The midsummer wind makes people's faces look like fire. At noon, the corn leaves in the entire lake area are curled up, and most people hide in their houses or under big trees to escape the summer heat. Xiao Cui handed her three-year-old son to her mother-in-law and said, "I'll g

The midsummer wind makes people's faces look like fire. At noon, the corn leaves in the entire lake area are curled up, and most people hide in their houses or under big trees to escape the summer heat.

Xiao Cui handed her three-year-old son to her mother-in-law and said, "I'll go to the ground of West Lake to harvest potato leaves and come to feed the pigs." The mother-in-law said, "It's so hot, don't get heatstroke." Xiao Cui didn't say anything and hurriedly left with a bamboo basket on her back. There is only a field path more than two meters wide in the cornfield. It looks particularly long and deep in this ten thousand acres of cornfield. Xiao Cui lowered her straw hat and walked forward, her face was red with hot red.

"Xiao Cui!" A familiar voice called her, and Xiao Cui looked up. "Brother Da Song!" Xiao Cui looked at the young man standing in front of him affectionately, and then the two couldn't help but crawl into the extremely stuffy cornfield. They hugged each other tightly. There was no wind in the dead cornfield at this time, and sweat quickly wet their clothes. Dasong unbuttoned Xiao Cui's top and said, "Xiao Cui, I miss you so much..." The two of them fell into the cornfield. The whole cornfield was like a green gauze tent, drowning their figures. After a while, Xiao Cui's sweet and tender screams came.

Forty minutes later, they were lying in the cornfield, gasping. Xiao Cui said: "Brother Dasong, let's take a shower in the river and cool down! This dead corn field is so hot that it's so hot." Dasong said: "Okay, go to the south end, I go to the north end, don't let people see it."

So the two of them came to the river in the west on both sides. While no one came, they soaked in water and cooled for a while, washed their sweaty clothes, and Dasong helped them dry. The two of them barely spoke, and then left quickly. Dasong said, "Xiao Cui, come to the shed to work in the evening when it is cold!" Xiao Cui nodded and left.

Xiao Cui is 25 years old this year and is 168 cm tall. Although she is a little fat, she is beautiful and is known as the Little Concubine. Three years ago, he married Zeng Xiang from the ancient village to exchange his brother's bride. Because he was slightly hunched, his nickname was Zeng Tuozi, 36 years old, and he usually works as a bricklayer. Zeng Tuozi's sister Zeng Ying married Xiao Cui's brother Xia Dazhu, nicknamed Xia Tuzi, 38 years old, and drove an hand tractor for transportation. The situation in both families is basically the same, both for the sake of family succession and sacrifice their daughter at the expense of their own daughter.

For the inheritance of this family, Xia Xiaocui and Zeng Ying had to accept their fate, after all, they were rural areas.

After Xiao Cui married into the Zeng family, Zeng Tuozi and his father took turns to watch at home, because their family was afraid that Xiao Cui would run away. Now that the child is three years old, Tuozi's family is relaxed.

Dasong is a 3-year-old from Zuozhuang. His name is Zuo Song, 41 years old. He has been a soldier for several years. His wife died of illness last year. His 9-year-old daughter lives with her grandparents. In 1986, shortly after the reform and opening up, the countryside gradually became richer, and every household was building tiled houses. Zuo Song rented a shed in the ancient village to make cement tiles. The cement tiles are made simple, just one big worker and one little worker. It mainly mixes sand and cement. After putting on the machine, one person takes off the mold and puts the tiles on the outside field to dry. Most of the time is water maintenance

Xiao Cui works for Zuo Song. The working hours are uncertain, and the salary is calculated based on tiles. Each piece of 500 yuan is needed. If you need it, you will work for two hours. If you don’t need it, you can take care of the family and children at home. If you feed a pig, it is suitable for Xiao Cui. Of course, every time I came to the shed to hold the tiles, Xiao Cui's mother-in-law also watched with her child in her arms.

In the evening, after Xiao Cui fed the pig, she went to the tiling shed. When working, Zuo Song said, "Xiao Cui, I will go to Yicha Xuzhou tomorrow to see the fully automatic tiling machine. It will take two days. After I leave, you can take care of the tiling factory." Xiao Cui nodded, and then saw that there was no one around. He hugged Zuo Song and said emotionally: "Brother Dasong, I miss you after you leave!" Zuo Song said, "Be careful, it's amazing to be seen by others!" Then he gently pushed Xiao Cui away.

After a while, someone came to buy tiles. Zuo Song put down his work and talked to the customer about business. Xiao Cui put water on the tiles to maintain them.

Xiao Cui settled the accounts here by tiles. She worked for 6 months in total, received 3,000 tiles, and had a cumulative salary of 1,800 yuan. Xiao Cui didn't receive a penny. Xiao Cui's father said that when the autumn is over, Zuo Song's tiles are pulled when the house is built.

On the morning of the next day, Zuo Song drove the train to Xuzhou early.

Zuo Song knew that his work shed was too small to supply users in three villages and five miles, so he wanted to be a big one. He saw on TV that there was an automatic tile machine in Xuzhou that could produce 2,000 pieces a day, which was more manual than him for one month. After watching it, he made up his mind to go and take a look.

When he arrived in Xuzhou, he only went to the manufacturer. After on-site examinations and current experiments, it proved that technology is indeed productivity. He decided to book a full set of automated production lines. The only thing that made him difficult was that the machine was too expensive and required 60,000 yuan. He calculated that it was only 40,000 yuan, and there was a gap of 20,000 yuan. This was difficult for Director Zuo. On his way back the next day, he went to the Blue Sky Building to buy Xiao Cui a popular dress.

He returned to the factory at around 2 pm. He did not reveal his skirt and saw Xiao Cui and Xiao Cui's mother-in-law enjoying the cool air in the workshop. He said hello and entered his hut. Xiao Cui understood that when it was dark, he was chatting with Brother Dasong. Maybe he was tired, Zuo Song slept until dark. When he woke up, he saw two pancakes and a plate of fried loofahs placed beside the bed. Zuo Song knew that it was secretly delivered by Xiao Cui. He just picked up the pancakes and found a small note that said: Brother Dasong, see you at the old place at 8 o'clock. Zuo Song looked at the time and it was 8 o'clock. He put down the pancakes, picked up the skirt he put in his handbag and hurried towards the old place.

After dinner at night, Xiao Cui handed the child to Zeng Xiang and said, "Cull, I made an appointment with my second sister-in-law from the west of the village to take a bath in Xihe." The honest hunchie took the child and just nodded.

Although the weather is very hot, the moonlight is very bright. By the river in the cornfield, Xiao Cui took off her wet clothes and walked slowly into the river. The milky white moonlight shone on Xiao Cui's fair body, like a white jade man, her slightly fat arms and thighs are like washed white lotus roots. The flowing river kissed her skin. In this quiet cornfield, the moonlight, the river, the beauty... is like a fairyland on earth!