After dinner, it was not completely dark, and the yard was a little brighter. Liu Xiuzhen and Li Wanquan went to the cattle shed to chop grass.

The poverty and savings of farmers in the 1930s were unimaginable to modern people. The Li family only had a tung oil lamp. This tung oil lamp was only lit when the lamp had to be lit. Usually, as long as there was a little light, they would not light it. Even in order not to light it, they would eat dinner in advance. Li Qinglin was unwilling to go to bed after dinner. It happened that he also wanted to learn more about his current life so that he could integrate into the current era as soon as possible, so he also followed him into the cafeteria.

After entering the cafe, Li Wanquan took out an object from his waist and took it into his hand to knock it. Li Qinglin heard a "crack" sound. With Li Wanquan's knocking, sparks shone. Then Li Wanquan picked up a piece of rope-shaped object from the object and blew it. A flame ignited. Li Wanquan brought the flame closer to the wick of the tung oil lamp, and the tung oil lamp finally lit it.

Li Wanquan used the fire-making tool of farmers in this era - the Fire Scythe.

In his previous life, Li Qinglin had never seen a fire-making tool like a fire-making tool. Now that he saw this legendary thing, Li Qinglin really wanted to take the fire-sick to study it, but he wanted to endure it. As a peasant, using fire-sick is a very common thing. If he shows a curious look now, he may reveal the flaws he has reborn. Li Qinglin decided to wait until he has the opportunity to study it quietly, so that it is safer.

Cutting grass requires strength, and reincarnation requires skill. If the grass cutter does not have the strength, the forage will not be easily cut off; if the grass cutter is not well-consistent, the grass cut out is not uniform in length and the animals do not like to eat it. In addition, the grass cutter is still dangerous. If there is no structure, it is easy to be chopped by a guillotine, and even unstable people will be chopped off with their whole hand. Therefore, the grass cutter can only be done well by a cooperation between two people, so the grass cutter will be chopped quickly and well, and will not hurt the hand of the person who reincarnated the grass.

After preparing the forage and the guillotine, Li Wanquan and his wife began to chop the forage. Li Wanquan raised the sharp blade with both hands to nearly upright, and lifted the heels of both feet. At this time, Liu Xiuzhen, who was sitting on the ground, had already sorted out the guillotine and accurately continued the guillotine. The length of the guillotine was not long or short, and it was just right for one finger to length. Li Wanquan pressed it hard, and the guillotine fell down, and the knife fell off the grass, and at the same time made a "brush, click" sound. This "brush" and "click" are the harmonious rhythm of closely matching the grass and chopping grass. Li Qinglin estimated that they chopped grass and chopping grass were as regular as the clocks. Like every time the clocks "click", the sound of chopping grass also "brushed" them, which was neither fast nor slow, and the rhythm was pleasant and rhythmic.

Li Qinglin was excited to see it and said to Li Wanquan: "Dad, you have a rest, I'll take a few beats!"

"Oh, our husband wants to work too?" Liu Xiuzhen jokingly said.

It seems that Li Qinglin was a guy who didn’t like to work in the past. Li Qinglin hurriedly said: “We are from a farmhouse family, how can we not work?”

"As a hard-working person gathers gold, a lazy person loses his family! As long as the farmer's family works hard, they will have a meal to eat!" As he said that, Li Wanquan handed the guillotine in his hand to Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin held the knife handle in his hand, and stood up the guillotine blade like Li Wanquan. He saw that Liu Xiuzhen had continued the good grass and pressed it down hard. It was so strange. Li Qinglin obviously used a lot of effort, but there was still a small part of the grass under the knife. Li Qinglin blushed.

Liu Xiuzhen comforted him and said, "Son, hold high and press hard, don't need a hero to chop grass! As long as you lay it quickly, the grass will be broken. As the saying goes, cut grass for three knives in a single piece of grass, and gain weight without any material. If the grass is chopped well, our mules love to eat it!"

Li Qinglin recalled the action just now. He saw that Liu Xiuzhen's hand was not far from the guillotine. When he got it, he was a little hesitant, for fear that Liu Xiuzhen's hand would be cut. This was probably the reason why he didn't get it well. After finding the reason, Li Qinglin's second knife was fast and accurate, and he could only hear the "swish, click" sound, and the grass under the guillotine was cut off at one and two times.

Labor is the most beautiful, and labor is also the happiest. Li Qinglin is becoming more and more skillful in his movements, and he cuts faster and faster. After cutting for a while, he looks like a veteran in cutting grass.

Seeing that his son became more and more energetic as he worked, Liu Xiuzhen couldn't help but proudly said to Li Wanquan: "No wonder Wanxiang insisted on Qinglin to lead him. The old guy's eyes were more poisonous than anyone else's eyes. One thing was accurate when he looked at people. Look how smart our son was and how neat his work was!"

Li Qinglin said strangely: "Don't he have a son? Why do you want me to support him? What should you do if I support him?"

