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Chapter 264 - Blind Worship (Second Update for Monthly Tickets)

San Zong looked at Xia Chujian with adoration and said, "It must be that the Young Lord came to see them. They were so excited that they matured early out of joy!"

Xia Chujian's lips twitched, and she said, "San Zong, you're good in every way, except for one thing."

"Ah? Where has San Zong not done well? Please tell me, Young Lord! San Zong will definitely correct it!" San Zong clenched his fists, looking at Xia Chujian nervously.

Xia Chujian said with a straight face, "San Zong, don't deify me. It will make me conceited."

"I'm just an ordinary person who can't even evolve my genes, and I don't know anything about farming. I have nothing to do with these rice seedlings. These rice seedlings matured early because San Zong worked too hard. They like San Zong very much, so they matured early to give San Zong a surprise!"

San Zong's little pig face flushed with excitement, and he rubbed his hands together, fidgeting. "Ah? Really? Do they really like San Zong?"

Xia Chujian nodded emphatically. "Definitely!"

San Zong was excited for a while, then jumped up and said, "Now that they're ripe, we need to prepare for the harvest! Otherwise, the ears of rice will crush the seedlings!"

Xia Chujian said, "You're not going to harvest at night, are you? Can't it wait until tomorrow?"

San Zong looked up at the moon, unable to wait a moment longer, and said, "It might rain tomorrow. Anyway, it's only one mu of land, so it's better to harvest it tonight and pile it in the warehouse. We'll sort them out in the warehouse tomorrow."

San Zong acted as soon as he spoke, and excitedly went to the small house on the other side to get the farm tools, taking out a large scythe that was half a person tall, with a large cloth bag hanging around his neck.

Then he jumped into the paddy field, bent over, and began to harvest the rice.

The scythe danced, and clusters of heavy ears of rice were quickly cut down by him and thrown into the cloth bag in front of his chest.

He was indeed used to doing this, moving quickly on his own. Every time the scythe was raised in the moonlight, it reflected a bright, shining light.

But relying on him alone to manually harvest that one mu of land would take about eight hours.

Xia Chujian said, "San Zong, let me help you."

She went to the small house where the farm tools were kept, found a pair of high-top plastic boots to change into, and also found the same scythe and the cloth bag to hang around her neck.

San Zong went from west to east, and she went from east to west, choosing different ridges to start harvesting.

Xia Chujian was using that kind of scythe for the first time and didn't know that this special scythe required a certain amount of learning and adaptation time, otherwise she would definitely cut herself.

But she only glanced at San Zong's side and understood it without being taught.

There was water in the paddy field. Xia Chujian didn't like stepping directly into the paddy field barefoot, but wearing those thigh-high plastic boots solved this problem.

Bending over, harvesting rice in the moonlight with San Zong, her hands moving mechanically, her impetuous mood gradually calmed down.

After a while, she no longer had the energy to think about those messy things.

In her eyes, there were only those vibrant rice seedlings, and the golden yellow on the tips of the ears of rice, which she liked no matter how she looked at them.

The rice seedlings in the cloth bag in front of her chest became more and more numerous and heavy, and she had a sense of harvest joy.

Although bending over all the time was indeed tiring, she was happy and excited to be tired!

San Zong usually spent most of his time doing farm work here alone. Although Zhu Yingying sometimes came to see what he was doing, she never really went down to the field to help him like Xia Chujian did.

So this time, having a companion made San Zong feel even more motivated, and he even cheerfully sang mountain songs.

"The rice stalks are golden, the sweat is like waves!"

"The Young Lord is helping, San Zong is happy!"

Xia Chujian: "..."

It's quite rhyming.

They harvested until after twelve o'clock at night.

Xia Yuanfang had put Wu Fu to sleep, but she didn't see Xia Chujian and San Zong return, so she couldn't help but come to the place where San Zong was farming with Aunt Chen.

As a result, she saw San Zong and Xia Chujian in the paddy field under the moonlight, waving large scythes to harvest rice! Aunt Chen said in surprise, "Why are you harvesting now? Didn't you say it would take another two weeks to mature?"

Xia Yuanfang glanced at the rice seedlings in the paddy field and said, "...It seems to be ripe. I remember San Zong said that the tips of these ears of rice turn golden yellow when they are ripe."

Aunt Chen looked carefully and widened her eyes, saying, "But the tips of these rice seedlings only turned crimson yesterday!"

According to the growth progress of the previous crop of rice, it would indeed take fifteen days, or about two weeks, for the tips of the rice seedlings to turn golden yellow after they turned crimson.

Aunt Chen had helped San Zong plant a crop in the greenhouse, so she was very clear about this.

She was even more shocked than Xia Yuanfang.

Xia Yuanfang didn't really understand agricultural planting either. She said, "Since San Zong thinks it's ready to be harvested, then it must be ripe. I still trust San Zong when it comes to farming."

Aunt Chen said, "It's not that I don't trust San Zong, it's just that it's too magical! It just turned crimson and now it's golden yellow, the growth cycle has been shortened by two weeks! Did San Zong come up with a new planting secret method again?"

"Anything is possible..." Xia Yuanfang thought, wasn't the Di Kang's talent skill planting? "Let's go get them some late-night snacks and water, look how tired they are." Aunt Chen felt a little sorry for them, and hurried back to the Main Residence, carrying water and a few meat pies.

Xia Yuanfang had already walked up to San Zong and asked, "San Zong, how did these rice seedlings suddenly ripen? Did you figure out a new planting secret method again?"

