Chapter 1022: Carrying the Fish in Daoxiang (2 in 1)

　　 Holding this grain of rice in his hand, which was obviously much larger than the previous grain of rice, Han Chengle couldn't speak from ear to ear.
　　 Such a change is not obvious when it is placed on a grain or a few bags of rice.
　　 But if you put it on this large paddy field, you will know how gratifying such a change is!
　　 In the early morning when the air is fresh, the morning mist has not completely dispersed.
　　 Some orange lights and shadows appeared at the sunrise in the east. It was very warm and gave a lot of momentum for the coming sun.
　　 Standing on the edge of the ridge and looking far away, you can see that among the slices of rice, there is a bright water channel flowing slowly.
　　 This canal has endless water all year round.
　　 An early waterfowl with a long neck stands on the edge of a bright water channel, lowers its head continuously, extends its long neck, and inserts its mouth and part of its neck into the bright water channel.
　　 After inserting it for a while, he raised his head again, raised his neck and opened his mouth, swallowing the fish and shrimp he caught in his stomach.
　　 With its movement, a splash of water was taken up, rolled down the smooth and slender neck of the water bird, and landed in the canal, splashing the starting point with ripples.
　　 This action lasted for a long time, and suddenly there were other changes.
　　 This long-necked aquatic bird who stretched his head to catch fish and shrimps on the edge of the ditch did not know if it had eaten the wrong thing and had indigestion.
　　 It just took the head and part of the neck out of the ditch. At the throat of the long neck, there was a mass of things surging upward.
　　 Then the fish and shrimp that had just been eaten were spit out in lumps, and fell into the side channel, making circular ripples.
　　 Some of the fish and shrimps that were just swallowed have not died yet. They were free from the restraints. They quickly shook their tails and ran away. They went into the channel and disappeared. They moved extremely quickly.
　　 Xiong Youer, who was standing not far from Han Cheng, saw this scene in his eyes.
　　 I couldn't help but feel sorry for this long-necked water bird. After trying hard to eat here for so long, now it all vomited out.
　　 Maybe I even throw up a clean meal overnight.
　　 Such an act of eating without vomiting too much, of course, makes the bear who cherishes food very much feel sorry for the ears, and feels worthless for this long-necked water bird.
　　 It's a pity that Han Cheng didn't have it, because at this time, all of his mind was attracted by the ripe rice in front of him.
　　 "Open the sickle!"
　　 Han Cheng, who had a sickle in his hand, inspected the rice fields one by one, and determined that there were those pieces of rice that could be harvested, shouted at the crowd, holding the sickle, and went down the ridge into the rice field.
Most of the water in the rice fields has been released. The fish that were sown in the rice fields in spring have grown up a lot. They are swimming in the shallow water, and they are very attractive. .
　　 The temperature in early autumn is still very high, and the water is not cold at all.
　　 Han Cheng, who had bare feet and rolled up his trousers, stepped on it, feeling soft and very comfortable.
　　 The place where he went to the field is one end of this rice field.
　　 After finding a good location, he held the bronze sickle in one hand and the heavy rice in the other and began to harvest.
　　 On the delicate grindstone, the sharply ground sickle slashed across the roots of the rice held in the left hand, and at the same time it made some noise, the rice was cut off one after another.
　　 After cutting a handful, Han Chengcheng put the handful of rice he held aside, and then re-held a large handful to continue harvesting.
　　 This kind of noise alarmed the fish living in the diving, shaking their tails one by one, swimming quickly toward the place where there was no movement.
　　 Han Cheng is working, and the rest of the people are not idle either.
　　 As he finished saying this, everyone who had already prepared here in Jinguan City became busy.
　　 The same man who rolled up his trousers and took off his shoes, with full of enthusiasm, went down into the paddy field with bare feet, bent over and did the same job as Han Cheng.
　　 Some people thought the clothes on their bodies got in the way, so they just stripped them off, swaying sweat with their bare backs.
