The moon that night was very round, and the soft and clear moonlight shed on the earth, as if putting a silver gauze on the mountain village.

  The sound of firecrackers in the village one after another, dogs barking children to laugh, and fireworks flying into the night sky, the festive atmosphere of happiness is fully displayed in this ordinary small mountain village.

  The mountain breeze is blowing slowly, and the air is filled with the unique smell of oil and gunpowder burning, and there is also the fragrance of mature crops and plants in the world. These flavors mix together to become the holiday smell of a small village.

Qin Shiou went with his father to play the whip. This was a string of 200-sound whips left during the Spring Festival. Father Qin held it in his hand and sighed: "When I bought this whip, I thought, such a long string. Whip, is it reserved for you to use when you get married? I am happier now than you are married, so good!"

   Father Qin picked up the pole, Qin Shiou smiled and took it, and said, "Father, it's time for me to hold the pole. It's time for you to rest."

  Handing the long pole to Qin Shiou, Qin's father lit a cigarette, took a beautiful sip, and then lit the fuse.

  The firecracker fell, making a loud explosion. Father Qin stood at the door smoking a cigarette with a smile, watching Qin Shiou's figure holding a wooden pole high, his face was full of satisfaction and joy.

  Many years later, Qin Shiou will probably never forget this night: full moon, dark night, breeze, firecrackers, smiles on his parents’ faces...

  After eating food, Qin Shiou watched the Mid-Autumn Festival party with his parents. After watching the show, he turned on the computer and started to video with Vinnie. Of course, the tiger, the leopard, and Xiongda were indispensable in the video.

  It has just been completely integrated for less than a week, and the relationship between Qin Shiou and Wei Ni was just like glue. As soon as I opened the video, I saw that there was no one on the left and right, and I blew all kinds of kisses.

  Lord Xiong stood up, holding the back of Winnie's chair with her paws, revealing her hairy round head and staring at Qin Shiou dryly. From time to time, I yell twice. Huzi and Leopard couldn't reach them, and jumped up and down anxiously.

  Qin Shiou greeted them quickly, Nimitz saw Qin Shiou, grabbed Bush Jr. and flew to the large computer desk. Cover the screen tightly all at once.

  Xiong Da suddenly became angry, stretched out his paws to pat the back of the chair and roared, his dark eyes flickered with fierce light, it really smelled like the king of the forest.

  Unfortunately, Nimitz is the king of the sky, so I don’t want to kill him. He turned his head and gave him a white eye. Nimitz used his wings to photograph Bush in front of the camera, so Qin Shiou saw a bird face with cross-brows on the screen.

  This is also no way. The face of the bald eagle is the most serious among the birds. This is due to their curved beaks, raised brow bones and sharp eyes. Of course, the murderous aura developed since childhood is also one of the reasons.

When Winnie saw the tiger and the leopard, she moved away from Bush. Qin Shiou asked why the pineapple hadn’t come in. Winnie smiled and said, “The pineapple is angry. Today I bought a lot of fruits in town. To prevent it from breaking, I I'll share food for them."

   "Yes, isn't this a good thing?"

"But the pineapple was not willing to finish eating. It ate half of it and walked away. As a result, the rest was eaten by Xiong and Dabai. For this matter, most of the pineapple and Xiong broke off. There was no pineapple where Xiongda appeared. Don’t let the bear show up wherever it appears."

   "These two guys." Qin Shiou laughed loudly.

  After talking, Qin Shiou shut down the computer and went to sleep. The Mid-Autumn Festival is over. When the holiday is over, the work in the field must continue.

  The Mid-Autumn Festival is the time when Qin Shiou’s hometown moves corn cobs, and now it has been fully mechanized. Therefore, the burden on farmers is greatly reduced, and harvesters are driven in. When it comes out, the corn kernels and cobs are separated, and the assembly line operation is the same.

