The little girl from a farm family has a big wish to make a fortune by farming and picking mushrooms

Chapter 221 Harvesting Corn

"Tomorrow we have to go to the fields to pick corn. This means one less laborer at home. I don't know when we can finish all this work."

Old Mrs. Zhou complained about not being able to work in the fields.

"Mom, just rest at home. You have worked every year, but this year it's up to us youngsters. Besides, we have a donkey cart now, so it's much easier than usual."

Boss Zhou smiled and said that it didn’t matter whether there was one more or one less person.

"Okay, after you break the corn, you have to break the corn leaves. We have so many livestock at home now, and the grass we cut is not enough for them to eat. It's a good opportunity to store some corn leaves so that we can feed them in winter."

"Yes, we know. You should just rest at home. You have been busy all year round. Take this opportunity to have a good rest. Hongyu is about to give birth, and we are worried about working in the fields without anyone watching us at home."

Old Mrs. Zhou nodded. What her son said made sense, and she didn't feel so unhappy anymore.

Early the next morning, Zhou Lao Da took the lead and led his family to the fields to pick corn.

It does take several days to work on ten acres of land.

The adults broke them in front, and the children picked them up in the back, then piled them on the donkey cart to carry them home.

The leaves on the corn stalks are green and thick. It is a good idea to dry them and store them for feeding livestock.

"Sana, be careful. If you get cut by corn leaves, it will be itchy and painful."

Zhou Mingqi grabbed his arm. He had been working for such a long time that he had no idea how many times he had sweated. His body felt itchy and painful.

"Yeah, luckily we are just picking corn, otherwise it would be even more irritating."

With an adult leading the way, these children felt much more relaxed.

Zhou Mingzhi and Zhou Mingjie were responsible for driving the car to transport the corn back home.

Taking advantage of this gap, they cut a path in the field to facilitate the movement of the donkey cart.

It is early autumn now and the weather is not that hot, not to mention that we are in the corn field.

The broad leaves had completely blocked out the sunlight.

Everyone was working very hard. Zhou Mingyuan was running back and forth, panting, looking like a little adult.

Near noon, Boss Zhou asked Zhou Mingqin and her two sisters to go home and prepare dinner. After they broke the corn in front of them, they turned around and collected them.

As soon as Zhou Mingshu entered the door, he saw his aunt peeling corn husks, and Old Lady Zhou was beside her.

Look, these two people who are not mobile don’t even take a break and insist on working.

"You're back. I was just saying that if you don't come back, I'll have to go cook." Old Mrs. Zhou's body was very stiff, and she only moved her arms.

"Grandma, uncle asked us to go home and cook the meal first, they will be back soon."

But what meals would they prepare?!

"There is winter melon in the kitchen. You can stir-fry it. It has already opened. It will go bad if you don't eat it." said Old Mrs. Zhou.

Winter melon counts as one.

I have been busy catching snails these two days, and there is still a lot of snail meat at home, so I can stir-fry it.

The pickled eggs were ready, and Zhou Mingshu planned to get a few to try later.

We also have lard and mushroom sauce at home, and we can make several dishes with just a little preparation.

With a goal in mind, the three sisters took action.

Zhou Minghua also came to help. The little guy sat in front of the stove, looking at the fire in front of him.

Zhou Mingshu took ten transformed eggs and cracked their outer shells, revealing their true amber appearance.

"Saya, are these the eggs you pickled before?" Old Mrs. Zhou was stunned for a moment when she looked at the golden eggs.

This egg is cooked even before it’s even cooked?

"Yes, grandma, this egg is called a changing egg. Do you think the color is pretty?"

This egg is indeed beautiful, but can it really be eaten? It can't be rotten.

"Of course it's edible, and it's still runny." Zhou Mingshu washed one and started eating.

It tastes pretty good. You can just cut it and put it on the plate later.

Seeing her granddaughter eating happily, Grandma Zhou did not stop her. She didn't know where she learned how to eat this snack.

As soon as Boss Zhou and the others came back, they started to pull up a table to eat.

There were some delicious foods on the table today that we had never eaten before, so no one asked any questions and just started eating.

Because San Ya's craftsmanship always surprises them.

This transformed egg is different from the usual dishes we eat. It doesn’t taste like a dish, but more like a snack.

Chewing egg white in your mouth feels like eating jelly, of course, the taste is not exactly the same.

The best part is the egg yolk, which is runny.

Zhou Mingyuan liked them very much and ate several of them.

"I also made another one, which is black in color. I'll make porridge for everyone when it's ready."

Seeing that everyone liked the food, Zhou Mingshu was so happy.

These eggs have a long shelf life, so she will make more after the autumn harvest.

During the autumn harvest, the Zhou family does not take a nap.

After having lunch to relieve their bloating, Boss Zhou and his group went to the fields.

Even the little donkey had its lunch in the fields. The fields were full of corn leaves, and it could nibble on them at will, and occasionally eat one or two young corn cobs that had not yet grown.

We worked until the sun set and then we returned home.

The corn in the yard had already piled up like a mountain. Without taking a break, everyone brought stools over and started peeling the corn husks, hanging up all the husks that could be hung to free up some space.

Liu and Zhu were preparing dinner in the kitchen, while Zhou Mingshu was squatting beside them tying corn cobs together in pairs.

"Grandma, there are still a lot of bugs in the corn. Look, they are all crawling out."

"Of course. What crops don't have bugs? But compared to previous years, there are fewer bugs this year. In the past, they were crawling all over the ground, and sometimes they would crawl onto the bed. In the middle of the night, I felt something moving in the quilt, and when I lifted it up, I saw it was this bug."

After listening to Mrs. Zhou's description, Zhou Mingshu suddenly shuddered. Is it so disgusting? !

It was already dark after dinner, but the three Zhou brothers still had no intention of going back to sleep.

Under the bright moonlight, they were still peeling corn husks, with their aunt and mother beside them.

This means... you're not going to take a break?

Seeing them like this, Zhou Mingshu didn't want to go back to the house so early. It was very boring to stare at the roof alone.

So I found a small stool and sat there to work.

Then listen to a few adults chatting.

The most talked about is the war between Daliang and the Gentiles.

Perhaps because Sanshui County is relatively close to the border of Daliang, the folks here pay special attention to the battle situation.