Most people have a deep and joyful smile on their faces, and some people, without saying a word, just keep pulling the sickle in their hands, cutting the rice again and again, moving quickly. .
　　 There was a rush of energy in their hearts, as if a fire was burning.
　　 I want to harvest all these mature rice quickly, and store them in the granary after they are dried.
　　 With the work of everyone in the Qingque tribe, large tracts of mature rice began to fall to the ground.
　　 "Moo~"
　　 The bull pulling the cart, craned his neck and screamed, the cute and cute calf ran back and forth beside it, like a happy one.
　　 Sometimes, he would get under the mother's body, seem to be extremely naughty and eat a few bites of the food exclusively for it.
　　 After eating for a while, he would stop, tilting his big head and looking at the busy members of the Qingque tribe not far away, with a wave of pride.
　　 In the paddy field, someone harvested piles of rice, and put them neatly on the shore.
　　The person holding the mulberry fork in his hand scooped up the rice with a wooden fork and loaded it on the ox cart that was parked on the side.
　　 One fork was pressed against the other, and it was neatly installed.
　　 It can't be done without neatness.
　　 Loading a car is a technical job.
　　 People who don’t know how to load cars, the crops they put out are not only easy to slip off the car, but they don’t load too much.
　　 The same car of crops, one car is not as many as others’ three cars.
"what!"
　　 A cart of rice is installed and tied with a thick rope from above, so that the person in the cart will force the wooden fork in his hand into the rice on the cart, leaving only three thin prongs.
Then from standing in front of the cart, holding the reins on the cow’s nose, caged the cows to prevent the cows from walking around, influencing people to load the car, took the cow’s reins, then shouted, led the cows, and used the ox cart, Walk along the built dirt road towards the scene outside Jinguan City.
The scene of 　　 was constructed earlier.
The grass on 　　 has been cleaned up long ago, and it is very flat. On the scene where it is rolled with stone rollers, there are no such things as small stones, which is very suitable for food.
When you came to the scene, let the child with the cart come to the front to cage the cow, and the adult in the cart to turn to the back of the cart, pull out the mulberry fork inserted inside, and untie the rope tied to the cart. Then the wooden fork was inserted into the horizontal surface of the crops on the cart, and with a strong push, half of the crops fell from the cart.
　　Unloading trucks like this is extremely efficient...
　　 The children of the tribe are not idle either.
The older minors also joined the hard-won harvest with their sickles. The smaller Qingque tribesmen, some of the adults who followed the cart, caged cattle and carts, and some were in the ground. The scattered rice was picked up.
In the time when doing these things, there will be some children who will be attracted by the fish swimming around in the rice fields and start to catch them. They will soon be rewarded. The little guys covered in mud and water, their mouths closed.
　　 The sky is blue and extremely high. The autumn sun shines from the sky, shining on the land of the Qingque tribe Jinguan City.
　　 will be a happy and busy harvest scene, set off even more joyful and lively.
　　 It seems that even the air is filled with a comfortable atmosphere.
　　 A little bit of time passed, and the day was over in a blink of an eye.
　　 The sun set, leaving behind thousands of miles of clouds.
　　 The water on the ground reflects the clouds in the sky, and for a time there is a magnificent color everywhere, making people confused about where is the sky and where is the underground.
　　 The tall and thick exterior wall is basically the completed Jinguan City, and there is this plume of cooking smoke rising.
　　Because there was some cool breeze, there was not too much smoke that just rose up, and it quickly spread.
　　 The faint smoke drifted away with the wind, and the air around Jinguan City was filled with a good smell of fireworks.
　　 These are the women from the Qingque tribe who came back earlier, making fire and cooking in the tribe, making food for them and the rest of the people who have been busy for the day.
　　 Near the Qingque tribe shrouded by the clouds in the evening, people who did not return to the tribe accelerated their movements and worked quickly here.
I want to take advantage of this last light, in this extremely comfortable time, to drive out a lot of work, and every time when the twilight is about to go home, I start to bite the grass. The same as cattle and sheep.
　　 "Come on!"
