New ink fragrance in old times

As Mr. Lin finished speaking, everyone started to pick up their chopsticks and taste every delicious dish.

They may pick up a piece of mooncake and savor it carefully, feeling the traditional sweetness and warmth; or pick up a piece of barbecue and devour it, enjoying the ultimate satisfaction from the taste buds; or take a bite of persimmon, letting the fresh fruity aroma bloom in their mouths, as if it can wash away the fatigue and worries of the day.

The Lin family's children ate with gusto, occasionally letting out cheers of satisfaction. The adults chatted while eating, sharing their daily lives and interesting stories, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

After dinner, the moonlight gently filled the courtyard, adding a touch of poetry to the quiet night. The family sat or stood, enjoying this rare tranquility and warmth.

"Look, the moon is so round tonight!" Old Mrs. Lin looked up at the sky and exclaimed with emotion.

"Yes, old lady, the moon on the 15th is always especially round." Mr. Lin responded with a smile.

"It's just like our family, united and harmonious." Old Mrs. Lin said to Old Mr. Lin with a smile.

Over there, Hua'er was carrying a small lantern, running around excitedly, her laughter ringing like silver bells. "Come and chase me!" she called back to Lin Siyuan and the others, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Lin Sizhe, Lin Mo, and the others chased after him with laughter, leaving behind a trail of laughter and joy in the moonlight. "Be careful not to fall!" Lin Sixuan reminded him, his tone full of doting.

On the adults' side, Lin Xueqian, Lin Xuejin, and Lin Xuebao sat together. They raised their teacups and clinked them lightly. "Come on, brothers, cheers!" Lin Xuebao said cheerfully, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Okay, cheers!" Lin Xueqin and Lin Xuejin also responded with a smile, and the three of them drank it all in one gulp, as if at this moment, all the past and future were condensed in this cup of tea.

"I remember when we were little, we often watched the moon and chatted together like this." Lin Xuejin sighed, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

"Yeah, time flies." Lin Xueqin nodded in agreement, and the three of them began to recall the past.

Shen, Han and Lu each held a piece of exquisite mooncake in their hands and took a light bite. The delicate crust and sweet filling slowly melted on their tongues, like a warm current flowing into their hearts, melting all the daily toil and fatigue in this sweetness.

They smiled at each other, their eyes sparkling with satisfaction and happiness. This was a rare moment of rest for them.

Under the moonlight, the courtyard was shrouded in a soft glow, appearing even more peaceful and beautiful. The children's laughter echoed one after another, like the sound of nature, adding a bit of vitality and energy to this quiet night.

As the night deepened, the laughter and joy in the courtyard gradually subsided, replaced by peace and tranquility.

Every corner of the Lin family's house was immersed in soft moonlight, as if the whole world had slowed down and fallen asleep.

In the early morning after the festival, the Lin family courtyard was filled with a busy yet warm atmosphere.

Old Master Lin stood at the gate of the yard, looking at his family members who were about to set out to Songjiaopo to harvest rice, and loudly reminded them of the precautions.

Old Mrs. Lin stood aside, looking at her grandchildren with gentle eyes.

The two brothers Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan were also eager to try and wanted to follow their family to help in the fields, but Old Mrs. Lin stopped them.

"Da Lang, Er Lang, you don't have to go to the fields today." Old Mrs. Lin said softly to them, her eyes full of love.

"Grandma knows you are filial and want to contribute to the family. But your most important task now is to study so that you can become the pillar of the family in the future. Grandma has asked your father and uncles to help, and they will do a good job."

Hearing this, Lin Sixuan hesitated and said, "But, Grandma, we also want to do something for the family..."

Mrs. Lin interrupted him with a smile: "Silly children, you should study hard now. If you pass the exam and become a scholar in the future, that will be a great contribution to the family."

"Yes, grandma." Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan firmly assured Mrs. Lin.

The sun was high in the sky, baking the earth scorchingly hot, and the air was filled with suffocating heat.

Old Mrs. Lin looked at her children and grandchildren who were working hard in the fields with heartache, especially when she saw the dense beads of sweat on the foreheads of Lin Mo and Lin Sizhe and their sunburned faces, an indescribable sadness surged in her heart.

Mrs. Lin made a decision immediately. She stood on the edge of the field and shouted, "Xing'er, take your brothers and sisters back first. The sun is too strong, don't let them get burned. And my second daughter-in-law, you're pregnant, don't stay here any longer, come back with them. When you get back, cook dinner and have Xing'er and Hua'er help you, so everyone can have a warm meal when they return."

After hearing what Old Lady Lin said, Xing'er immediately put down the sickle in her hand. She gently patted Lin Mo and Lin Sizhe on the shoulders and said, "Sanlang, Silang, let's listen to grandma and go back."

"Okay, Mom." Han nodded, took He'er from Lu's back, and followed Xing'er and several other children towards home.

The other members of the Lin family continued to work hard, harvesting rice.

Inside and outside the Lin family's courtyard, a busy and harmonious scene was intertwined.

Han quietly carried He'er into the yard. He'er slept soundly in her warm embrace, her little face filled with satisfaction and peace.

As Han entered the courtyard, Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan immediately noticed her return and hurried forward to greet her. "Second Aunt, let Erlang and I take care of He'er," Lin Sixuan said considerately.

"Yes, Mom, leave it to me, you take a rest." Lin Siyuan followed closely behind.

"You two should be careful and don't let He'er fall. Call me when He'er wakes up." After giving a few instructions, Han carefully placed He'er on a wooden cart covered with soft cushions to ensure her safety and comfort.

After settling He'er down, Han slowly moved to the kitchen and continued another busy task at home.

Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan sat beside the wooden cart, softly coaxing He'er while casting their gazes at the people playing in the yard. Lin Mo, Lin Sizhe, Lin Sinan, and Lin Siheng were running and playing in the yard, their laughter and joy like a gentle breeze, injecting infinite vitality and energy into the quiet courtyard.

"Sanlang, come here." Lin Sixuan's voice was gentle and powerful, penetrating the children's laughter and attracting Lin Mo's attention.

Lin Mo immediately stopped the game in his hand and walked towards Lin Sixuan, while Lin Sizhe and the other kids followed him excitedly.

"Sanlang, do you still remember the characters I taught you yesterday? Try writing them down." Lin Sixuan looked at Lin Mo with a smile, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I remember." Lin Mo nodded. He quickly picked up a branch, found a clean place in the yard, and began to write seriously.

Seeing this, Lin Sizhe, Lin Sinan and Lin Siheng followed suit. They each found a place and scratched on the soil with branches, imitating their brother's writing. Although their handwriting was crooked, their seriousness and concentration were touching.

Lin Sixuan and Lin Siyuan stood by, watching the little ones with gentle eyes. When someone encountered confusion or their writing was not standard, they would step forward to give guidance, patiently correct their mistakes, and encourage them to keep trying.