A fire flashed on the other end.

Song Qingyun jumped down in a panic and ran away.

The climate is dry and the wind is strong, so what he is most worried about is the fire.

When he got closer, Song Qingyun was dumbfounded.

I saw a dozen villagers burning incense to a land god and bowed: "Master Land, protect our village from sunny days and rainy days in the past two days, and bless our village's food to take back home smoothly."

The shrine of the Land God was built for less than two years. It was not big, just one foot square, and was embedded in the rocks.

The farmers' aesthetics are really beautiful. The Landlord just puts a piece of yellow mud into a person's shape and wears a piece of red cloth on his body.

Song Qingyun was amused and complained: The land father-in-law doesn’t care about the movement and spreading the clouds. Chen Changqing had worshipped the Kitchen God before. If they were in charge of the weather, they would still have the Dragon King, the Rain Master, and the Feng Bo to do? It can be seen that the power of the gods in the Heavenly Court is really chaotic and needs to be rectified.

There was also the charlatan Lee wearing a dirty gossip clothes, holding a plastic mirror in his hand and jumping non-stop.

He jumped, and the villagers prayed louder: "Grandpa, please bless our whole family to be healthy, make a fortune and make a fortune."

Well, the Land Lord has started working as a pharmacist Buddha and the God of Wealth again.

The villagers said again: "We must also bless Secretary Song with good health, wealth, and wealth. He is a good person and a good person will be safe all his life."

Song Qingyun was very moved and left quietly.

The next night, Song Qingyun continued to suffer from insomnia.

On the third day, he still had insomnia, and he was a little confused day and night.

The harvester worked on the last day on the third night. After all the difficulties were over, I just shivered.

It’s not so wonderful to see the night sky tonight. Not only are there no stars, but even the moon doesn’t know which brother-in-law’s house to go to.

Song Qingyun was completely energetic and worried that the three brothers would get into trouble because of fatigue driving, so he simply ran to the ground and stared at him while playing with his cell phone.

I finally managed to survive until dawn and finally finished my work.

The three brothers' daughter-in-law had already prepared breakfast and asked Song Qingyun to come and eat.

It was still dark, and the harvester was waiting for a while, and the fields were pitch black, with only two battery lights on.

Song Qingyun is very eloquent. In the past few days, not only have he gotten along with his three brothers, but also with those three wives. Everyone is like old friends who have been around for many years.

Today they stewed a large pot of beef, at least ten pounds.

The way to eat is also very simple, just boil it in water and then dip it in salt and chili noodles.

Everyone was hungry and had a happy meal.

The harvester boss asked Song Qingyun if he was married.

Song Qingyun replied that no.

I asked if I had a girlfriend, but the answer was still not.

The boss kept holding strange meat and handing it to Song Qingyun's bowl, saying, "Eat more, it will be good for you."

Song Qingyun thought the meat was weird, a bit like beef tendon, very swelling, but it smelled good, so he ate it hard. Finally, he asked what it was without any thought, and I went to buy some stew afterwards.

The sister-in-law smiled and said, "The boss is trying to punish you, this is a bullwhip. How could you, a boy, eat so much, be tormented?"

The other two wives were so happy that they squirted out all the beef.

Song Qingyun screamed: "Brother, are you harming me? You said you are doing it for me?"

Boss: "You just don't understand. When you are young, you have to eat this kind of tonic and lay a good foundation. This is called maintaining the foundation! Only by laying a solid foundation can you withstand the tempering of life."

He finally added: "Women are tigers."

The third brother: "The work of Xinlian has been completed, and the wheat in your village has been collected. I am tired, so tired."

After the words fell, his head tilted and he fell into the pile of wheat grass, making a hearty snoring sound.

But the boss lowered his head and vomited a lot.

Song Qingyun was shocked and was about to ask, the eldest daughter-in-law said, "Don't worry about him, he is tired. He drinks tea and smokes too much. He is drunk, so he can sleep for a while."

