The time spent slaughtering the pig exceeded Zhang Guoqing's expectations and predictions. Just the bloodletting process and cleaning the pig innards took up most of the time.
By evening, the sunset in the sky resembled a fiery cloud, dyeing half the sky red. After bleeding the last pig, Zhang Guoqing let Zhou Jiao take over, seeing that it was getting late, he decided to work overtime at night.
Not long after coming down from the wooden house, not far from the halfway dojo, the family could hear the cheerful shouts of Xi Zi and a group of children.
A couple of days ago, after using the plough to turn over the wheat stubble, they dragged it to the end of the field with a rake and sent it to the threshing yard to dry. This signified the end of the wheat harvest. Compared to before, after finishing the wheat, the summer sowing work became much lighter, and apart from the strong laborers, the elderly and children in the team didn't need to go to the fields anymore.
