Chapter 81: Glutinous rice

One day before the National Day, the school organized all students to go to the autumn harvest. This is the tradition of the school. It is said to let the students understand the hard work of the peasant uncle, remember not to waste food.
There are two poems on the wall in each class.
On the afternoon of Wuhe, the sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey.
In spring, a grain of millet is harvested, and in autumn, it is harvested. The farmer is still starving to death.
This is the famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, Li Wei, but Feng Yu, who likes history, knows that Li Wei wrote these two poems, but it was for the emperor's favorite, so as to promote him. After the promotion, Li Wei recovered his nature and became extremely poor. He never ignored the suffering of the peasants.
Although Feng Yu didn't have much affection for Li Wei, these two poems are indeed known to women and children.
Sitting in the bus borrowed from the school, it took more than two hours to come to a farm on the north side of the ice city. It was only one hour away from the farm where Feng Yu’s home was located.
This piece has a corn field. Feng Yu’s school is responsible for cutting the corn, peeling the corn cobs, gathering them in a pile, waiting for the tractor to take them away.
Now the main crops in Longjiang are wheat, then soybeans, and there are very few corns, otherwise they will not let them come so far. This is already the nearest corn field that the school can contact.
In the three grades, the total number is more than 500, and the class is divided into classes. The school distributes the sharing areas of each class.
More than forty people in a class can get so much corn. If it is on the farm, five people can finish it in less than a day. In Feng Yu’s opinion, the students’ interest is quite high, and it seems that they all did the same as the autumn tour.
However, some students complained that the family was originally a farm or a rural area. They did not work at home, but they were forced to smash corn.
Feng Yu and Wen Dongjun and so on, because they are students from the farm, they are more skilled in farming than those in the city. The teacher also arranged for them to cut the corn with a sickle, and the remaining students gathered behind the corn.
Wen Dongjun, a very bullish cow, is so fast that he will be far ahead.
"Look, how fast the buddies are, how many of you are like, slower like a snail." Wen Dongjun smashed his sickle on his shoulder and looked proud.
Feng Yu shook his head, this idiot.
"Dongjun, you didn't find that you are the fastest one to cut corns for everyone? Even high school students are not as fast as you are, you don't want to think about why?"
Wen Dongjun scratched his head: "Why?"
"Because the land is so much, you cut the corn, do you see other students licking the corn in the afternoon? That is, the faster you do, the more you do! You think the teacher will praise you, or the classmates will I admire you?"
Wen Dongjun was dumbfounded. It turned out that no one else was slow, but others were deliberately lazy. He looked back and looked at the students who were sitting on the cornstalks and licking the corn. They all chatted more than they worked. After a long time, he was a stupid boy!
"Hey, learn from us, do it for a while, stand for a while, or you can sit on the corn pole to rest. If you really continue to do this, it will highlight that we are lazy. Do you think this is good?" Feng The patience of the patience of the East Army’s teachings, where did the kid’s usual spirituality go?
Wen Dongjun did not say anything, sitting on the cornstalk and starting to rest. In a short while, he couldn't sit still, he didn't do anything, he didn't even have a chat, and sitting too boring.
Seeing the corn pole, Wen Dongjun came up with a good idea.
Feng Yu saw two thin corns that were still green. He cut it with a sickle, cut off a piece of skin, left the part with the juice in the middle, bite it down, and the mouth was full of sweet water.
There is sugar cane in the south, and there is something like corn and sorghum in the north, called sweet rod. The size of the fingers is as thick as sugar cane. If the corn stalk grows slowly, the rain is enough, and the sun is less, the next piece will leave a few sweet sections.
Feng Yu used a sickle to cut off the bite of his own, and then peeled the two corns, and held it in his hand and walked toward Li Na.
"Thirsty, eat some sweet rods."
Feng Yu handed the one he had tasted to Li Na, while the other one was taken away by Li Na’s girl at the same table. This pile of corn only Li Na and fat girl two, now other students do not dare to play with Li Na, not because the fat girl said that Feng Yu's family is a black scorpion, and Li Na was frustrated by Feng Yu.
Li Na once hesitated, but this age of careful thinking, how to fight Feng Yu forty years old mind. A few words let Li Na dispel doubts, the two are still as good as before, and the feelings continue to accumulate.
Li Na took a small bite and slowly chewed it in her mouth, her eyes became a crescent, showing a happy smile.
"It's sweet."
"Hey, what a sweet rod is a simmering smell, and a little bit of sputum." Fat girl spit scum, while dissatisfied with the complaint.
Feng Yu calmly said: "Maybe you are not lucky, this is only a glutinous rice bar, not a sweet bar, it is normal to be unsweet."
Li Na looked at it and smashed the sweet rod in her hand and then divided it into a fat girl. The fat girl took a bite with care, her eyes suddenly brightened, and it was really sweet!
"You cut this off, half of one." Li Na handed a piece of corn on the left hand to Feng Yu, she saw Feng Yu's lips seem to be a bit dry.
"I can't move, you eat, I cut the glutinous rice in front, I can definitely find it."
Li Na insisted on handing the cornstalk to Feng Yu, at least one bite. Feng Yu is preparing to take a bite out, especially the place where Li Na bite.
"Who? Who beat me?" Feng Yu turned his head in anger and looked for it. When he was about to bite, he felt that the back of his head was hit by something.
"Ha ha ha, how, brother's homemade glutinous rice 弩 how? So far, all of a sudden hit the back of your kid's head!" A few meters away, Wen Dongjun hands with a corncob homemade bow 弩 proud Looking at Feng Yu. Just hit the head of Feng Yu, it is a small piece of corn.
Your sister, you have two goods, and disturb the good things of Laozi!
"Is it a glutinous rice? I look at your approval, or the corns I throw!"
Feng Yu bowed his head and picked up the corn stalk that the fat girl threw. He broke the piece and slammed it to Wen Dongjun. Wen Dongjun retired while fighting back. Feng Yu smashed the corn stalk into small pieces, and the pieces were smashed in the past. Today, you have to learn the lesson!
Li Na saw Feng Yu smashing a corn stalk into a small piece. Then I thought that Feng Yu said that he couldn’t move, and then he planned to take a bite. Her face was red.
PS1: Li Wei is not a good person, the official voice is not very good, but the poetry is still very powerful. It is said that this goods like to eat chicken tongue, a plate of chicken tongue dozens of chickens, people can afford! PS2: Thanks to Zhang NB, thank you for the Shadowmoon Month, thank you for the fugitive rat, and thank you for the two rewards of the snake~, the new book list is still thirteen, and you need to recommend the ticket. The book above has stepped on us for two weeks. How can he be willing to blast?