San Zong harvested while grinning, "Not San Zong, San Zong doesn't know what's going on either. San Zong thinks it's because of Young Lord... because Young Lord came to see them, they were happy, so they ripened immediately!"

Xia Yuanfang: "..."

What's so happy about that? Happy to be eaten right away? Xia Yuanfang felt that San Zong had a blind worship for Xia Chujian.

But of course, she wouldn't say it, just smiled and said, "Maybe these rice seedlings like San Zong, so they ripened quickly."

San Zong happily said, "Really? Young Lord said so too! Now Xia Gugu also says so, San Zong really believes it!"

"That's definitely the case, you have to believe it even if you don't." Xia Yuanfang said, already seeing Aunt Chen coming over with water and food.

She quickly said, "Are you tired? Hungry? Come over and have some water and eat something."

Xia Chujian straightened up and hammered her back, saying, "There's just a little bit left to harvest, we'll eat after we're done."

She and San Zong buried themselves in harvesting for another half an hour, harvesting all the rice seedlings in this acre of land to the area in the granary waiting to be processed.

There, mechanical equipment can be used for threshing, drying, screening, and cleaning.

So there's no need to worry about the weather changing.

...

The next day, it did rain.

But the rain wasn't heavy, it just drizzled for a morning and then stopped.

Xia Chujian harvested rice for four or five hours last night, and couldn't get up the next day.

She lay on the bed groaning, and Zhu Yingying brought food to her room to feed her.

Xia Chujian said with a bitter face, "Is San Zong okay? Doesn't his back hurt?"

"San Zong is a master at doing these kinds of jobs, how could his back hurt... Chujian, you've never done farm work before, and you did so much the first time, it would be strange if your back didn't hurt." Zhu Yingying said, blowing on the soup to cool it down before feeding it to Xia Chujian.

Xia Chujian was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers.

She sighed and said, "I used to do physical training every day, I didn't expect that one harvest would knock me down."

"This is different." Zhu Yingying said, "Even if it's an athlete, if you let him do farm work for a day, he'll be exhausted."

Xia Chujian nodded: "I won't say that studying is the hardest thing anymore, doing farm work is a hundred times harder than studying..."

"It's good that you know, don't go against Xia Gugu in the future..." Zhu Yingying whispered, "Xia Gugu's test papers are very good, I learned a lot."

Xia Chujian was smug: "Then you study hard, maybe you can also get into Beichen University!"

Zhu Yingying pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't have such great ambitions, I just want to get into Kanli Star, or Cangge Star. Beichen Star is too far away, I can't reach it."

Xia Chujian wanted to say, if there are Aunt's predicted questions...

But suddenly remembered that Aunt had warned her not to talk about the predicted questions everywhere.

Xia Chujian also knew that it was not a good thing if others knew about this.

So she changed her words and said, "Kanli Star is good, I remember that the universities there are good, and the subsidies are higher than other universities."

Zhu Yingying whispered, "I just like their subsidies, it can make my mom less hard..."

On Guiyuan Star, the cost of supporting a college student is enough to turn a middle-class family from rich to poor.

But as long as they graduate, the money earned by college students can immediately restore the whole family to their previous middle-class life.

After a few years, they can go to the next level.

So how to choose, the civilians and citizens on Guiyuan Star don't need to consider it at all.

Xia Chujian said, "You don't have to worry about college expenses, Aunt and Aunt Chen are doing business together, soon our family will have money!"

Zhu Yingying smiled without saying a word.

After the clubhouse incident, she no longer placed her hopes on others, deciding it was better to rely on her own efforts.

...

In the following days, the weather was excessively good.

Every day was filled with bright sunshine, blue skies, and white clouds.

San Zong processed the harvested rice ears in the granary, quickly storing the grains.

In the paddy fields where a crop had already been harvested, the water in the ditches quickly dried up due to the lack of irrigation and rainfall.

Xia Chujian walked along the ridges with Wu Fu and Si Xi, asking San Zong, "San Zong, are you going to bring more water?"

San Zong said, "We need to bring water immediately to plant another crop before it gets too cold."

Mulan City was located in the northern hemisphere of Guiyuan Star, and the north of Mulan City bordered the Exotic Beast Forest.

Winter came early here, with four months of harsh cold and two months of spring each year.

The suitable planting time was only the short six months from February to August.

Therefore, for the next three days, Xia Chujian worked with San Zong, using a water pump to draw water from the small lake into the newly harvested paddy fields.

San Zong had already cultivated the seeds at the beginning of the year and was now starting the second seedling cultivation.

Xia Chujian went to the greenhouse every day to stroll around, watching the rice seeds grow from small seeds with tiny sprouts into sturdy fifteen-centimeter seedlings.

In just three days, the seedlings in the greenhouse had all emerged from the soil.

Previously, when San Zong cultivated seedlings himself, it would take at least fifteen days.

For others, it would take thirty days.

But this time, three days was enough.

San Zong was now convinced that it was Xia Chujian's doing.

He secretly told Xia Chujian several times, "Young Lord, San Zong thinks you are most suitable for planting. Why don't you study agricultural university?"

Xia Chujian asked curiously, "San Zong, you even know about agricultural university?"

San Zong's little pig face blushed slightly, and he said, "Aunt Xia taught San Zong to read and write. San Zong now knows many things he didn't know before and often goes on the Star Network to broaden his horizons!"

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