Zili, who looked listless, glanced at Shu Miao, who was full of curiosity, and muttered weakly,
"Don't look. My mother has important things to do at the commune. She won't take us with her."
Hearing this, Shu Miao was startled and asked him hurriedly, "Then how can we possibly go to the commune?"
"It's impossible, unless we wait until we go to junior high school." He shrugged, looking hopeless.
Then he stopped looking at her and set off with his backpack on his back.
Seeing this, Shu Miao didn't care about anything else and hurriedly followed Zili's footsteps.
To be honest, she still didn't know where her own private plot was, so naturally she had to follow him closely.
She had always thought that private plots were distributed nearby, until she came to the last reservoir she saw when she surveyed the creek, and was completely speechless.
Looking at the vast sweet potato field in the distance, Shu Miao couldn't help but wonder, "Is this all private land?"
Immediately afterwards, she received a look from Zili that looked like she was a fool.
Shu Miao was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, he quickly realized how irrational his words were.
There are only a few people in their family, and the vegetables grown in the yard are enough for them to eat. Most other families have more than a dozen people. How could they possibly grow only sweet potatoes like they do?
Shu Miao, knowing that he had misjudged something, shut his mouth in disappointment.
Following behind Zili, he began to harvest the relatively tender sweet potato vines with few insect holes.
The two of them worked together to harvest the sweet potato vines, and after a series of drying process, they soon filled the winnowing baskets at home.
The two of them did not rest. After eating and drinking, they continued to work.
The two of them worked together for an entire afternoon and finally managed to harvest all the sweet potato vines in their private plot.
Shu Miao wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the "hill" in front of him, feeling an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.
Just as he had taken a breath, Zili, who had run out to call for help earlier, came running back in a hurry, followed by two ox carts, heading towards this side.
When she approached Shu Miao, she found that Zi Li's face was not very good. She wanted to ask what was going on, but after looking at the two uncles driving the ox cart, she could only suppress her worries.
The two uncles each took a hand rake and started arranging the sweet potato vines without saying a word.
Shu Miao quickly followed Zili's actions and handed the two men the hemp rope so that it would be easier for them to tie them up.
But as bundles of sweet potato vines were thrown onto the ox cart, Shu Miao noticed Zi Li's visible anxiety.
Just when I wanted to ask him what was wrong, Zili just shook her head and said nothing, but the anxiety in her eyes became more and more obvious.
Seeing all the sweet potato vines being loaded onto the ox cart, Zili finally lost his balance and grabbed the sleeve of one of the uncles.
"Uncle Jiang, shouldn't the sweet potato vines be weighed first?"
"What do you know, little kid? I discussed it with your mother in advance..." Jiang Weihong glared at him impatiently.
Before he could finish his words, a hoarse, cold laugh suddenly rang out.
"I didn't even know about the team's explicit rules. It turns out that big brother can change them just by saying so~"
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