After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Time flies by like a white horse, fleeting.

In late September, the autumn harvest season in Banzhulin Brigade slowly began.

For Zeng Min, the autumn harvest was unavoidable, so she made thorough preparations well in advance.

The busy period begins with the autumn harvest and lasts until November.

Because Anling County is surrounded by mountains, most of its villages are located on the mountainside.

The village's terraced fields are layered upon layered.

As for crops such as sweet potatoes, corn, soybeans, and peanuts, they are grown everywhere, both on and off the mountains.

The village's fields are mainly concentrated in two places: some fields are scattered in front of each household, and others are located at the foot of the mountain, near the downstream and upstream of the river.

The arable land in the village is scattered like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, with each piece far apart and not at all clustered together.

There is also a lot of uncultivated wasteland in the village, most of which is planted with tung trees and sand trees.

Because the supply and marketing cooperatives buy tung seeds at a price of 35 to 40 cents per kilogram, and tung oil, as an industrial raw material, is in short supply.

Therefore, tung trees are planted extensively in the village.

These trees require little care, as they are extremely resilient and require no maintenance after planting, bearing abundant fruit every year.

Therefore, the tung tree became the village's "cash cow," and the villagers all hoped to plant more tung trees to obtain higher incomes.

The forest only needs villagers to organize manpower to weed once or twice a year.

During this year's autumn harvest season, the village was like a bustling market, busy and full of life.

The next morning, Zeng Min got up and got ready, then carried An Lin to the courtyard in front of the granary.

There are people there who are specifically responsible for taking care of children.

In the past, Anlin was always looked after by her great-aunt next door, but now everyone is busy with the autumn harvest, and the elderly, the weak, pregnant women, and children also have to go to the fields to pick peanuts.

Harvesting peanuts is not difficult. You just need to put in some effort when digging them up. After digging, elderly people and children with mobility issues can sit in the peanut field and pull the peanut kernels off.

Meanwhile, the strong and able-bodied laborers went to harvest rice and husk corn. In comparison, the work of harvesting sweet potatoes was much easier. It mainly relied on oxen to plow the land, and people only needed to follow behind the oxen to pick up the sweet potatoes.

Everyone's tasks were clearly assigned.

Therefore, during the busiest time of the year, no one has a moment to spare.

Everyone gathered in the courtyard, and the brigade leader, holding a megaphone, delivered a few inspiring words that resonated like the beating of war drums, igniting people's fighting spirit.

The battalion commander shouted, "Comrades, we must resolutely carry out the leadership's instructions, and we will not be afraid of hardship or fatigue..."

The resounding slogans were like a surging torrent, stirring people's hearts and instantly igniting the passion and energy of those who were originally somewhat lazy.

Zeng Min stood in the bustling crowd, her eyes scanning the surroundings. Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure—Tu Mingcheng.

She glanced at them, and their eyes met unexpectedly. Zeng Min's heart skipped a beat, her heart pounding like a deer's, and a blush, like the sunset, rose on her face. She quickly looked away.

Tu Mingcheng also saw Zeng Min. His eyes lit up slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, as calm as a deep lake.

A slight upturn at the corners of his lips, a faint smile like a gentle spring breeze. However, he did not greet Zeng Min, but continued walking forward as if strolling leisurely.

After the captain finished speaking, he dismissed everyone and told them to go about their duties.

The captain saw Zeng Min, waved to her, and gestured for her to come over.

"I don't think you can do any heavy work in the main group, so you should go and join the Peanut Group."

Zeng Min was delighted to hear that she didn't have to go into the cornfield; she didn't want to husk corn under the scorching sun, or her whole body would itch.

She joined the peanut group, and although it wasn't easy, she preferred the task to venturing into the cornfield.

Starting today, we'll begin harvesting from the rice paddies right in front of our house.

The ripe rice in front of their homes hangs like a golden waterfall from the branches, and the villagers stand on the ridges of the fields, like guardians protecting this golden ocean.

Standing in the golden rice fields, their faces beamed with the joy of harvest, their smiles as radiant as the brightest autumn sunshine.

This autumn, the bumper harvest brought joy and laughter to the village, along with a substantial income, much like a grand celebration.

Everyone is looking forward to next year's harvest season, so they can continue to enjoy the sweetness of their labor.

The busy autumn harvest passed by in a flash, and by the end of October, the harvest was almost complete.

The plump grains were dried and carried by horses to the commune to be handed over.

The rest was distributed to the households in the village. Zeng Min also received several hundred kilograms of various kinds of grain.

After receiving the grain, Zeng Min slept soundly at home for two days, and Xiao Anlin also seemed listless, as if all his energy had been drained away.

Zeng Min lay on the bed, her eyes like gentle moonlight, gazing quietly at An Lin who was playing on the bed, her eyes full of tenderness and care.

She slowly raised her hand and gently stroked An Lin's hair, feeling his soft hair slide like silk through her fingertips.

Zeng Min asked softly, "Has our Anlin been very tired lately?" Her voice carried a hint of heartache, like a gentle breeze, conveying Anlin's exhaustion.

An Lin stopped what he was doing, looked up at Zeng Min, his eyes shining with understanding, like the brightest star in the night sky. He smiled and replied, "Mom, I'm not tired, you're the one who's working hard. You have to go up the hill to work every day."

Zeng Min smiled slightly, her heart filled with satisfaction, her smile like a flower blooming in spring.

"Who told you that?"

An Lin: "My great-aunt said that I should take better care of my mother."

"When you were at your great-aunt's house, did you help her with the work you saw her doing?"

An Lin nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, it helps."

She knew that although Anlin was still young, he was well-behaved, sensible, and caring towards his family.

She gently patted Anlin's shoulder, as if a spring breeze were brushing against willow branches, encouraging him, "My son is so sensible. But if you're tired, take a rest. Don't push yourself. After all, you're still just a child."

An Lin shook his head firmly, like a pine tree that stands tall and unyielding, indicating that he did not need to rest.

He continued to concentrate on the toy in his hands, a smile as bright as spring flowers blooming on his face.

She sincerely hopes that he can grow up healthy and happy, and that no matter what difficulties and obstacles he encounters, he can be as resilient as a bamboo.

Zeng Min gazed tenderly at her son and asked softly, "Son, are you hungry? What would you like to eat today? I'll make it for you right away."

An Lin's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of his mouth turned up like a crescent moon, revealing a cute smile: "I want to eat meat! The kind of fragrant meat!" As he spoke, he gestured the shape of meat with his hands, looking like a happy little bird.

Zeng Min: "Okay, Mom will make it for you. Do you want to come help Mom?"

An Lin was as excited as a deer, jumping up and down happily, and nodded in agreement.

He clung tightly to Zeng Min's clothes, skipping and hopping after her into the kitchen, like a little tail following its master.

Zeng Min smiled and patted An Lin's head, then took out a piece of fresh meat, preparing to cook him a delicious meal.

Chopping vegetables, starting the fire, cooking rice—everything proceeded in an orderly fashion, like a harmonious symphony.

An Lin watched curiously from the side, occasionally helping to hand things over. His little face was full of seriousness, as if he were completing an important mission.

Today I stewed a pot of fragrant bamboo shoot chicken and stir-fried a tempting eggplant. Before long, the delicious food was served.

An Lin eagerly climbed onto the chair and began to wolf down his food, eating like a starving little tiger.

Looking at his satisfied expression, Zeng Min felt a surge of happiness, as if she had tasted the sweetest honey in the world.

She secretly resolved to work even harder to give Anlin a better life, like building him a sturdy castle.