Amid Xiaomi's constant longing, autumn harvest finally arrived. While everyone was busy drying and storing various grains, Xiaomi lugged a few sorghum stalks with much effort.
"Xiaomi, the cows at home have food to eat, there's no need to bring this back." Jiang Xiaoxue carried a small basket on her back, filled with a couple of sorghum spikes that were previously overlooked.
"Big sister, I need this for something," Xiaomi insisted. The sorghum leaves had been stripped, leaving bare stalks that were rather long and unwieldy for Xiaomi.
Jiang Xiaoxue sighed helplessly and reached out to take them: "Let me help you with that."
As she spoke, she also called to Tie Dan behind her to hurry up.
Aunt Jiang Hu was cutting down sorghum stalks, and Xiaomi was anxious, fearing they would dry out in the sun if delayed.
Urged by Xiaomi, the three hurried back home.
"Big sister, could you help me wash that big stone mortar? I'll need it in a while."
