"Eat for dinner!"

"Come on, Xiao Mo, grandma peeled an egg for you..."

“…”

The atmosphere was a bit strange. Seeing that Jiang Xiaohan was stunned by Jiang Xiaomo, grandma rolled her eyes in anger, and then handed Jiang Xiaomo an egg that had just been peeled. Everyone no longer paid attention to the topic just now.

Jiang Xiaohan didn't care about this.

When Jiang Xiaomo thought of Jiang Xiaomo's confused appearance just now, Jiang Xiaohan felt secretly happy. He used to be stumped by the strange problems of this little girl Jiang Xiaomo, but now he finally made a beautiful counterattack.

Comfortable!

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Xiaohan felt secretly proud, a severe pain suddenly came from his waist.

Without looking, based on these skillful movements and familiar feelings, Jiang Xiaohan knew that it was Zhao Wanxi's black hand.

Jiang Xiaohan turned his head and saw Zhao Wanxi's actions that just happened to look away, and he was speechless.

Look at what this means, is it that you "bully" Jiang Xiaomo and then secretly avenge her?

Jiang Xiaohan had a toothache. Before the person named Zhao had passed the door, he protected his future sister-in-law in advance. What else can he do in the future?

Not long.

Jiang Xiaomo, who had eaten two eggs and drank a bowl of porridge, put down his chopsticks, patted his belly with satisfaction, and then said to everyone: "I'm full."

Jiang Xiaomo ate very quickly, as if he was to hurry up.

In fact, this is true, because Jiang Xiaomo has been waiting for this moment since yesterday when he knows that the autumn harvest will officially begin today.

Before coming, Jiang Xiaomo had already made it clear about the purpose of this trip. In addition to accompanying his grandparents, he also had to help them work in the fields.

Grandma seemed helpless but very pleased about Jiang Xiaomo's enthusiasm.

For the other elders, they were actually very happy to see Jiang Xiaohan and Jiang Xiaomo come back. As for the rest, it doesn’t matter, but their performance after they come back is that the old couple is always surrounded by a strong sense of happiness.

What else is more happy than being so well-behaved and sensible?

After everyone finished their meal, under Jiang Xiaomo's urging, everyone embarked on today's autumn harvest with sickles and other farm tools.

"Slow, slower..."

On the way, grandma looked at Jiang Xiaomo who was jogging in front of her, with a smile on her face, but her mouth kept reminding her, for fear that Jiang Xiaomo would run too fast and fall down.

The rice fields at home are not far away. Yesterday, Jiang Xiaohan also took Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi to see them. It is not too early to come out now, because many people are already busy in the fields at this time. Everyone should take advantage of the sunshine these days to complete the autumn harvest as soon as possible.

When he arrived in the field, Jiang Xiaohan was surprised to find that his uncle, aunt and cousin Jiang Lei were also there, and he was already busy.

The reason why Jiang Xiaohan was surprised was that he knew that his uncle's family was a big grain grower in the village and they had been unable to work hard these days, so yesterday his grandfather also specifically told them not to come to help, but he didn't expect that they would still come.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing them, it was not only Jiang Xiaohan, but also Mr. Jiang seemed quite surprised.

Uncle found the people coming, stopped the movements in his hands, smiled and replied, "There are too many people and the speed is fast, and it will take only a while."

"Mom, just rest, we'll just come here."

At this time, the aunt also spoke.

Mr. Jiang was a little unhappy when he heard this. Although he knew that his son and daughter-in-law had good intentions, he was not old enough to do things.

Without saying anything more, everyone quickly joined the ranks of harvesting rice. As for Jiang Xiaomo, because her grandmother did not let her touch the sickle, she could only squat aside and watch everyone work angrily.

Zhao Wanxi grabbed a sickle, but even though she searched for a bunch of tutorials online yesterday, there was still a problem when it was actually done.

"Or...you go and rest too?"

After hesitating for a while, looking at Zhao Wanxi who was a little frustrated, Jiang Xiaohan spoke tentatively.

