Su Huaiyue waved her hand and said modestly: "I just saw a lot of it outside, so I thought I'd give it a try."
Wei Che pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Then I will help you too, and try to do more tonight."
The two of them sat under the white moonlight and began to sew the shimmering silk cloth side by side.
The cloth gradually takes shape under the shuttle of needle and thread.
Wei Che was helping on the side, chatting idly about the situation in the village, while Su Huaiyue was sewing stitch by stitch, occasionally looking up and responding.
"Su Huaiyue, I didn't expect you to care so much about the village."
Wei Che said sincerely.
He carefully took out a piece of silk cloth from the basket, his movements clumsy but full of concentration.
Looking at Wei Che's childlike serious yet slightly clumsy expression, Su Huaiyue smiled: "We are doing things for everyone, and we are also working hard for our own lives."
"Well, everything will be fine."
Wei Che nodded, his determination evident in his few words.
It was late at night and there was still a lot of fabric left to be sewn.
The two of them spoke less and less, and the only sound in the room was the rustling sound of needle and thread.
Su Huaiyue said softly, "Let's stop here for today and rest first. We have to get up early to work tomorrow."
"good."
Wei Che responded, spreading the cloth in his hand neatly on the table.
Early the next morning, the eastern sky had just begun to turn pale and the whole village was still immersed in tranquility. Su Huaiyue had already stood up and quietly pushed open the door.
Walking into the yard, she tightened the shawl around her shoulders. The morning breeze blowing in her face brought a hint of coolness.
Not long after, Wei Che also came over, rubbing his sleepy eyes. He saw the unfinished cloth in the yard last night and smiled slightly: "It seems we have to keep working hard."
As the villagers got up one after another, the yard gradually became lively.
Several women who were on good terms with Su Huaiyue looked at each other, noticed the fabrics, and couldn't help but come forward to talk about it.
"Hey, Huaiyue, what are you doing? There are so many fabrics."
Su Huaiyue smiled brightly and turned to greet everyone: "Yesterday, Wei Che and I came up with an idea. Today, we can try to use these fabrics and wooden strips to build a greenhouse to protect the crops in our village."
The village chief came over and stroked his graying beard. "Greenhouse? I've never heard of this idea. How do we do it?"
"It's very simple," Su Huaiyue smiled and explained, "It's something to deal with the temperature difference. After we try it, you will know the effect."
When they arrived at the field, they found a suitable location, spread out the prepared silk cloth, and gently covered the seeds.
Wei Che followed Su Huaiyue's instructions and carefully adjusted the position and tightness of the fabric.
“During the day, the fabric is pulled back so the sun can hit the land directly.”
Su Huaiyue said to Wei Che, "Cover it again at night so that it can maintain a certain temperature."
Wei Che nodded, "This method seems pretty good."
After they had been busy for a while, a neighbor came over to help. As he worked, he said, "I never thought such a simple method could be effective."
Su Huaiyue exchanged glances and smiled, "As long as it can make the seeds germinate, it's a good idea."
The sky is blue, and a few white clouds are floating leisurely in the air.
The villagers gathered at the edge of the fields one after another. They were dressed simply and their faces had a healthy glow.
The women had their hair tied up in buns, and under their sun hats were their arms, which looked strong from long-term work.
The men put their hands on their heads, squinted their eyes and looked at the changes in the fields, their expressions showing a hint of excitement and anticipation.
Su Huaiyue lowered her head and concentrated on tidying up the cloth on the ground quickly.
Wei Che was busy on the side. He was tall and strong, his hands were full of power, and his eyes were shining with seriousness and concentration.
The two of them had such a good understanding that it was like they were completing a work of art together.
"How about we try a piece of fabric as well?"
Among the villagers, a young man stood up and made a proposal with a look of anticipation on his face.
An elderly villager nearby nodded vigorously, his wrinkles smoothed out by a smile. "Yes, we can't rely on them alone. We have to work together."
His voice was firm and powerful, attracting responses from the surrounding villagers.
Su Huaiyue looked at the neatly arranged cloths in the fields, and a fire of anticipation ignited in her heart.
The fabric glows softly in the sunlight, like a field of hope gradually unfolding.
She turned to look at Wei Che, and their eyes met, both filled with trust and tacit understanding. Then they smiled at each other, and their laughter echoed in the fields.
A white-haired old farmer, with a sweat towel draped over his shoulders, walked forward slowly but firmly and patted Wei Che's shoulder gently. "Young man, you really have an idea. This is a good idea. Let's try it!"
There was a gleam of excitement in his eyes, as if he saw new hope in life.
After hearing the old farmer's words, the villagers nodded in agreement and exchanged knowing smiles with each other.
Su Huaiyue and Wei Che looked at each other and laughed out loud at the same time.
Soon, the men and women in the village took action, with clear division of labor in tying wooden strips, lifting cloth, and sowing seeds.
Su Huaiyue and Wei Che ran around, guiding and assisting everyone.
"Miss Su, look, this is how the wood should be tied, right?"
The young man asked, pointing heroically at the structure he had tied up.
Su Huaiyue nodded: "Yes, that's it. You did a great job!"
Along the way, people were chatting with each other and were full of energy.
The sun slowly rose, casting its gentle light, warming the entire village and illuminating the hope in Su Huaiyue and Wei Che's hearts.
The busyness continued until after noon, and the greenhouses in the village began to take shape.
Looking at the neatly arranged trellises in the field, Su Huaiyue and the villagers all smiled with satisfaction.
"Hopefully it won't be too cold tonight."
Wei Che wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes firm and expectant.
Su Huaiyue was slightly startled, then smiled: "No matter what, we are all working hard for a better life. It is very worthwhile."
The sun gradually rose higher, and its soft light sprinkled on the fields, reflecting a warm glow.
Busy people shuttled through the fields, and joyful laughter and enthusiastic calls could be heard from time to time, adding a bit of vitality to the quiet countryside.
In the distance, a few birds were circling in the sky, forming a sharp and harmonious contrast with the work of people on the ground.
The construction of the greenhouse is progressing at a steady pace. The neatly arranged trellises stand upright in the fields like soldiers, providing shelter for the subsequent farming.
The villagers united under the leadership of Su Huaiyue and Wei Che.
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