The rice stalks were cut from the base and stacked neatly in piles, making room for the threshing barrels.
Jiang Hu and Liu Yang used the threshing barrels, each gripping a bunch of rice stalks, swinging their arms to hit the stalks forcefully against the barrel.
The grains cascaded down swiftly. With the inertia, as they flew upwards again, they were instantly blocked by a barrier, having no chance to fall outside.
In this tiresome yet joyful busy farming season, no matter how exhausting it is, everyone has a radiant smile on their face.
The more fatigued they are, the happier and more excited they feel.
Because the more tired they are, the better the harvest is, who wouldn't love that?
The Jiang family's rice field receives excellent sunlight, making it among the earliest to be harvested.
