The sun was blazing.

Wan Shu rolled up his sleeves, holding a sickle in one hand and a freshly cut ear of rice in the other. Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his clothes were almost completely soaked with sweat.

She couldn't take it anymore, so she stopped and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

My goodness, the autumn harvest is so tiring!

Today is the third day of the autumn harvest in Liangjia.

Wan Shu had seen autumn harvest scenes both on television and in real life when she was in modern times.

Seeing the farmers covered in sweat, she knew the autumn harvest was tiring, but she never imagined it could be this tiring!

These past three days—no, to be precise, only two and a half days—have almost driven her to her death!

Harvesting rice is not only hot and tiring, but also requires constant bending over and keeping your hands busy harvesting rice.

She now felt that her waist no longer belonged to her, and her delicate hands, which had been nurtured by not doing any work for a long time, were blistered from frequent friction.

Dazhu noticed the situation on Wanshu's side.

Looking at Wan Shu's swollen hands, he said with heartache, "Mother, you should go home and rest. We'll take care of things here!"

Er Ya, San Shun, Si Ya, and Wu Ping, upon hearing the commotion, all stopped what they were doing and offered their advice.

Er Ya also looked distressed: "Yes, Mother, you should go back now."

Sam-soon's face was almost scrunched up like a bun: "Mother, you never used to work in the fields before, but this year you suddenly have to. How can you stand it?"

Siya patted her chest and assured her, "Mother, you go home and rest. I'm strong, I can do your share too!"

Following suit, Wu Ping patted his chest and promised, "Although I'm not as strong as Siya, I will definitely do my best to do what Mother does!"

All five of my children are filial and good children.

Wan Shu was moved, but shook her head without hesitation: "No, although I don't do much, I'm still an adult and can share some of the burden with you. Otherwise, how long would it take you to finish all this land?"

There is a lot of wasteland in Qingshui Village, so every villager can be allocated one mu of land.

There were six people in their family, plus Liang Fugui who died in battle, and they owned a total of seven mu of land.

These seven acres of land are all planted with densely packed rice paddies.

Seven acres may not sound like much, but to the naked eye, you'll be truly amazed by the dense rice paddies.

Wan Shu, who had never tilled the land before, felt that the fields stretched endlessly, as if there was no end in sight.

She was the only adult in the family, how could she hide at home and be lazy, leaving her five little ones to shoulder so much work?

Wan Shu insisted, "I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me, just do your own thing."

Wan Shu's face was now bright red from the sun.

The five children frowned, wanting to persuade her again, when their mother's scolding voice came from the side.

"Just go back and rest. You've always been weak since you were little, how can you do such heavy work!"

Wan Shu, along with her five little ones, all turned their heads to look.

Then, Wan's father and mother, along with their entire family, appeared on the edge of the field.

The eldest brother, Wanfu, and his sister-in-law, Zhou, wore simple, honest smiles.

"Yes, little sister, you've always been frail. Go home and rest. We'll take care of the rest."

"We've already harvested all our grain, and everyone says there's nothing to do! We're a family, so we should help each other out!"

Second Brother Wan Quan nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. We've got nothing to do anyway, let us take care of the rest."

Second sister-in-law Liu's expression was not so good.

Their family started the autumn harvest early, and the grain has already been harvested, but they're not idle either.

In Liu's view, whether it was chopping firewood or sewing shoe soles at home, they were all good jobs that could increase the family income.

With these lucrative jobs available, why would anyone want to be a sucker and help Wan Shuqiu with the harvest for free?

However, whenever Wan Shu makes something delicious and has extra food, she will send over a bowl.

In addition, both the first and second wives now earn money under Wan Shu's control.

Although she was dissatisfied, she couldn't express it directly, so she could only put on an unpleasant expression and agree.

"Yes, yes, little sister, your body is too delicate. Only us lowly people can do this kind of heavy work."

What was meant to be a perfectly normal statement was twisted into something sarcastic and unpleasant by Liu.

Mother Wan immediately glared fiercely at Liu, and then, ignoring Wan Shu's reaction, led her old man, son, and grandson to get to work in the fields.

"Shu'er, you should go back. There are so many people here. Are you worried about tiring your five kids?"

With so many people working, it shouldn't be long before these seven acres of rice paddies are harvested. But... with so many people working, how could she possibly go home and slack off?

Fortunately, what Wan's father said next reminded her.

“Your younger brother can’t work in the fields, so he plans to stay home and help you thresh grain. He’s waiting for you to come back and open the door for him. Our whole family doesn’t have anyone to cook, so we’ll have to rely on you to cook dinner tonight.”

Wan Shu thought about it and realized it was true. Although there were people in the rice fields, they still needed people to thresh the rice at home.

Moreover, the entire Wan family came to help her with the chores, so she couldn't skimp on their dinner.

After thinking it over, Wan Shu stopped making excuses: "Okay! I'll go home and cook for everyone! I promise everyone will have a good meal tonight!"

The Wan family came to help voluntarily. In this kind of situation, giving money would hurt feelings, but it wouldn't be right not to give them any benefit at all. So Wan Shu decided to focus on dinner.

She went back and, while working with Wanfeng to thresh the rice, she also started making dinner.

Anyway, Wan Feng didn't know what they had at home, so Wan Shu was particularly arrogant and secretly bought a full five catties of pork belly from the mall, saying that he bought it in the county town yesterday.

She turned all five pounds of pork belly into large chunks of braised pork.

She also didn't forget the bone scraps made from wild boar ribs in the jar; she put all four or five pounds of them into a steamer and steamed them.

On such a hot day, eating only meat can get greasy, so she used pork cracklings and lard to stir-fry a whole bowl of green vegetables.

Finally, considering the hot weather today, in order to prevent everyone from getting heatstroke, she bought several bags of herbal tea from the mall and added a lot of sugar to it. It's delicious, provides energy, and can also prevent heatstroke—a triple win!

Liu was unwilling to work for Wan Shu for free, and even though she and her three daughters slacked off all afternoon, she was still extremely dissatisfied.

However, all her dissatisfaction vanished when she entered the Liang family home and saw the large table of dishes!

Looking at the large table of meat and vegetables, her mouth watered. Ignoring the fact that she had worked all afternoon and hadn't even washed her hands, she grabbed a handful of braised pork from the bowl.