　　 After a while, the sky became more dim, and the sky became darker.
　　 There are children who have been ordered by the primitive women who have been able to cook in the tribe. They rushed over and told the busy people that the food was ready and that they could eat.
　　 Han Cheng carrying a sickle, straightened up when he heard the words, and yelled loudly.
　　 The people who got the order stopped their movements one after another, gathered the tools and prepared to return them.
　　 Han Cheng, who had been busy for a day, squatted on the edge of the canal, washed his hands with clean water, and then took up the water to wash his face well.
　　 There is some warm water in the coolness, and it falls on the face, which makes people feel very comfortable.
　　 After washing his face well, he washed his arms, feet, and legs again.
Then he led a sickle and shoes in one hand, and a few five or six fishes strung together with straw rope in the other. With bare feet and trousers rolled up, he headed toward the tribe where the faint fragrance of rice came out under the night. Go.
　　 After everyone left, the rice field became quiet.
　　 But this silence did not last too long.
　　 After a long time, frogs croaked.
　　 At the beginning, there was only half a sporadic sound, but after a while, the sound became louder.
Han Cheng, who had already walked to the threshing ground in front of the tribe, turned his head and looked back after hearing the sound, smelling the fragrance of the rice piled here after the harvest, a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind Poetry-the fragrance of rice flower says good harvest, listen to the sound of frogs.
　　 He smiled, paused here for a while, then continued to walk towards the tribe.
　　After a day's work, it is certain that there is some physical fatigue, but the whole person feels very comfortable.
　　 From the heart to the outside.
　　This kind of comfort makes people feel relaxed and fascinated.
　　 After dinner, he cleaned again, and Han Cheng turned around and came to the outer wall of Jinguan City.
　　 looked towards the rice field.
　　 The rice fields under the curtain of night are not very quiet. Apart from the sparkling fireflies that flicker high and low like stars, there are some other fire lights that move along the ridges and around the rice fields.
　　While moving, from time to time there is the sound of a gong.
　　 Whenever the gong sounded, the croaking of the frogs, which had been connected in one piece, would completely quiet down.
　　 It was as if in an instant, they were all choked around their necks.
　　 These fire lights, and the accompanying gong sound, were made by the Qingque tribe’s night patrol team.
　　 People living on this land always have to accept many challenges.
　　 is not only a fight with the sky, the earth, and people, but also with all kinds of birds.
　　 Mature rice, growing there, is like a very delicious meal exuding a strong fragrance.
　　 There are so many things, I want to come over and get a share.
　　 In the evening, naturally there will be no birds and other birds coming to peck.
　　 But there are other nightcrawlers running on the ground, sneaking up to pick peaches.
　　Thick and edible things like wild boar~EbookFREE.me~ Mature rice fields are definitely their paradise.
　　 You can lie down in shallow water and take a bath when you are tired.
　　 When the interest comes, you can roll back and forth a few times, get yourself covered in mud, and enjoy the mud bath.
　　 Tired of washing, he got up again to eat some rice, and then arched a few times in the rice field with his mouth and nose, hoping to find some meat to eat.
　　 Under this kind of operation, a wild boar can spoil a lot of food in one night among the troubles of eating.
　　 In addition to the wild boar, there will be other uninvited guests who come to share the millet planted in the tribe.
　　Under such circumstances, it would be strange if the people of the Qingque tribe didn't pay much attention to it.
　　 In addition to digging some traps in some relatively hidden places around the rice fields, in order to catch these damned guys, they also arranged people to patrol the rice fields in groups and overnight.
　　 through the fire and the sound of the gong, to scare those who eat, not let them come.
　　 This kind of thing has already started when the rice is about to mature, and it will continue until the rice harvest is completed.
　　 Han Cheng stood on the wall and watched for a while, then walked down from above.
　　 took the faint moonlight all the way to the gourd shed in the inner courtyard.
　　 The gourd shed he built by himself in the spring has already become extremely lush after the growth of spring and summer.
　　The dense leaves and vines covered the entire shed...