Xiaoguo first took out the remaining half bag of lime. She wanted to pour it into the courtyard, but there were still some grains drying in the courtyard. She was afraid that the lime would contaminate them.
Xiaoguo had no choice but to put away the grains. After so many days in the sun, the corn and wheat had mostly dried up. She was not afraid that they would spoil.
Zhuang Zhuang helped to hold up the sacks. Xiaoguo shoveled the dried grains into the bags, tied the ropes, and moved them to one side of the kitchen. She stacked up the bags one by one. Fortunately, Xiaoguo did not fill the sacks completely, otherwise, she would not have been able to lift the bags at all.
Zhuang Zhuang had no strength to move the bags, so he could only follow beside Xiaoguo worriedly. He went back and forth with her. Although he couldn't move it, he still tried to provide some support from behind.
