Then the group cleaned out the wheat grains and weighed them on an electronic scale.
Ye Wengui wrote the weight on the receipt, making two copies, one for him and one for Shen Yanming.
Shen Yanming glanced at it, saw no problems, put the receipt away, said goodbye to Ye Wengui, and left.
After rushing, he finally arrived home at 6:30. Upon opening the door, the living room was quiet, and Shen Yanming breathed a sigh of relief, as it was highly likely that Bi Qiaoan hadn't woken up yet.
He walked around the rooms to make sure his wife hadn't come out, then went to the bathroom to wash up before entering the space.
When he arrived at the mobile villa, he found it still quiet. Just as he had expected, Qiao An was still asleep. In that case, he hadn't broken his promise.
Shen Yanming was smugly thinking that his wife would see him as soon as she opened her eyes, but little did he know that Qiao An was woken up twice during the night by the two babies. Each time, she was woken up just as she fell asleep, so she didn't fall back asleep until dawn.
Shen Yanming didn't bother her. Instead, he went into the study, took out a small mirror, and began to treat the newly grown pustules on his face.
Actually, he was somewhat relieved that his wife hadn't woken up yet; otherwise, seeing the five, six, seven, or eight newly formed pustules would have been heartbreaking. However, the spiritual spring water seemed to be working very slowly, and he feared he wouldn't be able to avoid it in the end.
Shen Yanming sighed and then dropped the matter.
After applying the spiritual spring water to the abscess, he brought out a few steamed buns and a glass of milk from the storage area, ate a simple breakfast, and then went to rest in the guest room.
When he woke up, he found that his wife had been up for quite some time. He glanced at the time and realized it was already noon.
"Why didn't you wake me up when you woke up?" Shen Yanming said with a hint of resentment.
Bi Qiaoan smiled and said, "You can sleep. Why should I wake you? How will you have the energy to work at night if you don't wake up?"
Shen Yanming knew she had a point, but he still felt a little regretful, "I promised you'd see me the moment you open your eyes..."
To everyone's surprise, Bi Qiaoan nodded, "I saw it. I went to the guest room as soon as I woke up and saw you sleeping soundly. I felt much more at ease."
Hearing this, Shen Yanming smiled. After lunch, the two began to recount their haul from the previous night.
“I was thinking that our family’s grain should eventually go through the proper channels. Instead of looking for processing plants outside, why not go directly to the guard team? The money they collect can be used to pay the guards,” Shen Yanming said.
Bi Qiaoan had no objection to this, but she asked, "When you went to help people harvest wheat, did they ask you why you were harvesting so early?"
Shen Yanming shook his head. "I didn't ask, and the person in charge of the agricultural area didn't seem surprised at all. I guess they were probably harvesting wheat too."
"If you're going to make that assumption, quite a few people probably know about it. So why didn't the league announce it directly?"
"I'm afraid it will cause social unrest," Shen Yanming said. "Think about it, even before the announcement, there are still many theft cases in Hai City. If it's announced, won't even more people take the risk?"
"But if we don't announce it, aren't we afraid that in the end everyone won't be able to harvest their food?"
Shen Yanming paused for a moment before saying, "It shouldn't be. Even if some plants wither, they were already at maturity. At most, the yield will be reduced, but it won't have a significant impact."
"Then why did you... harvest it ahead of time?"
Shen Yanming smiled and said, "I don't know either, it's just a gut feeling." He really didn't hide anything; he made this decision on a whim.
Bi Qiaoan didn't press the matter further, after all, Shen Yanming was more accurate than her in terms of intuition.
She didn't speak, but Shen Yanming continued, "However, I plan to store Zhang Heping and Ji Kangyong's harvest directly into my space, and then send them flour when they run out of food. Giving it all to the guard team would be too conspicuous."
“Well, if we leave all the harvest to them, they’ll probably spoil before we can finish it. Unless we don’t push the wheat and leave them some grains,” Bi Qiaoan added.
“That makes sense. But given how busy those two are, they'd probably rather give up half of their harvest as payment to have us get things done for them right away.”
Bi Qiaoan had no objection to this, but she asked, "How much grain is left in the field? How much did you harvest in the early morning?"
Shen Yanming estimated for a moment, then said apologetically, "There's still quite a lot left. I arrived too late and worked for two or three hours, but only managed to harvest a third of the land."
"Are you going again tonight?"
"Go ahead, collect them all and you'll feel calmer."
"Then go take a nap after you finish eating. You'll have more energy tonight if you get a good rest."
Shen Yanming smiled and did not refuse, but after wandering around the space for a while, he went back to the guest room to sleep.
Once he lay down on the bed, he realized his wife hadn't asked about the pustules on his face. He felt a little guilty, but since his wife hadn't asked, he didn't bring it up.
Bi Qiaoan actually saw it, but thinking that the spiritual spring water could cure it, she didn't ask. After all, it's normal to work outside at different times, and getting a few boils from being exposed to the sun isn't a big deal.
Fortunately, Shen Yanming stopped him from going out and risking his life. Otherwise, if he had gotten sunburned and developed impetigo, he might not have been able to feed his two babies. In that case, he would probably only be able to feed them cow's milk or formula.
Well, let's not talk about that anymore. After resting in the space for an afternoon, the two of them left.
At this time, the sunlight outside was still very strong, and the sun was setting in the west but wouldn't go down.
Shen Yanming wasn't in a hurry. He had his wife bring out a bunch of fresh ingredients and then prepared to cook.
Logically, he should stay away from these things, but he couldn't bear to see his wife busy from morning till night, so he wrapped himself up like a ball and started cooking dinner in the kitchen.
Seeing that he was wearing a mask and gloves, and even a helmet just in case, Bi Qiaoan didn't stop him. She actually thought Shen Yanming was making a mountain out of a molehill. But Shen Yanming always said that it's better to be safe than sorry, which left her speechless.
Actually, it's not that the two of them can't just eat whatever's readily available, but if the gas meter at home doesn't turn on for a long time, people might notice something's wrong. So, they still need to go outside occasionally.
Around 10 o'clock, as the sun set, Shen Yanming left without delay.
This time when I went to Qingning Mountain, I found that apart from those on duty, the rest of the security team were harvesting wheat on the back mountain. They had also called on their relatives to speed things up.
When Chen Shunwei saw Shen Yanming approaching, he went up to greet him. However, his first words were: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen. I heard that you came to harvest wheat last night, so I wanted to follow in your footsteps and harvest early as well. But when they saw me start, they all joined in the fun."
I had no intention of revealing your whereabouts, but now…”
Shen Yanming interrupted with a smile, "It's alright, it's all a personal choice. As long as they're not worried about reduced production, it's fine. With someone to harvest with me, I won't be lonely."
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