniu sighed, and said, fragrant rice, according to my calculations, even if you take all this rice to the grain store in town and sell it, you might not be able to raise the money. Damn, the farmers’ food is like shit. As he spoke, Hu Erniu exhaled from his nostrils and blew out half of the smoke from his mouth.

Which rice grower doesn’t say this. The woman finally spoke. When the woman said this, she didn't glance at Hu Erniu and said to herself. Hu Erniu knew that the woman was flattering him. Hu Erniu strikes while the iron is hot, talking about fragrant rice. I have seen all the late rice in the col, and I value your rice. The ears of rice on your land are smooth and the grains are full and pale and yellow. I am sure it can be brewed. Good wine.

The woman just bowed her waist and used the sickle, and the straw was spread out smoothly behind her.

Hu Erniu said with concern, "If you are not at home with fragrant rice and clods, who will help you carry the burden? Otherwise, I will help you find a threshing machine. It can be removed in a few seconds, and it will be easy for you." Women have no time for him. The woman always maintained a charging posture, and the sickle in her hand drew arcs one after another, shining brightly.

Women don’t know when Hu Erniu left.

The woman was a nimble woman after all. At noon, she put down all the rice ears in the rice field and borrowed a cart to pull the rice handles back to the rice field in front of the house. The woman originally planned to wait for her father-in-law to help her carry the burden after lunch, but she was afraid of the sudden change in the weather. If the weather changes, the handfuls of rice that have been put down on the ground will become messy and spread all over the entire rice field without being washed away by the rain. It will be difficult to harvest and pick them up, so how can we make a good farm?

The women piled handfuls of corn from the fields on the field in front of the house, creating a scene of a bumper harvest. The woman thought, could such a piece of rice from the threshing field be exchanged for the IOU in the village chief's hand? The woman was really not sure, unless all the grain from the threshing field was sold to Hu Erniu. The millet Hu Erniu harvested was higher than the price at the grain store in town. Hu Erniu had plenty of money and didn't care about the small change. At this moment, she really wanted to run to Hu Erniu immediately and ask him if he would buy her millet.

The woman also thought of several good deeds Hu Erniu had done this year. A few heavy rains in the spring knocked down several adobe houses in the col to Lin. With the mobilization of the village chief, Hu Erniu donated 1,000 yuan to each of the houses that had been demolished. , just take out 6,000 yuan in one go.At this time, the woman started to compare her boss with Hu Erniu from the bottom of her heart. How could a clod of dirt compare to Hu Erniu? Hu Erniu opened a wine shop in the village and was very tough.

The woman's nose was also sore. Looking at the grain handles on the rice field, tears flashed in her eyes. The woman hurriedly got her stuttering supplies and waited for her mother-in-law to come over and help her fight. The woman waited for a while, but she didn't see her husband. The woman has finished all the preparations before the fight, and she has not yet met her mother-in-law. No matter how nimble a woman is, she is just a woman, a woman who is single and weak. Without a helper, she would never be able to do such a difficult job in a rice field.

I didn’t wait for my mother-in-law to come, but the woman waited for Hu Erniu. Hu Erniu really used a cart to pull the threshing machine.

The woman remained silent. A silent woman does not mean that she is not the kind of woman who is unwilling to give up. Most of her actions are crisp and neat. The woman looked first at the road, then at the sky. The woman hesitated for a while. The woman who hesitated for a while said to Hu Erniu, make a price.

Hu Erniu said, I can sell all your rice fields to my wine shop at any price.

After the millet was threshed, Hu Erniu pulled up the thresher and left the rice field.

didn't leave a word. At dusk, the weather was unbearably hot. After the woman collected the grain, it weighed four thousand kilograms. The woman who finished collecting the grains was covered in sweat, as if there were countless ants crawling on her body. The woman decided to take a big bath first, and then go to her parents' house to pick up her son. It gets dark early in October, and smoke is rising from every house in Aozi.

A full moon is rarely seen on October nights. It is often a crescent moon that hangs and then hides away without knowing where it is. There might even be a burst of rain that catches you off guard. The woman fetched a bucket of water from the hot water pot in the kitchen, closed the door to the main room, and peeled off her sweat-stained clothes one by one. The woman sitting in the plastic basin did not rush to pick up the towel and wipe it on her body. Instead, she held her chest with both hands and looked around at the light coming from the cracks in the roof tiles. My son is three years old and he is still so plump. No wonder he always stared at Hu Erniu in a daze whenever he met him.

The room is very dark. However, the place where the woman placed the bathtub happened to be within the aperture of a few bright tiles. Her pink and white color looks crystal clear, exuding an alluring fragrance like ripe spike flowers. While scrubbing her body, the woman not only didn't make any noise, but she was always paying attention to whether there was anything strange outside the door.

What women didn’t want to happen still happened.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door. It's the "squeaking" sound of stepping on straw. The woman became nervous and trembled all over. The footsteps extended all the way to the eaves of the woman's house.

The woman quickly grabbed a towel and covered her private parts, watching the movement in front of the door.

heard the sound of matches being struck, and then saw bright and dark fireworks jumping through the cracks in the door.

Wash it?

The woman was startled. Unable to bear it any longer, he stood up and shouted: You peeked at me taking a shower, so get out of here!

I'm listening to you take a shower.

You scoundrel, if you don’t get out of here, I’m going to call someone!

The woman stamped her feet as she spoke, and the water in the basin splashed everywhere.

Someone was talking outside the door.

The woman in the room jumped with her feet, and the water in the basin quickly splashed clean.

is like a rain...