Liu Xiuzhen said, "This is not a problem. Your uncle came to discuss this with me and your father early in the morning. There are so many things today, and I haven't had time to tell you. Wanxiang and your aunt both said that Qingqi seems to be unable to grow up. If he can't grow up, he can't become a human being. If he can't become a human being, he can't get married. Then the Wanxiang family will be defeated. Qingqi can't count on you. In the future, you can only be the only one in the Li family. You are now sixteen years old. When Sanya grows older, you will be able to make a living. In the future, if you have children, the Wanxiang family will have a family."

Li Qinglin was a little dizzy and said, "What's wrong with me if I have sex with Sanya? What should we do?"

Liu Xiuzhen smiled and said, "We have a saying here, "One family is endless." Our family will marry you. When your wife has a child, our family will have a family. After our family will have a family, our family will inherit our family property. When Sanya has a child, the Wanxiang family will have a family property, and that child will inherit the Wanxiang family's property!"

Li Qinglin used to know that there was early marriage and early childbirth and polygamy during the Republic of China period. He did not expect that he would get married now on the 16th and 17th. This is early marriage and early childbirth, and the two families each married him a wife. This is another form of polygamy.

Li Qinglin had been rolling in a woman's arms in his previous life. Now the more women he has, of course, he will not refuse, so he was secretly happy when he heard this arrangement. But another question arises again. Women are jealous. This is obvious that two wives can handle the relationship well?

Li Qinglin asked again: "If I were to Sanya, would there be any girl who would marry us?"

Li Wanquan, who had not spoken much about adding fodder to the mule next to him, said, "I would rather be a good man than a Lai Han's wife. Our family is becoming more and more developed, and there are so many girls who are interested in you!"

Li Wanquan continued to whisper: "Wanxiang is just too sensible and quick to start! 'One door and two never stop', hum! 'One door and two never stop' should be our brother, your uncle's door cannot be defeated!"

Liu Xiuzhen said: "Do you want to marry Qinglin and take over the vanilla family? Do you have that much money?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence caused Li Wanquan to be very excited. He said a little excitedly: "What's so great? As long as we three people think together this year and work together, our family will definitely make money this year. If our family has thousands of acres of fertile land, a group of mules and horses, and Qinglin has the ability, it would not be difficult to marry him three wives and four concubines! Aren't the rich man in Dalizhuang five wives? Then he is still unwilling to marry more, otherwise there will be more wives!"

Li Wanquan's words aroused Liu Xiuzhen's jealousy. She dragged her tone and said to Li Wanquan: "Yo-yo-yo..., look at you saying so much, I think you want to have three wives and four concubines by yourself, right? You are about to be a rich man. Are you thinking about your own life? Look at my old face is not used to it?"

Li Wanquan has never gained the upper hand in verbal battles. He said anxiously and bluntly: "Aren't I talking about Qinglin? Why are you involved in my head?"

"Don't touch Qinglin, I think it's what you think in your heart." Liu Xiuzhen said relentlessly.

Li Wanquan knew that he would not say that Liu Xiuzhen was not allowed, so he quickly changed the topic: "Qinglin, wait for the money for tung oil to be sold in a few days, and take back the money for buying cotton pads. We should ask someone to tell you a wife!"

Li Qinglin is thinking about polygamy. If there are really several wives, there will definitely be a large group of children. With so many people, we must first solve the problem of eating. If we solve the problem of eating, we must have land...

Li Qinglin was thinking, but suddenly Li Wanquan asked this, and he blurted out: "We have to buy land first!"

Building houses, reclaiming land, and raising livestock are the simplest ideals of a farmer like Li Wanquan, so he certainly has no objection.

Liu Yuzhen said: "Qinglin, if you really want to marry a wife for you, we have to work hard this year, and at least we have to earn another twenty oceans to complete. Now that you spend money on marrying a wife, why should we use to marry a wife? Besides, we can't buy a little land with the twenty oceans we have in hand!"

Li Wanquan also said: "In recent years, land prices have been rising in recent years, and no one is willing to sell land. We have a good land that is good for drought and flood, and at least thirty acres of good land, and a good irrigated land of 20 acres, even our dry land needs ten acres. We only spent money to buy two acres of dry land to plant, and we can't sell the grain that can be fed in autumn. Then, will we keep all the money going to the bottom? When will we come back?"

Li Qinglin said: "I'm not saying that I'll spend all my money on buying land. If we can find someone to buy wasteland that can be reclaimed, our family will make some efforts this year and mature land. In this way, buying land will not cost much money, and there will be rewards in autumn. If the year is good, maybe we can earn the money for buying land in one year."

Li Wanquan thought about it and thought of the deserted hillside at the east end of the village. His eyes lit up and he said, "Zhong! Our Qinglin is better at brains!"

While talking, the forage had been chopped and the mule had been fed. After washing and rinsing, the family went to bed.
Chapter completed!