  But this year Qin Shiou’s family was in a miserable situation. In mid-September, it rained heavily at home. The geology was not good and there was water on the ground. Now it’s not dried, just like the mud, the harvester can’t go in, so it can only be harvested manually.

  Qin Shiou knew that it was useless to say anything. On the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his father took Qin Shiou to the field to prepare to harvest corn.

  Now the corn stalks are rarely greenish, almost all withered yellow, and each corn stalk is hung with two or three large corn cobs. Qin Shiou tore one open, revealing dense and full corn kernels. This is a good harvest year.

Father Qin stood on the ground with a **** and looked at the crops in the ground with satisfaction, and said, "God is so kind to our family. Look, you are promising. Your sister and your brother-in-law are also doing business now, and the family’s crops are harvested. That’s great.”

Qin Shiou hurriedly used this topic to do his father's work: "Yes, life is better, you and my mother don't have to work so hard anymore. Dad, listen to me, you guys pack the land out and go to Canada to live with me, don't Stay at home and endure the hardship."

  He admitted that these words were deep and profound, but his parents pretended not to hear. His mother picked corn on the cob at the front, and his father chopped the corn stalk with a **** in the back.

  Qin Shiou looked useless, and followed up with a wry smile. He grew up doing these farming tasks, so he is quite handy.

   With a wave of the hoe, it accurately cuts the roots of the corn stalks, and stepped on the corn stalks with one foot, so that the process is over.

   Repeatedly, until the two acres of corn stalks were cut, and finally they had to be **** and taken home and cut into sections with a guillotine knife, so that they could be put into the stove for cooking in winter.

  Qin Shiou is now in superb physique. With a **** in his hand, he straddled a ridge by himself and quickly caught up with his mother's process. Then he turned his head and went to meet his father again.

  The three of them were still working slowly. Qin Shiou saw his parents sweating profusely, so he called his sister and called their family of three over. Of course, the black dog "dumpling" just raised by his nephew Xiaohui is indispensable.

  Sister and brother-in-law are really reluctant. Who is willing to work for young people on a hot day? If his parents were not too stubborn, Qin Shiou would rather not receive these corns than to suffer the crime.

  However, Xiaohui really likes to do farm work, taking dumplings and picking up scattered corn cobs in the ground after running.

  Qin Shiou praised Xiaohui greatly. This is how the child is. The more praised he works, the harder he works. The sister smiled and watched her son work, and then whispered the reason: "This kid was doing homework at home at the time. He hates homework the most, so he works very hard, as long as he doesn't do homework anyway."

There were a lot of weeds in the ground. Xiaohui fell while running. Qin Shiou was about to go up to help him. He got up on his own and patted his hands. The little guy turned his head and looked at Qin Shiou with lingering fear and said, "Oh! Uncle, I was scared to death just now, but fortunately, I didn't fall to death..."

  Qin Shiou rolled his eyes as soon as he heard this, but then, after Xiaohui finished speaking, he sighed like an adult, and said angrily, “Why didn’t you fall to death? You don’t need to go to school if you fall to death, it’s really annoying...”

  Qin Shiou was immediately speechless.

  Five adults, mainly Qin Shiou's hard work, two acres of corn, it took two and a half hours to clean up.

  In this way, take the corn cobs back, peel off the skins and dry them to be able to beat the grains.

&&&&First of all, thank you "I am a thief" for the big red. Children’s Day on June 1st, the cartridge case received a good gift. Thank you, thank you thief, and thank you brothers and sisters who have always supported our fishery. There will be good rewards for the care of the small shell friends, and the good people will live a safe life...

Then, let me explain that this month’s update situation is basically the 10,000-character change every day, but not necessarily five changes. According to the editors, authors, and especially some readers’ opinions, the following chapters will be broken according to the plot, not the number of words. In this way, The chapter with three thousand words is changed to three to four chapters a day, and the chapter with five thousand words is two chapters.

  Well, that’s it. Finally, I wish all friends, big and small, happy Children’s Day! (To be continued~^~)