Chapter 213 Taking Care of Postpartum Women (Part 1)
But no one complained or said they were tired, or stopped to rest for even a minute longer.
At midday, during their break, the group sat under the shade of a tree, munching on flatbreads brought from their families, listening to Zhao Mancang, who was standing on a higher vantage point, shout: "Don't skimp on food these next few days! Eat your fill, make sure you're full so you have the energy to work. We must work overtime these next few days to finish harvesting the rice! The physical labor these days will be tough, but I believe everyone can persevere. Our motto is: Every second counts in harvesting the rice!"
"Racing against time to harvest rice! Racing against time to harvest rice!"
The shouts from below were deafening, and everyone was full of energy.
When they harvested the rice, they touched the plump grains. This year's rice is of excellent quality and the cooked rice will definitely be more fragrant than usual.
They would be heartbroken if such good rice were even slightly damaged by locusts.
"Thanks to God's blessing, otherwise, such good rice would have been ruined by locusts."
"That's right! When I went out this morning, I saw so many locusts that my legs went weak. I've been waiting for this day for so long, and it was finally time to eat, but then suddenly so many locusts came. Thankfully, God wiped out those pests!"
"What does this mean? It means that good people are rewarded. Everyone in our village is kind-hearted, and Heaven is reluctant to punish us."
Listening to their discussion, Ma Xiulian thought to herself: All of this is thanks to my precious baby. It was only because God couldn't bear to see my precious baby without food that He took away those locusts.
Otherwise, we might not have enough to eat for the next year.
Moreover, since the baby was born, every year has been blessed with favorable weather and abundant harvests, and even the crops that usually ripen are more plump than usual.
The entire commune was busy until dark, when they could barely see anything, before they each took their sickles and carried their loads home.
As soon as I got home, I sat under the eaves to rest. No one cooked, since I was exhausted after a long day of work.
Such sudden, high-intensity labor left even the men of the Chen family somewhat overwhelmed.
The women's work was a little easier, so after sitting for a while, Ma Xiulian took her two wives to start a fire and cook.
Remembering Zhao Mancang's words, she decided to eat her fill these days so she would have the energy to work. So when she cooked, she mixed a large bowl of white rice into the brown rice.
I also stir-fried a small bowl of cured pork.
When the food was served, everyone, young and old, was overjoyed.
Today's brown rice not only contains white rice, but it's also cooked to be exceptionally thick!
The plate of cured pork was huge, glistening with oil, making my mouth water just looking at it.
Ma Xiulian said generously, "There's still plenty left in the pot. We'll eat our fill these next few days while we're busy harvesting!"
Zhou Zhaodi swallowed hard and flattered her mother-in-law, "Mom, you're so generous!"
Chen Erbao chimed in, "Grandma, you're the most generous grandma ever!"
Although she knew the mother and daughter were just flattering her for the food, Ma Xiulian couldn't help but smile: "Then you must be filial to your grandma and grandpa when you grow up."
Chen Erbao nodded frantically: "That's a must!"
Not to be outdone, Helian Jiao said, "Grandma, I'm filial too."
“Good, our darling is the most filial.” Ma Xiulian’s smile widened.
Chen Erbao didn't argue with his sister, because he had already started wolfing down his porridge.
(End of this chapter)
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