Not long after Anning and the other three left, it was time for the summer harvest.
The weather was decent this year, the wheat grew well, and by lunar May, families were busy cutting wheat.
While others started harvesting, Pei Laoshi was worried.
He had twelve acres of wheat to harvest, a daunting task.
In past years, harvesting was exhausting, and this year, with three people gone, there was An Xian who was so lazy. She didn't even cook, let alone help with work.
Zhao Chuan was diligent, but this time, his factory had a lot of work, and he had to work overtime daily and couldn't take leave to help with fieldwork.
It seems only Pei Laoshi and Liu Dalian could work.
But two people harvesting twelve acres was really too much for them.
During dinner, Pei Laoshi said to An Xian, "You sort yourself and join the field work tomorrow."
