"Anan, the land behind the county government office can be completely harvested today."
Lin Yinan was surprised, "They finished harvesting so soon after they started harvesting?"
"Looking at the heavy ears of rice, everyone is working with all their might, waiting for the final yield to come out."
"After we finish cutting the crops, we'll turn the soil over and let it dry so everyone can rest for a few days."
Lin Yiheng said, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
After taking a shower, having breakfast, and feeding the child, Lin Yinan went to the rice paddies.
Men and women wielded sickles in the fields, while children helped carry the harvested rice to the threshing machine.
A young, strong man held the rice grains in his hands and put them into the foot-operated threshing machine to thresh them. Next to him was an assist device that helped to divide the rice grains into small handfuls and place them on the lid above the rice threshing machine.
When the grain bin behind the rice threshing machine is almost full, the two of them have to stop and bag the threshed rice.
Lin Yinan saw a pile of unthreshed rice in the distance, kicked off his shoes, stepped into the field, and carried the bundle of rice to the threshing machine.
The two men responsible for threshing the rice carried the full sacks to the ridges of the field.
Turning around, I saw Lin Yinan pick up a handful of rice and put it into the threshing machine, stomping on it forcefully.
Ding Gui was terrified and hurriedly shouted at her, "Third Madam, when the threshing machine starts moving, keep your hands away and hold on tight, or you'll get caught in it!"
"Don't worry, I understand!" Lin Yinan smiled at him and stomped her foot harder.
As the gears turn, memories of past lives appear before my eyes like a movie.
Just then, Qianwu ran over from the edge of the field like a gust of wind.
"Lord City Lord, Yun San is back!"
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