Chapter 2152 Let Zhu Erhu Help Harvest the Rice

Zhu Erhu asked inexplicably, "Mother, Dr. Sun said that eldest brother is fine, just rest at home, you are still frowning, what are you worried about?"

Madam Zhu glared at Zhu Erhu with a sad face, "You stinky boy, you said it lightly. Didn't you hear what Dr. Sun said? Dr. Sun said, let your eldest brother rest at home these days. .

We haven't finished harvesting the rice in our fields. Your eldest brother is resting on the bed now, so who is going to help harvest the rice? The rice grains of several acres of fields can't be wasted, right? Our family relies on these rice grains for the next year's ration. Otherwise, what can we eat and drink at home? "

Zhu Erhu listened to Mrs. Zhu's words and thought about it too.

Now that the family is separated, Zhu Daniu is the only labor force for the big and third houses.

Zhu Daniu was lying on the bed, and he couldn't count on Mrs. Zhu or Mrs. Qi for the work in the fields.

But there is another man, that is Zhu Sanlu.

It's a pity that Zhu Sanlu was pampered since he was a child. He never did the work in the fields. He raised fine skin and tender meat. Now it is a bit impossible for him to work in the fields and cut rice.

The Zhu family's several acres of land still have to be harvested, and they must not be wasted.

Madam Zhu cried for a while, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes fell on Zhu Erhu, and she said with Zhu Erhu, "Second, you also heard what Dr. Sun said, your elder brother has to rest well now, and can't easily go to work on the ground. Son, it's not easy to grow the grain from our family's few acres of fields, or you can help us harvest it.

Anyway, it's too late to wait for your family to harvest a few acres of land. "

Zhu Erhu was a little embarrassed after listening to Mrs. Zhu's words.

It would be fine if he had helped him in the past. It would be more difficult to cut rice. After all, we are a family, so we can't just watch the grains in the several acres of fields go to waste.

But in the past two days, he felt that it was not easy to harvest the millet from his family's fields, let alone to help the big house to finish the harvest.

His back was so painful that he had to rest for a long time after cutting for a while, otherwise the pain would be unpleasant.

Without waiting for Zhu Erhu to answer, Mulan jumped out and refused very directly, "Mother, it's a hot day, eldest brother is suffering from heat stroke, and my Erhu may also have heat stroke! Originally, he had finished harvesting a few acres of our family's land by himself. It's exhausting, and now you let him help you harvest the rice, aren't you afraid of exhausting him?

Besides, his back is not good these days, and he will finish harvesting while waiting for you. I think his back is probably useless. Mother, you feel sorry for the big brother, and you have to feel sorry for our second tiger, right? You can't wait for him to lie on the bed like Big Brother and can't get up, so you don't call him! "

Madam Zhu looked at Mulan angrily, "If you don't want to help, you don't want to, why are you making so many excuses?"

Mulan sneered, "Mother, I didn't tease you, can't you see Erhu's back?"

Only then did Mrs. Zhu notice that Zhu Erhu was hunched over when he walked, so there must be something wrong with his back.

This was angrily without replying.

However, when he thought that it would be a hassle for no one to harvest the rice in several acres of fields, he muttered, "Then what do you think you can do? Your eldest brother is dead. I don't expect the second child to rely on anyone else?"

Mulan replied speechlessly, "Mother, isn't there a third brother at home?"