Flowers can only be planted next spring, but cabbage and radishes can be planted now, sprout in half a month, and be ready to eat in early October.

Xu Yan was just listening at first and didn't plan to grow vegetables in the yard. They hadn't even finished eating the vegetables in their private plot yet. If they planted some more at home, how could they possibly eat them all?

"Listen to your sister-in-law," Li Aihua told Xiao Shuanzi to run home and get the remaining cabbage and radish seeds, then start sowing them in the place where Xie Zhuo had left to plant flowers.

Xu Yan couldn't possibly let her do it; he quickly went over and snatched the job from her.

“It’s alright, don’t worry about it,” Li Aihua said. “Xie Zhuo took my son Xiao Shuanzi to ride his bicycle all afternoon yesterday, it’s only right.”

“What’s wrong with riding a bicycle?” Xu Yan still stood in front of her. “Da Bao and Xiao Bao played together too.”

“Then you can plant them yourself, and I’ll give you some guidance,” Li Aihua thought for a moment and put the seeds in Xu Yan’s hand. “Autumn radishes are delicious, you’ll see when the time comes.”

Helpless, Xu Yan could only plant a patch of cabbages and radishes in the yard with Li Aihua's help.

After Xie Zhuo got home, he went to check on it again and then watered it a little more.

After a few more leisurely days, the tranquility of the morning was once again disturbed by the broken porcelain basin being pounded in the hands of the brigade leader.

Xu Yan frowned. Before she even opened her eyes, she felt someone pat her head reassuringly and then kiss her forehead.

The autumn harvest has begun!

Xu Yan had never seen Song Guangming's brief "mobilization meeting" before the autumn harvest in previous years, and he also missed it this year.

By the time she was fully awake, Xie Zhuo had already left, leaving only her and her two little ones at home.

Da Bao and Xiao Bao each had a piece of dried sweet potato and were squatting on the threshold of the front door, munching on it. A few children were standing not far away, one of whom was the chubby boy who had pushed Xiao Bao to get on the bicycle.

Song Jiabao is leading a group in a game of hide-and-seek.

They'd already run out of things to do with their old neighborhood, so they came south to play. For a while, his parents wouldn't let him come here, partly because it's close to the river, and partly because there's this annoying Xie Laosan and his shrewish wife here!

He heard his mother say that Xie Laosan was some kind of jinx, and that his wife wasn't a good person either.

So we never let them come here to play.

Today, all the adults went to work in the fields, and no one paid attention to him, so he ran over with a few little devils.

He had originally intended to go somewhere else to play, but when his gaze swept over Xie Dabao and Xie Xiaobao sitting at the entrance, his eyes darted around.

"Hey," Song Jiabao poked the person next to him in the stomach with his short hand.

A skinny little boy with snot running down his face, who was standing next to him, immediately turned to look at him, with suspicious drool at the corner of his mouth.

Song Jiabao curled his lip, secretly mocking Zhao Tiedan for never having eaten anything good.

Is it really necessary?

I drool just watching someone eat a piece of dried sweet potato.

How embarrassing!

But he didn't say these words aloud. He winked at Zhao Tiedan and lowered his voice, saying, "How about... you call the two of them along later?"

"I don't like them at all," Zhao Tiedan thought that Song Jiabao misunderstood that he was watching the Xie family's door and wanted to play with Xie Dabao and the others, so he immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.

“It didn’t say you liked them,” Song Jiabao said. “It just asked you to invite them to hang out together.”

“I don’t want to go,” Zhao Tiedan glanced at Xie Dabao and Xie Xiaobao sitting on the doorstep again. “Besides, Jiabao, haven’t you always disliked them?”

“I do hate them,” Song Jiabao said, then his eyes darted around again. “That’s why I asked you to invite them over to play.”

The other children also came over when they heard what Song Jiabao said.

"We'll let them hide then. Once they're hidden, we'll deliberately not look for them and go play somewhere else," Song Jiabao said.

“Then it will be hilarious when they realize they’ve been tricked,” another child added to Song Jiabao’s words.

A few children were whispering nearby. Xu Yan had finished washing up, eaten the breakfast that was still warm in the pot, and then made a thermos of bayberry juice with the freshly made bayberry jam. She planned to go and deliver water to Xie Zhuo in the field.

It was raining a couple of days ago, but it's gotten hot again these past few days, and the sun is even a bit stinging on my skin.

Xu Yan wore a long-sleeved shirt and trousers, braided her hair, put on a straw hat, and carried her things out when she saw Song Jiabao standing in front of the two little brats talking to each other.

Da Bao didn't say anything, just kept eating his dried sweet potato. Xiao Bao didn't say anything either, his round, grape-like eyes fixed on Song Jiabao.

"One word: are you going or not?" Song Jiabao was getting impatient, but for the sake of their plan, he still tried to persuade the two of them. "Hide and seek is a lot of fun. A bunch of us will look for you two. If we can't find you, you win."

"What are the benefits of winning?" Xiao Bao asked suddenly after a long while.

"Benefits?" Song Jiabao raised his voice.

“Yeah,” Xiao Bao looked at him, “why should we win if there’s no benefit to it?”

"because……"

Song Jiabao had never thought about this issue. They had always been a group of people hiding and another group searching. Whether the hiding group won or the searching group won, the winning side was very happy.

They think they're amazing and better than everyone else.

But no one thought about what benefits they would get after winning.

As for the benefits...

“We won’t go if there’s no benefit,” Da Bao finally finished the dried sweet potato in his hand. “It’s not interesting.”

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