The Female Officer Became a Farmer After Getting Reborn

Chapter 333: Harvesting

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yangyang and Seven Pounds picked up the rice ears for a while before feeling bored. Suddenly, they saw two red-breasted chickens flying out of the middle of the rice field. Yangyang and Seven Pounds stuffed the rice ears in their hands into the bamboo basket and chased after them. Sanzi and Er Ya also carried the bamboo basket and chased after them. The children chased the two red-breasted chickens everywhere. Seeing this, Ruyi picked up two stones and smiled. “Move aside. It’s up to Uncle Yi.”

The few of them hurriedly dodged. They saw Ruyi wave his hand before the two red-breasted chickens fell into the rice field. The children clapped and cheered.

“Wow! Uncle Yi is amazing.”

Seven Pounds looked at Ruyi with admiration. “Father is so powerful.” Ruyi smiled proudly and patted his son’s head. “Practice hard and you’ll be even stronger than Father when you grow up.”

Maizi picked up the chickens from the rice field and handed them to Yangyang and Seven Pounds. “Young Master, Seven Pounds. Take it back and let Granny Yun lock them up.”

The two of them reached out and grabbed the wings of their red breasts. They smiled and nodded. “Yes! They would be delicious when stewed with mushrooms. Grandmaster loves them.”

“Yes! Go back and raise it for Grandmaster to eat when he comes back.”

Old Madam Yun carried two buckets of herbal tea to the rice field and shouted,

“The herbal tea is here. Those who are thirsty can come to drink it…”

Yangyang pulled Seven Pounds to the field. “Young Master, Seven Pounds, run slowly.” Old Madam Yun looked at the two of them, who were sweating profusely, and helped them put on their straw hats. She looked at the chickens they were carrying and smiled. “Young Master, your luck is not bad! You even grabbed two red-breasted chickens.”

“Uncle Yi shot it down. They’re not dead yet! Granny Yun can take it back and stew it when Grandmaster comes back.” The two of them handed the chickens to Old Madam Yun. Yangyang picked up the gourd ladle and scooped up a sip of herbal tea. ‘Wow! It’s a little bitter.”

Seven Pounds took it and took a big sip. He smiled at Yangyang. “I know. This was boiled with herbal tea leaves picked by Old Master.”

“It doesn’t taste good.” Yangyang shook his head.

“Be careful not to get heatstroke.” After Old Madam Yun reminded the two of them, she carried the chickens and walked back.

During lunch, Yangyang carried the bamboo basket and ran to Li Yu. He pointed at the small half of the rice ears in the bamboo basket and asked for credit with a smile. ‘Mother, look, these are the rice ears I picked up.”

Li Yu looked at her son’s red face and took off the straw hat on his head to wipe the sweat off his face. She smiled and said, “Yes! My good son, I’ll make cakes for you when I have threshed the new rice.”

Yangyang smiled happily and held Li Yu’s hand. “Alright, I also have to give it to Brother Seven Pounds.”

Li Yu smiled and said, “Alright! I won’t forget your Brother Seven Pounds.”

For two days, the sky was clear. After lunch and a short rest, everyone went to the field to continue harvesting the rice. After working for more than an hour, the wind began to blow.

An older short-term worker waved his hand and looked at the sky. He shouted anxiously to everyone, “Oh no, there is a cold wind. It’s about to rain heavily.

Everyone, hurry up and pick up the rice that has been cut. Hurry up and go back to help collect the grains in the drying field.”

“It’s going to rain. Don’t continue cutting grains. Hurry up and go back to collect the grains.” The short-term workers shouted at the people cutting the grains.

Auntie Xue looked up at the black clouds piled up on the top of the mountain and hurriedly ran back with the sickle. She shouted, “Stop cutting the grains. It’s going to rain. Go back to the drying field and help collect the grains.” The people who were cutting the grains stopped when they heard the shout and ran back with large strides.

The rice beater also sped up hard. The child from the teleportation valley carried the grain handle and ran. Ah Wei and Ruyi ran back to chase out two ox carts and pull baskets of rice into the drying field.

Li Yu also realized that the sky was not right in the drying field. She shouted at Gu Yu and the others, “Hurry up and collect the grains. I’m afraid it’s going to rain.”

“Got it,” Gu Yu and the others replied loudly. They hurriedly ran to pick up the rake and push the grains together.

Li Yu, Old Madam Yun, and Madam Xu used pushers to push the grains into the barn. A few others used brooms to sweep the grains scattered on the ground together and put them into the wicker basket.

Auntie Xue and Auntie Lin ran back to the drying field. Everyone picked up their things and got busy. Just as they put the grains back into the barn, and barely had time to clean up the scattered grains on the ground, they realized that raindrops were falling, pattering on the tiles. Everyone picked up their brooms and quickly swept the grains scattered on the ground into the barn.

At this moment, Ruyi and the others pulled the remaining grains back. Everyone quickly carried the wicker baskets into the barn, and heavy rain poured down from the sky.

“We’re a little lucky.” Everyone was breathing hard as they leaned against the eaves wall and watched the heavy rain hit the tiles and pour down the eaves. Their faces were filled with triumph.

The heavy rain stopped after about an hour. After the clouds parted and the fog dissipated, the sun rose again. Everyone split up and got busy again. The threshing was done at the rice field. The drying of the grains cleaned up the rain in the drying field and pushed out the grains in the barn to dry.

The people on the farm were busy in the rice field. They picked baskets of rice to the field and pulled them back to the farm. Old Zou, Uncle Cai, and the others were extremely excited. They said loudly, “The rice on our farm is much more than the rice we collected when we went out to work.”

Uncle Cai also felt that this was the first time he had seen such good crops in his decades of life. His eyes lit up with excitement. “That’s right! I didn’t expect the soil dug up from the mountains to be so fertile. And those corncobs. Sigh! They look so lovely!”

“Sigh!” Little Loach sighed like an adult. “Now I don’t have to worry about not having food to eat.”

“That’s right! When you have enough to eat and drink, there’s hope. When you’re tired, bitter, and sleepy, you forget. Sometimes, I remember the feeling of getting up in the middle of the night to drink cold water in the cold winter of the past. Sigh!…” Uncle Dashui had an indescribable expression.

At this moment, Ruyi was on the field. He smiled and shouted at Old Zou and the others, who were sweating profusely, “Everyone, work harder. Let’s wrap up this field and go home. We’ve added two big dishes tonight. Braised trotters and yam-roasted duck. I can smell the fragrance in the drying field. I’m so hungry that I swallow my saliva.”

When Maizi heard that there was a yam-roasted duck, it shouted anxiously,

“Uncle Yi, ducks are raised to lay eggs. It’s a pity to kill them!”

“This kid is good. He’s from the Gu family.” Ruyi laughed loudly.

Uncle Cai took the grain handle and teased loudly, “Brat, the roasted duck tastes so good at this season. When you eat it, you’ll forget your heartache.”

Maizi frowned and shouted, ‘Why don’t you feel sorry? There are so many of us. How many ducks do we have to kill to be enough?!”

“Ha, ha… This kid is not bad. He’ll be a good man who knows how to run the house in the future.” Everyone laughed when they saw Maizi’s anxious expression..