Time Travel: Volume 1! Starting from a Small Mountain Village

Whether in her past life or this one, this was Long Lifan's first time harvesting wheat. Following the example of the older women, she began to work.

The crisp sound of the sickle gently slicing through the wheat stalks is incredibly satisfying.

After the wheat is harvested, it needs to be bundled in appropriate quantities so that someone can easily tie it up and collect it. Because her hands are rather small, it usually takes her 5 or 6 trips to gather a bundle, which is quite time-consuming.

Look at those middle-aged women, they can bundle a bunch in just two or three trips, and they're really fast. No wonder I looked down on them; their speed is unmatched by most people.

Before long, she had left them far behind. To Long Lifan's surprise, she was the fastest cutter among the educated youth, even surpassing Liu Pandi and Lin Yue.

No way! Do I really have a talent for farming?

She shook her head, immediately dismissing the idea. Glancing at the others' actions, she instantly understood—it was because of the sickle.

Her sickle was purchased from the system; it wasn't particularly advanced, but it was lightweight and sharp, snapping wheat stalks in two with a single stroke.

The other people's sickles were heavy, not to mention lacking a sharp edge. Each cut required a lot of force, which was not only time-consuming and laborious, but also caused arm discomfort after holding them for a long time.

Therefore, although she was not as fast as the other women, she was the fastest among the educated youth, and gradually she widened the gap with the other educated youth.

As for the last two in their group, Long Lifan knew without a doubt that they were Jiang Nian'an and Hu Lili. They usually just gathered pig feed and had never done this kind of work before, but the two of them still gritted their teeth and kept working tirelessly in the back.

Although it was slow, at least the attitude was right, and Long Lifan nodded approvingly.

"Sister Long!"

A shout came from behind her. Long Lifan turned around and saw that it was Zhou Yuping.

Now, when she gathers pig feed, tells stories, and teaches everyone to read every day, she has two loyal little followers by her side, namely Qi Fangfang and Zhou Yuping.

Unlike Qi Fangfang, who regarded Long Lifan as a close friend and even a sister, Zhou Yuping regarded Long Zhiqing as the benefactor who saved her and her mother from suffering.

Now it's just her and her mother at home. No one will hit or scold her anymore, and no one will hit her mother either. Zhou Hu is her father, that's true, but she didn't shed a single tear when she saw his corpse that day.

Her mother no longer lets her work with her, but instead wants her to learn more from the other educated youth, like Long. Chen Ying saw the value of knowledge in Long, which is why she hopes her children can learn more.

"You can even recognize that!"

Long Lifan turned around and saw her smiling and greeting her. You should know that with her current attire, apart from her eyes, you couldn't see anything else.

"Hehe," Zhou Yuping chuckled, she had her own familiar methods for judging people. Could she say it was because she saw the shortest figure?

Zhou Yuping was also there to help with the harvest, but because they were young, their task was to bundle up the wheat they had cut.

And so, the two chatted back and forth, and time flew by.

When Chen Ying finished cutting the trees, she saw her daughter talking to someone. "Is this Long Zhiqing?" Knowing her daughter well, she knew that the person chatting and laughing with her daughter must be Long Zhiqing.

This speed? She could hardly believe that this was Long Zhiqing's first time working in the fields. Now, less than a quarter of Long Zhiqing's row remained.

"Come, come, Long Zhiqing, let me help you!" Chen Ying quickly came over and was about to start helping.

"No need, I'm almost there!" Long Lifan glanced at the distance and believed she could complete the task in twenty minutes at most.

Glancing at Jiang Nian'an and Hu Lili behind her, who hadn't even finished half of their task, Long Lifan thought for a moment and said, "Sister Chen Ying, if you really want to help, please help my companion!"

"Okay!" Chen Ying readily agreed and walked towards the back. Since it was Long Zhiqing who asked her to do it, helping someone else didn't matter. She couldn't help but think to herself: No wonder she stood up for me that day; Long Zhiqing is truly kind-hearted. She hadn't even finished her own task, yet she was already thinking of helping others.

"That's it, use mine!" Long Lifan thought for a moment. A good horse needs a good saddle, and she also wanted to know how fast a skilled person like Chen Ying could get with this sickle.

Chen Ying didn't understand, but she did as instructed. Only when she used the sickle she had obtained from Long Zhiqing did she realize why Long Zhiqing was so fast.

Of course, this also made Long Lifan realize how different she was when she was holding the sharp weapon.

"Damn, did Chen Ying take the wrong medicine today?" An older woman next to her couldn't help but swear when she saw how fast she was going.

"Who knows! Maybe she just wanted to show off in front of Long Zhiqing." A few days ago, everyone already knew that Long Lifan had stood up for Chen Ying, so they could understand Chen Ying's actions.

Long Lifan held Chen Ying's sickle, which she had sharpened to a great extent, but it was still quite difficult to use. Gradually, her speed slowed down.

When the three acres of land were harvested, everyone collapsed to the ground, especially Hu Lili and Jiang Nian'an. They felt completely powerless, their bodies numb and tingling.

They finished at a decent pace, neither slow nor fast, just average. Of course, they were also very grateful for Chen Ying's help with the sharp tool; otherwise, they would have been much slower…

The group helped each other home and began to wash up. Although the protective gear kept them from getting scratched, it was incredibly hot, and their clothes underneath were already soaked with sweat.

After washing up, no one really wanted to move, but they still had to cook lunch, so they decided to cook together. Long Lifan also didn't really want to move, so she agreed after thinking about it.

Fortunately, the Yang sisters arrived, so the cooking task was handed over to her. The group also discussed that they would all eat together for the next few days, with Yang Qianqian cooking, and everyone only needed to give her their daily rations.

Yang Qianqian agreed. She hadn't personally experienced how tiring the harvest was, but she could tell from everyone's exhausted appearance. She was the only one among them who didn't have to get out of the fields to harvest.

"Thank goodness for Sister Chen Ying's help, otherwise we'd still be in the fields!" After lunch, the group finally regained some strength. Thinking about what happened that morning, Hu Lili said with a sigh.

Hu Lili and the others knew that Chen Ying would help them because of Sister Fan.

Upon hearing this, the group nodded in silence.

During her break, Long Lifan wondered if she should buy another sickle like this from the system. With this sickle, Chen Ying could complete their mission sooner.

She had considered buying a few more, but one or two would be understandable; bringing out too many would definitely arouse suspicion. If anyone asked, she would just say she brought two from Shanghai.

At the beginning of the afternoon, Long Lifan handed the newly bought sickle to Chen Ying. Seeing that Long Zhiqing had another one like this, Chen Ying nodded in agreement.

She was afraid that Long Zhiqing would hurt his arm with her sickle, since her sickle was much heavier than Long Zhiqing's.

The older women were curious when they saw that Chen Ying was moving even faster in the afternoon. They knew that harvesting wheat was not only strenuous but also bad for the arms, and even they couldn't endure the intensity for long periods.

After some inquiries, it was discovered that the sickle the person was carrying was a new one that Long Zhiqing had brought from Shanghai, and it was very easy to use.

So one by one they came to ask Long Zhiqing if there were any more, and when they learned that there weren't any, they were very disappointed.

"Young Master Long, could you let me try your sickle? Don't worry, I'll come and help you once I've finished here!" One of the older women was still determined to try the sickle and see if it was really as good as Chen Ying had said.

"Row!"

Long Lifan agreed without hesitation. After all, they were in the same group and all had to complete the mission before they could go back. Giving it to her might allow them to go back sooner.