In the morning, we need to send two batches of tea to the fields. In the afternoon, we need to send one watermelon back.

Then at noon, she still had to cook for the whole family. To be honest, both of them were so busy in the house that their feet never touched the ground.

Anyone who has cooked over a rural earthen stove understands how hot it is on such scorching days.

Every time the food was cooked, they ate in the front yard. Sun shi stayed in the back yard for a long time and still couldn't come back to her senses.

“When you’re done with your errands, come back home for breakfast and then dismiss everyone to find their own places to escape the heat.” Yang Ruqing continued.

"When the sun sets, you go to the fields and finish your work a little later. We won't be providing dinner at home tonight. I'll calculate the cost of their meal and add a bit extra. Then I'll pay them on the spot so they can go out for dinner themselves. That way, they'll be even happier, don't you think?" she asked.

Yang Huazhong said, "To be frank, after seeing people suffering from heatstroke these days, I came up with this idea."

“When I got back, I saw your mother was so hot she couldn’t eat. I was worried too, so I hope this rice harvest will be finished soon, and we can plant the late rice as quickly as possible.” he said.

Yang Ruqing curled her lips, "Alright, then when we get off work today, you can tell everyone about it."

This summer has been relatively dry with little rainfall.

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Things are unclear far away, but in Wanghai County this area, many places' harvests are not good.

Because it's too dry.

However, along the line of Changping Village, Yu's Village, and Zheng's Village, the crops are growing much better than in other places.

Everyone once again deeply felt the ingenuity of Yang Ruqing's "long vine and melon" irrigation system.

During floods, these small ponds dug along the sides of the irrigation canal can store water, relieving pressure on the canal and preventing it from overflowing and flooding the surrounding fields.

During times of drought, the small ponds become life-saving sources of water.

Although it evaporates every day, at least it can alleviate the immediate problem and allow the crops to survive this most critical period until the autumnal equinox when the rains will come.

In the morning, as people were washing their clothes and vegetables by the pond, everyone saw Yang Huazhong and his companions carrying a water wheel to the fields. One by one, they rushed to greet Yang Huazhong and try to get close to him.

Everyone lined up, hoping the waterwheel would turn and irrigate their crops.

Therefore, Yang Huazhong's family, the only one in the village with a dragon bone water wheel, once again became the focus of the entire village. Even the entire Lao Yang family, walking in the village, was pursued and praised by everyone.

Lao Yang's spine straightened once again.

After a hectic harvest season, this year’s early rice was finally harvested, dried in the sun, and stored in the granary.

And the seedlings of late rice were also inserted into the field while the iron was hot.

The long-awaited rain has finally arrived.

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At this time, it is the end of June in the lunar calendar, and July is approaching.

On this day, the sky was raining fine rain. This broke a month's worth of heat and heat waves, dispersing much of it.

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The temperature had dropped a bit, and the wind carried with it strands of rain that blew into the house. In the hallway between the front and back doors, there was a bamboo cot set up. As Yang Ruqing lay down on it, stretching out her limbs, she felt like she could sleep all day long.

But, I still have to get up today because Mrs. Sun took the new rice to grind into rice flour. Today we are making rice flour cakes to reward the family.

Yang Ruqing planned to go help first, and then come back for a good afternoon nap after lunch.

The members of Lao Luo's family, including Tuo Ba Xian and her children, Yang Ruolan and Ah Hao, the Sun family, Lao Yangtou, and Tan Shi were all invited by Yang Huazhong.

Outside, it was raining lightly. Inside Yang Huazhong's spacious main hall, it was cool and lively.

Lolo and the other children were happiest during these moments, being teased and pampered by their elders, acting cute and playful.

There was constant laughter and joy in the hall.

Yang Ruqing was also very happy, thinking to herself that it would be great if Tang Yaizi were also at home.

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In the backyard kitchen, Sun Shi and her elder sister were busy making rice flour cakes.

Seeing Yang Ruqing enter, Da Sun quickly beckoned her over.

“Qing’er, you came just in time. The first batch of rice flour cakes is freshly out of the pot. Come try it.” she said.

Yang Ruqing walked over and took a look. Inside the bamboo steamer, the white rice flour cake was freshly steamed and looked as pure as jade.

Each one is topped with a plum blossom pattern dotted in red edible paint.

Steaming hot, it's incredibly tempting at first glance.

"Hold on, let's offer some food to the Stove God first," reminded Mrs. Sun.

Yang Ruqing quickly clamped two, placed them in a bowl and put it to the innermost part of the stove next to the wall. Then she clasped her hands together and bowed twice lightly.

After doing all that, he turned around and grabbed one for himself. He blew on it at his mouth before taking the first bite.

A subtle sourness, a hint of sweetness.

The rice noodles' unique smoothness clings to the tip of your tongue, with a faint fragrance that comes as a gift from nature.

How is it? Is it delicious?

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "I can eat three kilograms in one breath!"

This is not boasting, it's true.

This sticky rice cake, her highest record actually ate down three pounds, after eating still endlessly enjoyable.

“Mom, aunt, why aren’t you eating?” Yang Ruqing asked.

Da Sun said, "I ate a lot for breakfast, I'm not hungry now."

Sun Shi then said, "I'll eat later too. I'll make these fried rice flour balls first."

“By the way, Qinger, after you finish that in your hand, take this steamer and go to the front yard to let everyone try some.”

This meal was themed around eating rice cakes made from new rice.

But, the newly cooked rice and various stir-fried dishes are all available.

It was a very sumptuous meal.

In the middle of eating, Yang Huamei suddenly thought of something and looked around before asking, “That’s strange, all of us are here to eat rice noodles, but where is our fourth sister-in-law, who usually loves to eat the most? That’s weird!”

Hearing Yang Huamei's words, Lao Yang's smile on his face faltered.

He scolded Yang Huamei: "How do you speak? It's not that He'er gave birth to a child, your sister-in-law went to serve the confinement period, didn't she?"

“Huh? Ho'er gave birth? When did this happen?” Yang Huamei's eyes widened in surprise.

Everyone else at the table, including Yang Ruoqing and Sun Shi and the others, also expressed surprise.

Lao Yang's head froze for a moment, and then he turned his head to ask Tan Shi, who was sitting beside him.

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"What's the situation? Didn't I tell you to let your family know so they can prepare for the Nine Morning Ritual?" he asked.

"Didn't you say so?" he asked again.

Tan was holding a rice flour dumpling and eating it slowly.

Hearing Old Yang's question, she replied without raising her head, "Oh, I forgot. I didn't have time to say."

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"What?" Lao Yang's head was even more astonished.

“Ho'er gave birth to a child, such a big event, you just forget about it with one word?” The old man asked again.

"If you don't say anything, what are we going to do when it comes time to return the gifts after nine morning ceremonies?" he asked angrily, putting down his chopsticks.