Today is the day for corn harvesting, and the cornfields surrounding the manor are filled with people.
The manor guests who farm for Lin Wanwan are singing and swaying their heads as they pick corn, their faces full of the joy of harvest.
Lin Wanwan sits in a makeshift pavilion by the river with Xiao Yixun and little Qingyu, holding a golden roasted corn and gnawing at it regardless of her image.
Behind them are the endless cornfields, and in front is the babbling river.
"Mom, the roasted corn is really delicious!"
"If you like it, eat more."
Little Qingyu, who is sitting in the folding chair, is swinging her two white legs, gnawing on the corn like a groundhog.
Around her are also a group of village children.
