Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space

Chapter 1021: Mai Qiu

New book "Reborn: Not Your Perfect Wife", everyone please collect!Feifei saw the disappointed expression on her little brother’s face and burst into laughter. This little rascal knows how to feel disappointed? Who knows why he’s disappointed?

Shi Xian looked at his sister in confusion, which amused Jiang Feifei even more. Pretending to take something from her pocket, she actually pulled out a pack of milk tablets and gave one each to her little brother and sister.

It’s not without reason that Shi Xian likes his sister; Feifei always gives him something to eat.

They continued strolling with the cart; if they were at home, Aunt Zhang probably wouldn’t have time to cook.

Although Feifei is tall, she is still a six-year-old child, so she has to lift her arms to push the cart, often stopping after a while to rest.

Shi Jing and Jianbin came over carrying baskets. Upon seeing his brothers, Shi Xian bounced around in the cart.

Both were sweating profusely, "Shi Jing, give me the basket, I’ll go turn it in. You push the cart, Feifei seems too tired."

"No need, I’ll wait for you. Let’s all go home for a meal together."

Shi Jing smiled at Shi Xian, "Wait for big brother, I’ll be back soon."

Shi Xian, being a clever little fellow, nodded enthusiastically, his eyes squinting with amusement.

The two young men ran to the threshing field, found the team leader, weighed the ears of wheat they collected, and each was credited with three points.

"Mom, when are you coming home?"

Jiang Xinyu, still wearing her mask, led them away from the field; she was concerned that all the wheat awns might be inhaled or stick to their bodies, making them itchy.

"You two go home first, I have to wait until work ends, and also go find Feifei. She’s too tired pushing the cart."

"Mom, we ran into Feifei on the way, she’s waiting for us."

"Alright, hurry on home then."

They both jogged along and found their sister slowly pushing the cart. Jianbin, being tall, seemed to push the cart effortlessly.

Once they got home, the meal was still cooking, but the egg custard was ready. Feifei gave her siblings some water, Jianbin fed Tingting, and Feifei fed Shi Xian.

Only when Feifei fed him would he behave well.

"Feifei, your mom probably can’t come back until work ends, right?"

Shi Jing chimed in from the side, "Yeah, I just asked my mom."

"Seeing how tired your mom is makes me think having kids small like this seems a bit good," Zhao Xiaoli joked.

Just then, Old Yang came in, hearing his wife’s words and smiled. It seemed she wanted to have another child; even if they had ten more, they could manage.

But in front of the children, Old Yang refrained from saying this. Meanwhile, Ah Bao started crying inside the house, prompting Zhao Xiaoli to hurry back; this kid always wakes up at mealtime, getting all lively just when it’s time to eat.

Old Yang followed inside. Watching his wife changing the baby’s diaper, he took it outside to wash it. In the past, he never imagined he would do such a thing, but now, he was more than willing and didn’t mind at all.

When he returned inside again, his wife was breastfeeding the child. He sat beside her, "Xiao Li, are you thinking of having another one?"

Zhao Xiaoli glared at Old Yang, "This rascal is already troublesome enough, still want more? I haven’t decided yet."

"There are so many people helping us out, what are you worried about? I’ll follow your lead on everything. You say the word and we can have a daughter just like Feifei."

"Ha, how many kids can grow up like Feifei? I remember you disliked him when your son was born."

Honestly, I fear if a daughter might turn out like that."

Old Yang watched his son nursing, "Now that he’s grown, isn’t he handsome too? What are you worried about?"

At this moment, the outside bell sounded, signaling the end of work. Shi Jing hurried outside to fetch water for his mom, and when she returned, she could wash up and rest a little after eating.

Feifei had already fed Shi Xian, but this little rascal insisted on wanting to be at the table during mealtime.

Jiang Xinyu quickly returned home. Upon entering the yard, she saw that water was prepared for her, and she quickly took off her scarf and mask.

After lunch, she lay down for a while, needing to return to work soon.

Honestly, this was exhausting; there’s a strong desire to devise a way to get the thresher out, so that it wouldn’t be so burdensome.

Who knows how Wei Kaiyun is doing over there? He left with quite a mood, clearly unwilling; he probably wanted to help Li Yungui organize the wheat harvest, but how could Li Yungui feel confident?

Li Yungui had just finished eating, with the cooking by Li Xue, considering Qu Xiaoli was tending the threshing fields.

He hadn’t finished his soup when someone called for him outside.

Chaoyang, glancing outside, smiled as he came back in, "Dad, Uncle Wang is here."

Li Yungui already spotted Wang Shulin behind them.

"Have you eaten? Xue, go make a meal for your uncle."

"Xue, your uncle’s hungry."

Li Xue smiled and asked, "Uncle, some quick egg pancakes?"

"Sure, egg pancakes sound good."

Chaoyang went along to help out, leaving just the three of them at home, as the Red Army had gone to collect wheat, and the little ones were out gathering ears of wheat.

"Go quickly have some soup first; why come at this time?"

"Came to ask for your help; finished using the tractor? Can I take it with me?"

Li Yungui thought about it, "Alright, but come tomorrow morning; there’s a little work left this afternoon that needs finishing today.

Old Wang, borrowing you the tractor, the tribute grain still has to be hauled by ox cart."

"Into the warehouse yet?"

"Half still hasn’t gone in; I checked, the moisture and all seem fine."

"I’m asking a favor here, my second brother says there might be heavy rain within five days; we’ve just harvested thirty percent, how’s that enough?"

Then Chaoyang came in carrying an egg pancake, "Uncle Wang, have some first; the second one will be ready soon."

"Old Wang, keep talking while eating." Li Yungui served Wang Shulin a bowl of soup, and went to pull out two stalks of scullions.

"The day after tomorrow, I’m arranging to deliver tribute grain; our village’s task this year is just eighty thousand jin. If not, I’ll go to the city tomorrow for a truck, even if it’s costly. Can’t feel easy having it in the warehouse when rain comes.

Old Wang, since we’re close friends, I’ll give you four days with it, as I’m about to start sowing wheat seedlings; this can’t be delayed."

"Got it, four days is enough."

Wang Shulin finished five egg pancakes, and then cycled away in the hot sun.

In the afternoon, all the wheat was collected, and everyone went to threshing fields.

Li Yungui also specifically asked the village elders, and they too predicted rain within these few days.

Li Yungui asked Chaoyang District to find Old Yang, to have him drive to the city to find a truck for tribute grain delivery the day after tomorrow.

That night, he took a team of strong laborers to the field to scorch the stubble, planning to start spreading fertilizer tomorrow, send a dozen people to deliver tribute grain the day after, and have the rest continue working at home. The aim was to spread the fertilizer before the rain.