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Chapter 124 Harvesting Wheat

Zhou Rui was comforting his younger brother. In the previous life, when he fell ill at his bedside, his brother Zhou Ming had countless sleepless nights.

Zhou Ming is very emotional, even more so than his older brother.

Zhou Ming, who was only six years old, would have been in middle school in his later years, but he dropped out of school early to help his father with chores at home. Under his father's guidance, he became the down-to-earth, hardworking, and lively person he is today.

He is also a sensitive and emotionally rich young man.

Zhou Rui was heartbroken, but there was no other way; everyone has to experience separation.

"Brother, from now on, we will also..."

"Let's leave the future to the future; for now, we need to focus on the present."

After Zhou Rui comforted him, Zhou Ming's emotions gradually stabilized. Then Zhou Rui quietly walked away, leaving Zhou Ming with space and time.

After leaving, Zhou Rui went to the village. Some households were already harvesting wheat. Along the way, some people greeted Zhou Rui politely, while others glared at him coldly.

Zhou Rui didn't care about the stares. He walked to the edge of a rice paddy where the golden ears of wheat were plump and full.

His mind was not on this, but on another matter, or rather, several other matters.

He had sensed his family's recent emotions: joy, sadness, and inner turmoil...

In his previous life, Zhou Rui spent most of his time in regret and remorse, but now, everyone is moving in a better direction.

For him, this is for the best.

After taking a stroll in the countryside, Zhou Rui went home.

In the evening, the family gathered together for dinner. Zeng Jiamei cooked extra rice and dishes because she needed to pack lunchboxes for her younger cousins.

At that time, primary schools in rural areas of Southwest China did not provide meals; most students brought their own lunchboxes, which they had packed the night before, to school.

The next day at noon, while at school, I spent five cents to heat up my food at the old lady's house near the school gate.

This led to a business that supported an elderly person living alone near the school gate.

Villages like Shanqian Village are actually not too bad; it only takes about half an hour for the Zhou family's children to get to school.

However, in the southwest region, many students from villages often have to walk for one or two hours along mountain paths to get to school, so bringing their own meals has become a necessity.

"We don't have much going on at home these days, so how about we start harvesting wheat tomorrow?"

"We have a lot of people, let's try to finish it in a week."

The Zhou family has a habit of talking about things during dinner, because that's when they feel most at ease.

The family had finished eating by then, and Zhou Rui agreed with his father's suggestion, saying, "Great, Dad, it's just after the autumn harvest, and the tea leaves for this season should be almost picked. Then we can take over the tea garden."

The next morning, the two students from the Zhou family had already set off for school. The remaining young adults also got up very early. Zhou Shiwei did not go to the school to help out because he did not have any tutoring classes that day, and he had already finished a lot of work the day before.

It's the busy farming season, and if you don't get up early, there will be no one to do the work in the fields, and the family's livelihood will be in trouble next year.

Inside the Zhou family's house, a bowl of cooked noodles sat on a wooden table. Grandpa and Grandma were also up; it was around eight in the morning.

Grandpa and Grandma didn't go for a stroll in the village; their meaning was clear: they wanted to go harvest wheat too.

"Why are you all staring at me? Why didn't you call me when you were harvesting wheat? This old man can still move!"

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Zhou Yong'an said something that sounded like he was angry.

Meng Dan also chimed in at this moment, "Yes, the old woman is quite nimble."

Meng Dan is an honest and hardworking rural woman. She hasn't been doing anything these days, which has made her quite bored.

"Dad, you don't need to go. There are six of us in total. That little bit of land isn't much. Besides, we're all experienced."

"Why don't you just stay home and enjoy your retirement? Don't go out and work."

Zhou Shiwei said in an unquestionable tone, he was really helpless. He originally thought the old man was really planning to retire peacefully, but it seems he still can't stay idle.

Zhou Rui chimed in, and even Zhou Shijie said, "You two should get some rest."

Zhou Yong'an was about to say something when Zhou Rui added, "Grandpa and Grandma, how about this: when we harvest the rice, wheat, and corn, we can bring them home. If you two really want to do something, you can just work on the rice."

After hearing Zhou Rui say this, the two elderly people thought about it for a while and then chose to compromise.

The Zhou family's fields are planted with rice and wheat in roughly equal proportions, and some sloping land is planted with potatoes and corn.

They need to harvest the rice and wheat first, and then dig up potatoes and harvest corn.

After a simple meal of noodles with lard, the group of six, led by Zhou Rui on a tricycle, first went to the field furthest from their home to prepare for work.

There isn't much rain this season, so it hardly rains at all.

They walked for about an hour to reach a field that was quite far from their home.

This is a rice paddy, where golden rice ears gleam in the rising sun.

The Zhou family was very enthusiastic. The six of them spread out, each holding a sickle, and began harvesting.

It was at this moment that Zhou Rui's mental information was updated.

This time, it was still worthless white intelligence, so Zhou Rui didn't take it to heart.

Because this was a piece of everyday news, about Li Hang being beaten by his wife after returning home.

The family of six worked very quickly, and since there wasn't much land there, they had harvested about half of the crops by noon.

I can harvest everything if I come back again this afternoon.

Looking at the cart full of rice, Zhou Rui felt very pleased. As long as the autumn harvest came, his family would not need to buy staple food from the supply and marketing cooperative for a while.

Zeng Jiamei had already gone back to cook, while Yang Laidi didn't go because her grandmother Meng Dan was still at home, and they could work together.

Yang Laidi was very motivated and never lagged behind the other men in the harvesting team; in fact, she surpassed many of them.

Now, standing by the roadside and looking into the fields, you can clearly see a harvest line far ahead of the others.

"My second aunt is amazing, and so is my second uncle!"

Zhou Rui praised him generously, while revealing an admiring look in his eyes.

Although Zhou Shijie was a little behind, he wasn't far behind.

Yang Laidi lowered her head slightly, her face flushed. She seemed a little embarrassed, but you could tell she was smiling.

Then there's Zhou Shijie. He's not a bad person, but he's just too ordinary and nothing he does stands out.

"What are you saying, nephew? It's still a long way off, haha."

Zhou Shijie laughed heartily.

"Let's go home for lunch, and we can finish harvesting this afternoon."

Zhou Shiwei called everyone home, but this time he rode the tricycle himself and didn't let Zhou Rui ride it again.

Zhou Rui didn't try to take it from his father; instead, he followed behind the car with his second uncle and aunt, occasionally giving them a push.