"don't want."

Looking at Jiang Xiaomo who was squatting beside him, Zhao Wanxi shook her head firmly, and then looked at Jiang Xiaohan: "Tell me!"

Today is an opportunity to show off her well, and she will not give up easily.

"Okay! I'll demonstrate it to you."

Jiang Xiaohan had no choice but to grab a handful of rice with his left hand, and adjusted the angle of the sickle on his right hand, and waved it.

Then, the handful of rice that originally grew in the field was easily cut off by Jiang Xiaohan.

There are not many fancy things, they are all very simple and direct methods, but they are just proficient or not.

Zhao Wanxi has a strong learning ability. After Jiang Xiaohan demonstrated and reminded some things that needed to be paid attention to, she mastered the essence in just a few strokes and gradually caught up with the speed.

The rice that everyone cut was sent to my uncle and the millet was beaten from the rice.

In the morning, my uncle also brought their threshing machine and directly used the threshing machine to help thresh the rice. Compared with the traditional threshing method, this process is simpler and not very laborious.

As for the remaining threshed poles, they are directly tied up or piled into straw piles. These things can be used to burn fire or return to the fields to make fertilizer.

Not counting Jiang Xiaomo, the uncle's family, Jiang Xiaohan, Jiang Xiaomo, and grandparents, had seven people in total. It took almost only one morning to get the acres of rice in Mr. Jiang.

In the afternoon, everyone was not idle. Grandpa and grandma, Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi, and Jiang Xiaomo, who once again volunteered to "go to the battle", all helped their uncle's family.

The whole village is filled with busy figures under the autumn harvest, the joy of harvest and the atmosphere of soil far away from the hustle and bustle of the city are intertwined, and harmony and beauty are everywhere.

Time goes from morning to night, and the sun also goes from east to west. During the busy process, the passing of time is almost impossible to detect. The sun is still rising in the morning, and in a blink of an eye, there is a slanting light gradually to the west.

Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and everyone is very tacitly aware of it and not busy until so late. My uncle and his family are here. Jiang Xiaohan finally snatched control of the kitchen from his grandmother and used the current ingredients and conditions to make a reunion dinner for them that makes people praise.

Maybe it was the dinner made by Jiang Xiaohan, or maybe it was because of the special Mid-Autumn Festival that everyone had a happy evening meal.

After dinner, night has completely fallen.

Jiang Xiaohan and Zhao Wanxi, who were about to help clean up, were driven out by their grandmother. After staying in the yard for a while, the two of them came outside.

"Today's moon seems to be rounder than yesterday's."

Bathed in the moonlight, walking in the quiet village with Jiang Xiaohan holding hands, Zhao Wanxi couldn't help feeling happy.

"How did you see it?"

Jiang Xiaohan looked up at the moon in the sky, but did not find any difference between yesterday and today.

“You can’t help but destroy the atmosphere?”

Faced with Jiang Xiaohan's "demolition", Zhao Wanxi pinched him speechlessly. Can't Jiang Xiaohan cooperate with him with such a good artistic conception?

Jiang Xiaohan, who was "punished", shut up tactfully, and Zhao Wanxi stopped talking. The two of them walked quietly under the moonlight, enjoying this silent romance.

"Did you enjoy your stay?"

After a while, Jiang Xiaohan turned his head, looked at Zhao Wanxi's side face, and suddenly spoke.

"I like it!"

Facing Jiang Xiaohan's gaze, Zhao Wanxi said with some emotion: "It's just a bit of a pity..."

"What a pity?"

Jiang Xiaohan was stunned.

As if he noticed Jiang Xiaohan's nervousness, Zhao Wanxi's gaze fell on him, and her eyes were soft: "It would be great if time could be slower."

"Um!"

After two seconds of silence, Jiang Xiaohan responded slowly, held Zhao Wanxi's hand tightly, and repeated:

"It would be great if the time could be slower."
Chapter completed!