The sound of rain could not cover up the sound of Wang Ergou’s parents scolding Uncle Wang again.

　　The neighbors curled their lips, thinking that the old couple were bullying others again. Why was Uncle Wang’s life so miserable, having to deal with such in-laws and that dead man?

　　Fortunately, the rain was short and stopped soon. Li Da looked at the sun that had come out again, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out. He said, “We’ll start drying the wheat tomorrow.”

　　”I got it, Dad.” Li Zhouzhou wiped the water off his hands, picked up the hot water ladle, and refilled his father’s water tank with water.

　　Li Da is more satisfied with this water jar drawn by Gu Zhao, it is better than a bowl.

　　Li Zhouzhou went into the kitchen again, scooped a full ladle, and went into the inner room to fill it up for his husband who was reading.

　　The next day they started grinding wheat.

　　First, the yard was washed with water, and the ground was left to dry for a while, then the wheat was brought out from the side room and spread out layer by layer. At this time, the wheat ears were still attached to the straw, and they needed to be rolled and pressed over and over with a stone roller to squeeze out the wheat grains.

　　In the whole village, only the village chief and Li Er had cows, so people could save energy and use cows to pull the stone mill. Even if the brothers separated, they still helped each other. Li Er bought a cow, but Li Da never asked to borrow one.

　　Every year I pull the stone mill here myself.

　　This year too.

　　The stone mill is cylindrical, hollowed out in the middle and tied with a hemp rope, which is tied around the waist and pulled to move. Gu Zhao tried it, but it didn’t move.

　　Li Da saw this and laughed. Gu Zhao: “…” Dad, you laugh too loudly.

　　”Husband, your method is wrong.” Li Zhouzhou praised his husband and taught him seriously, “You can’t just rely on the strength of your waist, you have to hold both hands together, try it now.”

　　Gu Zhao followed Zhou Zhou’s instructions and grabbed the hemp ropes on both sides with both hands, while exerting force with his waist and hands, and this time it moved!

　　Moved!

　　He just said that he was not that useless and that he had just been beaten up in the fields for three days before harvesting.

　　How could it be the same as last year!

　　Gu Zhao pulled the rope three times with great interest, and then his father took it away from him. Li Da waved his hand and smiled, asking his son-in-law to go aside. Gu Zhao stepped out to make room for him and watched his father pull the stone mill easily, round and round.

　　Dad, you are worthy of being a man who can carry a 200-pound pig.

　　sharp.

　　Li Da felt that the farm work he did this year was particularly exciting, and he felt relieved. Zhou Zhou had started a family, and his son-in-law Gu Zhao was also a good person, although he couldn’t make a living on the farm.

　　Five days later, the wheat was milled, the husks were removed, the wheat was cleaned, and the wheat straw was tied and piled in the woodshed. It was dried during the day and stored in the grain warehouse at night to prevent rain at night. Batches of grain came in, and by the fifth day, last year’s sacks were not enough.

　　Li Da: ???

　　Li Zhouzhou was also confused.

　　The amount of wheat harvested this year is about the same as last year, but when grinding the wheat and winnowing the husks, the father and son could feel that the wheat ears seemed to be much firmer and fuller this year, so it took them one day longer to work than last year, but they were very happy.

　　These are all food and money.

　　But now there are not enough sacks. These are the sacks that were used to hold wheat last year. Li Zhouzhou checked and dried them in the sun, and they are correct.

　　”Zhou Zhou go to buy sacks, or I should go instead.” Li Da’s heart was boiling. Half of the grain depot and firewood room were still not cleaned up. If the sacks were gone, what about this year’s harvest?

　　Li Da didn’t even dare to guess what was going on. He took the money eagerly and went to the town to buy sacks.

　　Li Da went back and forth without stopping. He bought a lot, and it was night when he got home, and no one in the village saw him. Li Da was very excited, so he took a rest after eating. He got up before dawn the next day, waiting to grind the wheat, winnow the husks, and pack them into bags.

　　The first day, the second day, the third day, the fourth day…

　　Finally finished installing.

　　The entire granary in the side house was filled with neatly stacked sacks.

　　Each big hemp sack holds 100 jin. The family has nine acres of wheat. In previous years, one acre of land produced less than 200 jin, which is about 180 to 190. Gu Zhao calculated it based on 200 jin, which would be 18 sacks.

　　”There’s not that much. In previous years, fifteen or sixteen bags were considered good.” Li Zhouzhou said to his husband with a frown.

　　Gu Zhao smiled and acted coquettishly, “Isn’t it because our family has a good harvest this year?”