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Lin Mo's pace unconsciously slowed down, but his eyes could not help but drift to the Lin family members walking in front of him. Some of them were carrying farm tools on their shoulders, while others were carrying baskets in their hands. Their steps were steady and powerful.

Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart. He muttered secretly: "This family is really the kind of family that would make even capitalists cry."

"The oxen plowed the fields for three days and took a day off yesterday. They actually took the plow and plowed the fields themselves. When they were tired, they went back and either threshed corn at home or went to the back mountain to harvest soybeans." Lin Mo felt that the Lin family members were like iron and never tired.

Lin Mo followed everyone to Songjiaopo and saw Old Man Li walking towards him leading a cow.

"Brother, I'm here to return the cow!" Old man Li's voice was loud and enthusiastic. As he spoke, he loosened the reins in his hand and let the cow walk to Grandpa Lin by itself.

Hearing the voice, Mr. Lin smiled and stepped forward, his hands behind his back, his steps brisk. "Oh, Old Li, you're finally here! I was just thinking about you. I'm so worried about this cow." He reached out and gently patted the cow's neck.

"Look at this cow. You take such good care of it. Its fur is so shiny and smooth. It makes people happy just by looking at it." Grandpa Lin praised.

Old Man Li looked at Old Man Lin, his eyes full of gratitude. "It's really thanks to your cows that I was able to plow the land so quickly these past few days. I'll definitely remember this favor of yours."

Old Master Lin waved his hands and said repeatedly, "Old Li, what are you talking about? We neighbors should help each other."

After hearing this, Old Man Li patted Old Man Lin's shoulder vigorously and said with a smile, "Brother, your words warm my heart. However, I haven't treated your cow badly. I take care of it like my own child and feed it with the best feed. Look, isn't this cow stronger?"

Lin Mo complained: "Fine feed? Isn't it just some straw, grass, and some water? You act like I don't know anything."

As he spoke, Old Man Li turned around and walked up to the cow, gently patting its back. The cow seemed to feel something and looked up at Old Man Lin.

Old Master Lin looked at this scene, nodded, and said approvingly: "Yes, this cow is indeed well-raised and looks very energetic. I feel very relieved to lend it to you."

From the moment Old Man Li returned the sturdy yellow cow to the Lin family, Old Man Lin had already been thinking about how to complete the upcoming planting plan more efficiently.

He knew very well that it would be difficult to cultivate all the land in a short period of time with only a few cows in his family.

So, in a corner where no one noticed, Mr. Lin acted quietly, and found a few brand new plowshares from somewhere, and unexpectedly got two strong mules as help.

These two mules have shiny fur and their eyes reveal extraordinary strength and wisdom. Their joining has undoubtedly added powerful momentum to the Lin family's farming team.

Mr. Lin looked at the new member, his heart filled with joy and anticipation. "Have you rested? Let's get started."

With the five cows and two mules neighing in unison, the Lin family's planting team moved much faster than usual.

At noon on the fourth day after Old Man Li returned the cows, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry. All the land of the Lin family finally welcomed their new life.

When the last plow was deeply embedded in the soil, announcing the successful completion of the farming task, Lin Mo's heart was filled with indescribable joy and relief.

He looked up at the blue sky, and it seemed as if even the sky had become more blue, and the clouds more leisurely and comfortable.

At noon, the tempting aroma of rice wafted from the Lin family's courtyard.

Lin Mo sat at a simple wooden table, holding a bowl of hot cornmeal in his hand. Every grain of rice looked so full and sweet.

He ate with big mouthfuls, as if trying to absorb all of this hard-earned happiness into his heart. For Lin Mo, this meal was not just a simple lunch, but also the best consolation for his hard work over the past two months.

After dinner, Lin Mo did not rush to rest, but strolled leisurely in the yard.

He looked around, and everywhere he looked was a familiar sight.

The mottled courtyard wall records the traces of time; the fertile land breeds the hope for the future; the blue sky carries infinite longing.

Lin Mo took a deep breath of the fresh air, his heart filled with gratitude and satisfaction.

On such a quiet and beautiful afternoon, Lin Mo also picked up the corn in the corner of the yard and threshed it.

Lin Mo skillfully picked up the corn and plucked the plump kernels from the ear. The golden kernels shone with an alluring luster in the sunlight. He hummed a little tune while working, feeling particularly relaxed.

We ordinary people are so happy today...

"Sanlang, let's go." Old Master Lin's voice sounded in a corner of the yard, with an unquestionable firmness.

Hearing this, Lin Mo stopped and looked up at Old Man Lin, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He muttered to himself: "Where are we going? Haven't we finished plowing the fields today?" But he still asked politely, "Grandpa, where are we going?"

Old Master Lin smiled slightly, walked slowly to Lin Mo's side, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sanlang, our work is not finished yet. In the afternoon, we will continue to plant wheat."

"Planting wheat?" Lin Mo was shocked. He could hardly believe his ears. The Lin family had already planted all their wheat, so why did they suddenly want to plant wheat again?

Images of plowed and sown land flashed quickly through Lin Mo's mind. He tried hard to recall whether there was any corner he had missed, but the answer seemed to be no.

It’s planted in Yanwan, Songjiapo, and the back mountain, and even in the open space near the Lin family’s yard. Where else is there?

He couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, haven't our fields been plowed?"

Hearing this, Old Master Lin laughed heartily again. "Hahaha, my silly grandson, you don't understand this. We've finished planting ours, but your second grandfather hasn't even started planting his fields yet."

Lin Wenru, who was packing up farm tools, said: "Let's go to my house later."

Lin Mo's heart suddenly surged with an indescribable feeling. He secretly thought: Grandpa Lin's family already has enough land, and adding the land of Second Grandpa, what a huge workload this must be! Pulling soybeans, plowing, planting wheat... These jobs sound like a headache, but now he has to do them all at once.

"Just plant it, you're a bunch of idiots, who can plant better than you?" Lin Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, but tried to remain calm on the surface.

So, Lin Mo numbly followed his grandfather and Lin Wenru on the road to the fields. Along the way, his mind was full of thoughts and worries.

Chapter 70 Winter Melon Stewed with Bacon