Chen Shuning didn't go inside; instead, he stood in the yard and chatted with Liu Shumei.
"I'm used to waking up at this time every day, I just wake up on time." Chen Shuning wasn't afraid of being caught lying at this moment, since it was pitch black in the yard, what could she possibly see?
"By the way, Sister Shumei, I think the weather looks a bit off today. It looks like it's going to rain."
"That's right, the old Party Secretary is really good at reading the weather. He said it would rain in the next few days and it definitely would. It's just that the soybeans in the east of the village haven't been harvested yet, and we don't know if we can get them into storage before the rain."
By the way, Shuning, do you have a raincoat? If so, you should bring it to work today. It might rain anytime, and you don't want to get caught in the rain and catch a cold.
Also, it's best to bring some hot water today. It looks pretty cool even if it doesn't rain, so don't drink cold water.
"I understand, thank you, Sister Shumei. You go ahead and do your work, I'll go see if there's anything I can help with at Chunni's place. It's good to eat early so I can get to work sooner."
It wasn't that Chen Shuning was particularly enlightened; rather, the only soybeans left to harvest were in the field at the east end of the village. If they could finish harvesting them quickly, they could rest for a few days.
Then, once the corn and soybeans were dried, bagged, and the grain was handed over to the state, the autumn harvest was considered over, which meant they no longer had to work.
Although they still had to go up the mountain to chop firewood and collect wild goods before hibernation, for Chen Shuning, that wasn't about survival, but a source of enjoyment.
Because it was her last day of work, Wang Chunni got up early today to make a batch of chive pancakes and cook a pot of millet porridge.
After eating dry rations for several days in a row, this kind of food is already considered to be the best.
Of course, Chen Shuning was an exception, because every night after closing the door, she would secretly go to her space to have a special meal.
Otherwise, with the intense labor of the autumn harvest, her small body wouldn't be able to withstand it without some good food.
Although Chen Shuning felt guilty about keeping the food all to himself, he was helpless, since it was not something that others should know about his personal space.
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