Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang had been through hard times, so they understood how precious food was. But what was even more admirable was that even though their lives had improved, the two children never wasted a single bite.
On the contrary, they cherished their current lives where they had enough to eat. Even though Gu Jiaojiao also thought the griddle cakes and winter melon stew didn't taste great, she still ate every last bite.
That afternoon, not only was the corn planter finished, but also the waterwheel, water pump, and threshing machine.
By the time they were done, it was already evening.
「The next day, it was time for work.」
The brigade leader had made an announcement over the loudspeaker beforehand. He had something to tell everyone, so he asked them not to start working just yet, but to gather at the edge of the fields first.
