The vegetables in the field were about to be harvested, and everyone in the village was excited and eager. The harvest would begin at 00:30, and apart from the children and some very elderly people, hardly anyone was able to fall asleep.
Everyone had their baskets, containers, and other harvesting tools at the ready, standing by the field, waiting for the time to come.
The village committee had also bought a string of firecrackers, just waiting for the right time to light them up during the official start of the harvest.
Jiang Xile had said that he wouldn't sleep, and he really didn't.
Except for the four grumpy old men, no one else slept either, hmm, except for Xiao Junxuan.
Because he needed to supervise the whole process the next day, he probably wouldn't have time to rest during the day.
"Grandpa, Grandma, what are you using all these things for?"
Jiang Xile was puzzled by the Xiao Family gathering ropes, containers, sickles, and other items.
