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

Yueyao was one of them; she didn't really like working with the scorekeeper woman.

After all, nobody wants to be watched while they work every day.

Today, Lihong was in the same group as Yueyao. Hearing the scorekeeper's words, she retorted irritably:

"Niece-in-law, don't only notice when someone is exhausted and has just straightened up. Why can't you see them when they're working hard?"

Although the scorekeeper's wife was older than Lihong, her husband was the youngest in the village, so he treated everyone as a junior.

Hearing Li Hong's words, Chen Lao Er's wife pouted and muttered, "Young lady, don't say that. Do you think I have nothing better to do than stare at you all day?"

"I was busy too. I just happened to glance at you guys taking a break. How can you blame me for that?"

Chen Lao Er was in charge of keeping score in the brigade.

Because he was one of the few junior high school graduates in the village, the team assigned him to the job of scorekeeper.

He's been married for over two years, and still doesn't have a child.

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Yueyao quickly explained to everyone, "I just bent over for too long and wanted to straighten up and move around."

The people next to him chimed in, "That's true. I was cutting rice with Lin Zhiqing, and I saw it clearly."

Everyone had been under Chen Er's watchful eye for a long time, and they had long harbored resentment. After working all day, who wouldn't want to slack off for a while?

But who can stand Chen's second wife staring at other people so much?

So everyone started discussing it amongst themselves.

"It's no big deal. If you're tired, just take a break. It's so hot outside, can't this young lady take a rest?"

"That's right, Chen Er's wife, don't keep staring at that young girl. Whether she works a lot or a little, it's none of your business. Just do your own thing."

When Chen's second wife saw that everyone was staring at her and kept saying that she was meddling in other people's business, she wanted to say something, but she was interrupted.

Finally, someone said, "If you don't want to get scolded by Uncle Yaohua, then keep arguing."

Upon hearing Chen Yaohua's name, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Chen Yaohua was a very serious person in the village, and no one dared to challenge his authority.

Everyone silently got back to work.

Upon hearing the village chief's name, Yueyao instinctively looked towards the area where the men were threshing grain.

The women harvested the rice, and the men threshed and carried the grain in bundles.

At that moment, Chen Yaohua was standing next to a brown horse, with a sack of millet on his shoulder.

I suppose we should put the millet next to the horse so we can tie it to the pack animals later.

Just then, Yueyao heard the brigade leader say, "Uncle Yaohua, please don't carry the grain anymore. Your legs aren't very good to begin with, and if you get injured again, it will be too much of a hardship for you!"

"There won't be a wife at home to take care of you then, and you'll have to run around all by yourself!"

The young man next to him chimed in, "Yes, Uncle, your legs aren't good to begin with. Xiao Hei's back is already tied with grain. Brother Yang was going to drive the horse back, why don't you come and drive the horse instead?"

"Why are you driving the horse? You said it yourself, Uncle Yaohua's leg is injured. How can he outrun Xiao Hei when he's climbing hills and ridges with his leg injured?"

The little black horse was a strong, mature horse. Even when carrying a heavy load of grain, it was still proud and majestic. How could the village chief, with his short legs, possibly catch up with it?

The young man scratched his head, a little embarrassed, after all, in his opinion, herding horses was the easiest job.

Just follow behind the horse; if you get tired, you can pull on its tail for support.

Seeing how much everyone cared about him, Chen Yaohua simply grinned, revealing his rarely smiling mouth.

After everyone had finished talking, he said, "It's alright, this bag of millet is half husk, it's not very heavy. Don't just stare at me, everyone get to work."

They've been busy all year with the harvest, and it's all coming together in this autumn harvest.

Hearing the village chief's words, everyone looked at the millet in front of them and understood what he meant. This was the result of their hard work and food for the whole year.

These were the results, so everyone put in their best effort to work hard and try to harvest every single grain of rice.

The weather is perfect now; if I don't hurry and bring it to the threshing ground to dry, I won't be able to have peace of mind for the next month.

Watching everyone working enthusiastically from a distance, Yueyao didn't feel tired at all, so she dared not slack off.

She's just more tired now, and she really wishes there was someone who would let her lie down and rest comfortably at home.

She couldn't take it anymore.

Especially when it's getting dark and everyone is heading home.

Everyone had to carry a basket of rice on their backs. After a day's work, they were already exhausted, and even walking home empty-handed, their legs would tremble.

Now she has to carry a basket of rice on her back, how can she bear it?

They set off. Yueyao, Lihong, and a few other girls from the village went back together, while the others stayed behind to bring up the rear.

The others, carrying loads of rice, walked ahead, chatting and laughing easily.

Yueyao deliberately chose the side with the fewest backs and slowly followed behind them.

The ridges between the fields were narrow and rugged, and Yueyao walked carefully, occasionally tripping over weeds, causing the grain basket on her back to sway.

Lihong held her basket tightly, repeatedly saying, "Slow down, slow down."

Along the way, Yueyao's clothes were soaked with sweat, and her shoulders ached terribly from the rope.

However, she dared not utter a single complaint, much less stop to rest, for fear of being overtaken by the people behind her.

As Yueyao walked, she secretly wiped away her tears; she simply couldn't take it anymore!

Since arriving in Chenjia Village, she has never had a moment's rest, working all day long.

Yueyao felt more and more aggrieved. At this moment, she was crying and sweating, and even her nose was running.

When the crops weren't ripe, Yueyao could slack off a bit, but this time it was different; she was being chased around to work.

If she is harvesting rice with others, and is even slightly slower, she will fall far behind.

At that time, even if no one said anything, Yueyao herself felt embarrassed.

Li Hong followed Yue Yao for most of the day and noticed that Yue Yao seemed a little off. Was Lin Zhiqing crying?

What should she do now? Should she comfort her? Or help Lin, the educated youth, with some of the work?

But she was exhausted herself and couldn't help at all.

Lihong panicked a little; she had never seen anyone cry so miserably before.

So she cautiously tried to comfort her, "Lin Zhiqing, are you exhausted?"

"Don't cry yet. It's only the first day of the autumn harvest. If you cry now, what will you do later?"

She's already crying on the first day; she'll be crying every day for the next month.

Li Hong thought to herself, "It would be a huge loss for Lin Zhiqing to cry now, since the autumn harvest will last for a month."

If she cries like this every day, won't she go blind from crying?