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"It's so hot and humid, we can't work fast. We won't be able to finish the harvest during the day. We'll probably have to work all night. Old woman, go home and make some pancakes and porridge to fill your stomach first. Harvesting grain is hard work, and you can't do it without eating enough."

When the man of the house went to the fields to harvest crops, the woman went back to cook.

I couldn’t bear to eat the pork that was distributed before, and wanted to save it for the New Year, so I pickled it with salt. Now I don’t feel sorry about it anymore, and I use it to give the men some energy.

In addition to the busy adults, many children also returned home from the fields and delivered the dry food and water bottles prepared by their mothers to the fields in a timely manner.

There were also some teenage children who followed the adults' example and used sickles to harvest rice.

Rural children have been accustomed to harvesting grain since childhood, and they are no worse than adults at doing the work.

The water that had been stored had evaporated after half a month because the weather was so hot. The dry and cracked fields were so hot under the sun that it burned people's feet.

"Hiss...it's so hot."

"Yes, it's very hot for my feet. I can't do it without shoes."

Li Laogen's feet were scalded and blisters formed, so he had to hop to the edge of the field to put on his shoes.

"If we hadn't brought water from the mountains to irrigate the rice, the rice would have dried up."

The villagers who were harvesting crops in the fields at this moment were secretly grateful to Li Mengyue for coming up with the bamboo pipes to divert water and the waterwheel.

Li Laogen bent over and cut rice for a while before he stood up and pounded his waist with his hands.

Looking up, I saw rice fields stretching as far as the eye could see, with people bending over to harvest.

He suddenly became anxious and didn't dare to rest any longer. He picked up the sickle and started cutting quickly.

"Dad, you have just recovered from your illness, so you can't overwork yourself. Go load the harvested rice onto the cart, and Erzhuang and I will harvest it."

"Yes, Dad, if you can't sit still, just load the truck instead of going to the fields to harvest rice."

Li Laogen looked at his two honest and simple sons and understood their filial piety.

He was also aware of his physical condition and knew that he was not suitable for overwork, so he put down his sickle.

I started loading the harvested rice onto the car with my wife.

"I didn't feel that way before, but now that we have Mengyue in the village, I feel much more at ease. I no longer worry about going hungry this winter." Goudan's mother said with emotion after cutting for a while.

He wiped the sweat off his face with a headscarf and continued working.

"That's true. Villages like Lotus Village and Peach Blossom Village all envy our village." Goudan's father echoed.

"There's no point in being envious. As long as Li An and Wan Niang are in our village, Meng Yue will not leave."

"Hey, father, do you think Zhulin Village will also collect grain this time?"

"I'm not sure. I saw the village chief let the grain go to Zhulin Village. If Zhu Lei believes it, he will let their village collect it. If he doesn't believe it, he won't collect it."

"Uh-huh."

Even though they were from the same town, Goudan's mother had never met Zhu Lei, the village chief of Zhulin Village. She only heard that this man was very ruthless, and that was why he developed a village with only two or three hundred people into a large village with two thousand people.

"Why do you care about so many trivial matters? There is so much work to do in the fields, and you don't feel tired?" Goudan's father spoke while cutting rice quickly.

"Yes, we can't control other villages, so let's harvest the rice quickly!"

"Dad, Mom, Sister, I'm here to bring you some water."

Li Goudan, with his small body, was carrying a large water bottle with difficulty and shouting towards the field.

"Oh, my dear son, I'm here to bring water to Daddy."

Goudan's father had this son after he had seven daughters, and he treasures him very much.

Seeing his son delivering water, he stuck his sickle into the ground, stopped working, and went to pick up Goudan.

During the day, the seven villages were busy harvesting grain. I didn't feel tired or that time passed quickly.

It felt like the sun had set in the blink of an eye.

Li Mengyue returned to the village and looked up at the sky.

All I saw was a sky full of stars, like shining diamonds, scattered casually in the deep night sky.

The moon hanging high in the sky is more like a silver mirror, casting a soft and mysterious light.

It is the combination of stars and the moon that gives the night a layer of silver gauze.

There was no need to light torches, as there was light everywhere, just like daylight, and it did not affect the villagers' harvest at all.

"There are noises coming from Lotus Village. It looks like they are also harvesting overnight."

"So is Taohua Village in the south."

“And there’s the Stone Village.”

It seems that the villages close to Xinghua Village are all harvesting overnight, for fear that the locusts will come and all the crops will be eaten by the locusts before they are fully harvested.

When Li An's family split up, they only got three acres of dry land, all of which was planted with soybeans by old man Li.

Therefore, when everyone in the village was busy harvesting rice, only their family was idle, and Mingyu, Minghao and Mingxuan had not returned from college.

"Yueyue, you're back. Mom made some mung bean porridge. It's not hot, so it's just right to drink now to calm your temper."

When Mrs. Li saw her daughter come home, she quickly poured a bowl of wine and handed it to Li Mengyue.

Li Mengyue was busy all day. Although she traveled by teleportation, she had to go to many places.

He hadn't finished his meal yet, but he didn't refuse and picked up the mung bean porridge to drink.

After Li Mengyue finished drinking, Li asked in a low voice: "Yueyue, will there really be a locust plague?"

"Mom, you'll know at dawn."

Li Mengyue did not directly answer Li's words, but she also indirectly proved that it was true.

"Where's Dad?"

"I went to the old house to help harvest the rice."

If Li hadn’t said it, Li Mengyue would have almost forgotten the people in the old house.

Thinking of Old Mrs. Li, Li Mengyue, who had nothing to do, suddenly wanted to go and take a look at the land of the old house.

Sure enough, from some distance away, Li Mengyue heard the powerful voice of Old Lady Li.

"The rice is still so green, why bother harvesting it? If we wait another ten days or half a month, we will definitely harvest more food than we do now."

"It's all because of that little bitch Li Mengyue. She said there was a locust plague. No way. They harvested the rice so early. Aren't they just trying to starve me to death?"

"Old man, tell me something. Isn't it all the fault of that little bitch Li Mengyue? If it weren't for her, why would the village start harvesting today?"

Li An felt angry when he heard Old Lady Li talking about her daughter.

"Shut up, Mengyue is my daughter, I don't allow anyone to say anything about her."

At this moment, I had the urge to smash Old Mrs. Li's face.

But he had to consider his father. Another thing was that, after all, Old Mrs. Li was his stepmother in name and his elder.

No matter how many faults Old Lady Li had, he couldn't do anything, otherwise he would be accused of being unfilial, which would affect his sons' studies and his daughter's marriage.

Seeing Old Lady Li scolding his daughter, Li An wanted to take action but had to endure it.

But the more Li An did this, the more aggressive Old Lady Li became and the more happily she cursed.

From a distance, I saw Old Man Li holding a pipe in his hand, smoking slowly, and he was indifferent to the insults from Old Lady Li.

Uncle Li Hai stood there at a loss, holding a sickle in his hand and looking at the rice in the field from time to time.