Age: My Small World

Chapter 9 Going to the Ground
Fan Yuanjie looked much stronger than Yang Jun, and had the potential to become a big man in Lu Province in the future.

With a sincere and honest smile on his dark face, he ran over with a sickle in his hand.

"When I went to your house the day before yesterday, Aunt Li said you were still sick. I was so worried. I went to look for you yesterday, but you weren't at home."

It sounded like a complaint, but one could tell from his relieved expression that he was worried.

"Xiao Jie, be gentle, I'm fine too." Yang Jun shook his arms helplessly.

When the big claws grabbed, one could easily feel Fan Yuanjie's impressive strength. He looked like a good worker, but in fact, after graduating from junior high school, he went to the county town to be a driver apprentice. In the future, he would have the opportunity to become a master driver in the city. This future was much better than digging in the dirt all the time.

If he hadn't come back to harvest the crops during this period, the two of them would not have had a good time meeting.

The difference in size made Yang Jun's address to him sound a little funny. In fact, Fan Yuanjie was really two months younger than him.

"Ah? Are you okay? I forgot." Fan Yuanjie quickly let go of him.

"It's okay. I'll put it back on you when I'm better."

Hearing that he was still in the mood to joke, Fan Yuanjie smiled even brighter.

Then he said:

"Why are you working in the fields now? How about I help you with the work and you go home and rest."

Fan Yuanjie acted very loyal, pounding his chest loudly.

"That's not necessary. I have things to do in the fields."

"But, I do have a favor I need you to do me."

"What are you talking about helping me, Xiaoshan? Your business is my business."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

There really wasn't much work left for him at home, and with his ox-like strength, he could easily sweep a large cornfield every day.

"Well, after you finish your housework, help me go to Xiaoqian Mountain to look for mature wild grass seeds. If there are any, collect some. I can use them."

The small mountain closer to the village is called Xiaoqian Mountain. It is not too high and has some jungle trees growing on it. Since people often go up there, there are basically no traces of animals.

On the other hand, in the distant Dahou Mountain, you can often see wild rabbits running and leaping, pheasants flying, and occasionally there are traces of wild goats, and wild boars sometimes come in groups. It is the favorite place for nearby villagers to go in winter.

Before the crops are harvested, the village will organize a wild boar hunting to prevent the food from being wasted.

Yang Jun got up a little late, and when he woke up he saw that the hunting team had dispersed.

However, we were unable to catch any wild boars during this year's autumn harvest season.

"What are you going to do with the weed seeds?" Fan Yuanjie was a little confused. He stared at him, almost thinking that he was having a seizure.

"I have my uses. Just tell me if you want to help me or not."

Although Fan Yuanjie didn't quite understand, he really had nothing to do when he was free later, so he nodded.

"help."

"Okay, I'll come find you later this afternoon. See you at the old place in Xiaoqian Mountain."

After going down to the fields, Yang Jun truly felt that the work was not so easy.

He didn't even carry a backpack, but just used a bamboo dagger similar to a small dagger to harvest the crops, and he already felt very tired.

It is difficult to pull off the ripe corn, so this bamboo dagger came into being. It can easily tear off the outer skin of the corn on the somewhat dry corn stalks. With a casual pick, the heavy restraints are peeled off, and a whole yellow corn comes into view.

Then pinch the tail and bend it, and the corn will fall off.

Of course, if necessary, you can leave a few pieces of outer covering on the tail to tie two corns together so that they can be dried on the pole. This is why many corns can be hung on the wall in TV dramas.

After all the corn is peeled, what remains is to cut the corn stalks one by one and tie them together to form corn piles similar to tents. This way the corn stalks can be protected from heavy rain and can be taken home and used as firewood.

Yang Jun, covered in sweat, leaned against the ridge to rest. He took out the kettle he brought with him and called his mother and two sisters, "Mom, sisters, you should take a break first and drink some water before continuing." There was a trace of fatigue on everyone's cheeks, and as the sun gradually rose, a blush bloomed.

Her face wasn't white to begin with, so it probably wasn't obvious, except for Yang Jun, whose complexion was more obvious.

"Baby, are you tired? If you are tired, take more rest."

Li Xiaohua repeated these few words over and over again, but her concerned look remained unchanged.

"Mom, drink water."

Yang Jun just smiled and didn't answer. After realizing the hard work involved, he wanted to finish the work as quickly as possible to prevent his family from suffering every day.

The more he worked, the more relaxed his mother and sister became.

Fortunately, Yang Jun had spiritual water to recover, otherwise it would have been difficult for him to hold on.

After one sip, all the fatigue seemed to disappear completely.

This was because he added some spiritual water to himself, otherwise there would be no such effect at all.

It’s not that I’m unwilling to give the same amount to my mother and two sisters, but this special effect is too amazing, and I’m really afraid of scaring the three of them. Anyway, drinking the water in the kettle is enough to restore my strength.

"Xiaoshan, I found another pole for you."

When his second sister came over, she handed him a corn stalk.

He took the water bottle from Li Xiaohua's hand and took a sip.

"Thank you, second sister." Yang Jun didn't dislike anything. He took the corn stalk and started to chew it. It was similar to eating sugarcane, but it didn't have as much moisture and sweetness as sugarcane.

"I feel like I've been drinking a lot more water these past two days, and I feel more energetic after drinking it." The second sister sipped her food and felt her strength fully restored.

"You girl, you just talk nonsense all day long." Li Xiaohua pointed at Yang Yumei helplessly.

"Mom, I think it tastes good too." Yang Hongmei rarely spoke.

Li Xiaohua fell silent after hearing this, then sighed and said, "I'm sorry, my children."

Well, this is quite sentimental.

Yang Jun quickly said, "Mom, I'll go mow the harvested area first. You guys take a break and come back later."

As he said this, he walked over with a sickle.

Cutting corn stalks is actually more tiring than harvesting corn.

After lunch, we continued to work hard, and the most important thing was to carry the full bags back.

It wasn't until the sun was covered by clouds that I realized the afternoon was almost over.

At this time, Yang Jun also stopped like Li Xiaohua.

I stretched and found that I felt a little sore.

"Mom, you guys go home first. I'm going to look for Xiaojie."

Li Xiaohua thought he was going out to play, so she reminded him to come back early for dinner and then said nothing more.

Carrying a sickle, Yang Jun climbed up Xiaoqian Mountain.

The highest point of the mountain is only about 300 meters, and the forest is not particularly dense. Instead, there is a path made by people between the mountains and forests, which can be used to collect firewood.

On the top of the mountain, he saw Fan Yuanjie who had been waiting there.

"Xiaoshan, why are you here just now?"

Fan Yuanjie was chewing a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and holding a cloth bag in his hand.

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