The sun was shining brightly in the morning; it was a beautiful day.
Today, a military ship took them there. Bonnie and the others excitedly boarded the ship with their sickles, wishing they could arrive in the next second.
When Gu Ye and the other men saw the lush crops, they were deeply impressed. They had never known that their wives were so capable and hardworking, turning wasteland into fertile fields and taking care of everything at home.
"Honey, you've worked hard."
Not only Gu Ye came today, but also the men from the other wives' families, as long as they weren't on missions. This was Bao Ni's suggestion; she wanted them to know more about their wives' daily lives and to show them more care and consideration.
The logistics leader also arrived. He directed the soldiers to split up and help the wives of the soldiers harvest the wheat.
Bonnie had the most land, so Gu Ye followed Bonnie's instructions and started swinging his sickle. Let's get to work; his Bonnie had put in so much effort, we can't let it go to waste.
For a moment, all that could be heard was the rustling sound of wheat stalks being cut.
After the wheat is harvested, it will take several days to thresh it until it is completely dry.
Accompanied by Gu Ye and Bao Ni, the logistics leaders toured the entire island and made their decision. The soil on the island was good, which could solve the food problem for a large portion of the soldiers, and pigs could be raised there as well. There was also sufficient freshwater.
A few days later, the logistics leaders arranged for people to help them thresh the wheat and then distribute the grain.
Bonnie planted about ten acres of wheat and harvested about two thousand catties of wheat. Now she can eat as much white flour as she wants and have her fill.
It was agreed that after the harvest, they would split the grain 60% and the army would take 40%, leaving Bao Ni with over 1,200 jin of wheat. The other women planted less, mostly two mu of land, and harvested over 400 jin, leaving them with over 200 jin after handing over their share.
The flour yield of wheat is about 80%, and it will be even higher for whole wheat flour.
Bonnie's wheat is enough to feed her family and her parents' family for a year, and they can plant more next year. When the wheat was transported back to the residential compound, it was like water being poured into a pot of hot oil—it exploded in a frenzy!
"My God, so much grain! They've had a really good harvest! So much wheat, enough for so many meals of steamed buns and dumplings!"
"If I had known it would yield a bumper harvest, I would have planted it myself. What a waste!"
"Who knows what will happen next year? It looks good now, but that's because the typhoons this year are small. If a big typhoon hits tonight, everything will be gone."
"Shut your stinking mouth. We'll definitely plant next year. It doesn't matter if we don't get any; there will always be a harvest."
No matter how envious the women in the family compound were, there was nothing they could do; this year, they could only watch as others carried grain home.
Bonnie didn't bring all the food back; she left some at the dock for her older brother to take home.
After all the wheat was stored away, her family's granary finally had some surplus grain. The family of four, except for Sanqi, all had huge appetites, putting them under immense pressure.
Bonnie was at home thinking about grinding the wheat into flour as soon as possible, grinding it finely, not whole wheat flour, but refined flour.
Brother Lin and his friends also transported the wheat home, several large bags of it.
Thanks,
"Don't mention it, you don't need to thank me for this. If you really want to thank me, let us wear your uniform for a couple of days, haha..."
"You are all so beautiful!"
After a few jokes, the people who had helped left, leaving only Brother Lin in the yard.
Who's here?
Grandma Lin hasn't been feeling well these past couple of days and is lying in bed at home.
"Grandma, are you feeling better? Bingzi and the others helped me push the cart. Baoni's harvest was good, and she brought a lot of grain home."
"They've all been taken back?"
Bao Ni's mother came in carrying Sanqi and heard the last part of the sentence.
"The wheat has all been harvested, but the rest are not ripe yet."
The wheat harvest on the island has just been completed; this year's harvest was good, and a considerable amount was harvested.
"Why are there so many?"
Bao Ni's mother looked at the several bags of grain, which must weigh several hundred pounds!
"This girl, is she done with it?"
“That’s right. Our own family members have big appetites, why take so much? Bao Ni’s mother, grind the wheat into flour and make them some more food to send over. Ni Zi is stubborn, she won’t bring any food back.”
"I understand, Mother."
After the wheat harvest, the crops will gradually ripen in a few days.
Bonnie and the others were so busy they were practically running around, and when the troops were busy, they couldn't even spare a moment for them. Soldiers with free time were also sent to help harvest the crops, though the pace wasn't as fast as when they were harvesting wheat.
The autumn harvest activities continued until October before finally coming to an end!
"It's finally over, I'm so exhausted!"
Zhao Yuan plopped down on a pile of corn stalks, wanting nothing more than to lie down and forget everything. It was only during this autumn harvest that she truly understood the hardships farmers endure.
In spring, we planted the seeds with great joy, and after overcoming countless difficulties, autumn arrived.
Autumn harvest, a word that brings both joy and sorrow; there is no such thing as being tired, only feeling more tired.
From spring to autumn, there is also a long summer in between.
It was a special kind of exhaustion, a mental exhaustion!
The seeds were sown, and prayers were made for timely rain. Once the seedlings sprouted, another thought arose: "Don't let it rain too much." There was the fear of both drought and flooding. Finally, the seedlings were ready for harvest, but then the fear of a typhoon sweeping through and taking everything away was raised.
In short, farmers depend on the weather for their livelihood. If the weather is favorable, all their hard work throughout the year is worthwhile! Otherwise, it's all in vain!
What are you thinking about?
"Ah, Bonnie, you know how hard it is to be a farmer. They work hard all year, and whether they get a good harvest depends entirely on luck!"
"It's not easy, life is not easy. Alright, stop lamenting, the ship has arrived, the last batch of grain."
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