Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 593

Chapter 593: Chapter 472: Summer Grain Harvest

Time swiftly passed by, and in June, the school sent out a notification to go to the countryside to harvest wheat.

Regarding participating in farm work, Zhou Jiao had expected it in her heart.

After Qingming, every time she went home, she saw many empty fields along the way, with farmland opened up inside and outside walls. She understood that the tasks this summer would not be easy.

For this activity, Zhou Jiao concealed the truth from her father, only saying that her task wasn’t heavy, which temporarily fooled the busy Zhou Xiaozheng.

Harvesting wheat—sounds incredible, but for so many years, rural families couldn’t bear to cut, indeed it’s all harvesting wheat.

Why so? Besides the essential wheat ears, even the roots are treasures—after pulling them up by the roots, use a cutting knife to chop off the roots, and once the roots are dried, they can be used for cooking.

And wheat straw has more uses, such as roofing, making curtains, and braiding grass ropes. After the busy farming season, production teams will arrange for women to braid ropes, and those grass ropes can be sold for quite a bit of money, accumulating to a considerable annual income for the team.

Zhou Jiao and her class, along with Class Three, were assigned to nearby countryside, participated by farmers who had spent their lives with the land, which seemed much easier compared to students going to remote farms.

Zhou Jiao was secretly relieved upon hearing the news soon after that, besides students, cadres, and soldiers were also going to the countryside to harvest wheat, increasing the pressure significantly.

With more people comes competition, and competition brings activists, and with activists, no one dares to slack off. This vicious cycle forces one to endure exhaustion.

The hundred or so students started heading downhill at dawn.

No matter how Zhang Guoqing protected his wife, Zhou Jiao didn’t receive any special treatment. Today, all the girls were assigned to harvest three rows, the boys even more—five rows!

Just like that, last night some girl was making a fuss about gender equality, suggesting evenly distributing four rows. If not for bad timing, Zhou Jiao would absolutely have slapped her.

Facing the seemingly boundless wheat, Zhou Jiao squeezed her eyes shut hard. She truly felt stifled, having space yet tormented like this, what’s it all for?

No matter how many thoughts she had, she couldn’t just run away now. Especially with Zhang Guoqing, who looked worried nearby.

Zhou Jiao raised her fist, demonstrating to him, "No big deal!"

Zhang Guoqing spoke with melancholy in his eyes and meaningful intent, "You have severe anemia, you can’t push yourself, or you’ll end up in the hospital again."

The couple exchanged knowing glances, making the nearby classmates worried.

This made Yi Jiefang on the left roll his eyes toward the sky several times fiercely. This couple, anemia nonsense, hospital visits? He felt it was toothache-inducing.

The most hateful part was that he had to go along with the flow, claiming anemia as well.

"Alright, students who aren’t well, please help each other as much as possible. Let’s hurry up and work hard. Don’t dawdle, class three has started working."

Zhou Jiao smiled, learning from everyone to do proper protection, and walked to her target task.

After a brief "training" from the uncles, Zhou Jiao knew to shake off the soil from the roots, one must stand on the right leg, lift the left foot, grasp the wheat tightly with both hands, and hit it against the foot until the soil is clean.

But reality told her, it’s tiring and painful.

The saying "sore back, aching neck" is to understand the meaning of this phrase, welcome to harvest wheat. Zhou Jiao admired the ancestors’ knack for creating phrases.

Now she squatted for a while here, bent at the waist for a while there, wanting to rest yet worried about falling behind others, stood up and looked far ahead.

Her hands were burning with pain, seeing Zhang Guoqing far away on the left and equally distant on the right, Zhou Jiao put on thread gloves. She was worried about blistering, which would truly render her incapable of working.

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