San Zong looked at Xia Chu Jian with admiration and said, "It must be that Master Shaojun came to see them. They were so excited that they matured early out of joy!"
Xia Chujian's mouth twitched as he said, "San Zong, everything about you is good, but there's one thing you're not good at."
"Ah? What did Sanzong do wrong? Please tell me, Master Shaojun! Sanzong will definitely change it!" Sanzong clenched his fists and looked at Xia Chujian nervously.
Xia Chujian said seriously, "San Zong, please don't deify me. It will make me arrogant."
"I'm just an ordinary person whose genes can't even evolve, let alone farming. I have nothing to do with these rice seedlings. The reason these rice seedlings are ripe is definitely because Sanmang worked so hard. They really like Sanmang, so they matured early to give him a surprise!"
Three-mane's face flushed with excitement, and he rubbed his hands together and started to tremble. "Ah? No way...really...do they really like Three-mane?"
Xia Chujian nodded heavily: "It must be!"
San Zong was excited for a moment, then jumped up and said, "Since the rice is ripe, we should prepare to harvest it! Otherwise, the rice ears will crush the rice seedlings!"
Xia Chujian said, "You don't want to harvest tonight, do you? Can't you wait until tomorrow?"
Sanmane looked up at the moon, impatient to wait any longer. He said, "I'm afraid it's going to rain tomorrow. We only have one acre of land anyway, so we might as well harvest it tonight and pile it in the warehouse. We'll go there tomorrow to sort it out."
Sanzong did what he said and excitedly went to the hut on the other side to get the farm tools, including a sickle that was half a person's height and a large cloth bag hanging around his neck.
Then he jumped into the paddy field, bent down and started harvesting rice.
The sickle was flying, and he quickly cut down the heavy rice ears and threw them into the cloth bag on his chest.
He was indeed used to doing it. He walked very fast alone, and every time he raised the sickle in the moonlight, it would reflect the shining moonlight.
But it would take him about eight hours to harvest that one acre of land manually.
Xia Chujian said, "San Zong, let me help you."
She went to the shed where the farm tools were kept, found a pair of high plastic boots to change into, and also found the same sickle and the cloth bag hanging around her neck.
San Zong went from west to east, and she went from east to west, choosing different ridges of the field and starting to harvest.
It was the first time Xia Chujian used that kind of sickle, and he didn't know that this special sickle required a certain amount of time to learn and adapt, otherwise he would definitely cut himself.
She only took one look at Sanzong and learned everything without any instruction.
There is water in the paddy field. Xia Chujian doesn't like to step into the paddy field barefoot, but wearing those thigh-high plastic boots, there is no such problem.
Bending over, he harvested rice with Sanzong in the moonlight. His hands moved mechanically, and his restless mood gradually calmed down.
After a while, she no longer had the energy to think about all that mess.
All she could see were the vibrant rice seedlings and the golden color of the tips of the rice ears, which made her happy no matter how she looked at them.
The rice seedlings in the cloth bag on her chest were getting more and more, and it was heavy. She felt quite happy about the harvest.
Although it was indeed tiring to bend over all the time, she was happy in her tiredness and was very happy!
Sanzong usually does farm work here alone most of the time. Although Zhu Yingying sometimes comes to see what he is doing, she never actually goes to the fields to help him like Xia Chujian does.
So this time, with a companion, Sanzong felt more motivated and even sang folk songs happily.
"The rice is golden, and the sweat is like waves!"
"Young Master, please help me, and Sanrong, please be happy!"
Xia Chujian: “…”
It rhymes quite well.
The cutting lasted until after midnight.
Xia Yuanfang coaxed Wu Fu to sleep and did not see Xia Chujian and San Zong come back. He could not help but go to the place where San Zong was farming with Aunt Chen.
As a result, I saw Sanzong and Xia Chujian in the paddy fields under the moonlight, waving sickles to harvest rice!
Aunt Chen said in surprise, "Why are we harvesting now? Didn't they say it would take another two weeks to mature?"
Xia Yuanfang glanced at the rice seedlings in the paddy field and said, "...They seem to be ripe. I remember San Zong said that when the tips of the rice ears turn golden yellow, they are ripe."
Aunt Chen took a closer look, her eyes widening as she exclaimed, "But the tips of these rice seedlings only turned rouge red yesterday!"
According to the growth progress of the previous crop of rice, it will take fifteen days, or about two weeks, for the tips of the rice seedlings to turn golden yellow after they turn rouge red.
Aunt Chen had helped Sanzong plant a crop in the greenhouse, so she knew this very well.
She was even more shocked than Xia Yuanfang.
Xia Yuanfang didn't know much about farming. She said, "Since San Zong thinks it's ready to harvest, it must be ripe. When it comes to farming, I still trust San Zong."
Aunt Chen said, "It's not that I don't believe in San Zong, I just think it's amazing! This rouge-red flower has just grown and it's already turned golden yellow. The growth cycle has been shortened by two weeks! Could it be that San Zong has figured out a new secret method of growing it?"
"Both are possible..." Xia Yuanfang thought, isn't Dang Kang's innate skill planting?
"Let's go get them some midnight snacks and some water. They look so tired." Aunt Chen felt a little distressed and hurried back to the main house, fetched some water and brought over some meat patties.
Xia Yuanfang had already walked over to Sanzong and asked, "Sanzong, how come these rice seedlings are suddenly ripe? Have you figured out a new secret method for growing them?"
As Sanrong harvested, he smiled innocently and said, "It's not Sanrong. Sanrong doesn't know what's going on. Sanrong thinks it's Master Shaojun... Because Master Shaojun came to see them, they were happy and cooked immediately!"
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