Our Secretary Xiao Song was also very tired. When he woke up in the afternoon, he felt that his mouth was full of butter.

After going out for a walk, I was sweating all over. The weather was a little wet and it was sultry and unbearable.

The farmers were still raising wheat, and everyone fell on their faces of wheat shavings. When the sweat came out, it felt uncomfortable.

I saw the red face and a group of young men coming over with towels, basins and shampoo, and shouting: "Secretary Song, are you going to take a shower? Let's go swimming in the pond."

Song Qingyun was in a hot mood and was overjoyed: "Go and go, of course."

When I arrived at the pond, I saw that the dumplings were usually found in it. Men, women, women, young and old, women were all wearing long clothes and trousers, and only one was wearing a bright three-point style. Chen Zhonggui was so anxious that he couldn't help stamping his feet: "How can I wear it like this? Go home quickly, I'm so embarrassed!"

Xu Shuang rolled her eyes: "Old-handsome."

The little girl fluttered a few times in the water, and her heavy makeup on her face faded, and she was pretty. She had developed into an adult, with delicate curves, beautiful and beautiful.

Mao Gen ran over and looked at him with a telescope in his hand.

Xu Shuang touched a stone in the water and threw it over, causing bleeding the little hooligan's forehead.

Mao Gen didn't dare to mess with her. When he saw a bigger stone in Aunt Xu's hand, he was afraid and ran away in panic.

Everyone in the water laughed happily and said, "Xu Shuang is so good, like the people from our Hongshi Village. Where are we? The sky is big and the earth is big and the fist is the biggest! If you don't accept it, just be beaten."

Song Qingyun soaked in the water, breathed comfortably, and asked her red face: "Xu Shuang is still in the village, has she lived for a month?"

"It's been a month since her mother didn't want her. After she got home, she was afraid of seeking revenge from her enemies. She probably had to live here for a while. In fact, I said that Xu Shuang was good for Chen Zhonggui to be a daughter, but first of all, her mother had to marry Chen Zhonggui."

Song Qingyun asked: "How far has Chen Zhonggui and Xu Shuang's mother made?"

"I don't know, I still have to be rich. As long as Chen Zhonggui grows the grapes well, he will be worried that he will not be able to find a woman once the conditions are improved."

"How are your cattle raised?"

"fine."

"You have to raise cattle and grapes well. You have to develop rural tourism. In a year, I promise to make the village change a lot. Xiaoxiao, you will have to get out of singleness at that time."

Red-faced: "What kind of woman do I need for this disease? Isn't that harmful?"

A villager swam over: "Secretary Song, the weather forecast says it rains today, why didn't I see it?"

Someone said, "The weather forecast for our city W is not reliable. Isn't there a saying that: Open the window to see the weather station of City W."

Forecast the weather? Yes, let me open the window to see what kind of weather is outside.

"Haha, haha!" Song Qingyun laughed out loud. By the way, Xiao Yang, who took the civil service exam with me, isn't he a cadre at the city meteorological station. That kid is still a major in "Power Meteorological". He will be embarrassed to meet him next time.

The water in the pond was too cold. In a moment, Song Qingyun couldn't stand it. He hurriedly applied soap and washed it and returned to the village office.

He was still worried about the weather, so he waited until the last family's new wheat was dried into the warehouse that night before he lay down to sleep.

When he woke up, it was noon the next day.

The long-lost rain fell, and the Hongshi Village, which had been dry for a winter, was shrouded in a rain curtain.

Everything is quiet, just the ticking sound of rain falling from the eaves.

Gong Xiaoxiao, wearing a straw raincoat, led three calves and walked slowly around the other end, forming a fresh pastoral landscape.

He... was probably walking around?

Looking back on the passionate days ago, it is like a dream.

"The wheat harvest is finally over, it's perfect!"

Song Qingyun raised the glass cup high, inside it was the green tea brought to him by my mother. Every shot and flag was as green as this spring.

"Work for labor!"
Chapter completed!