The northern night sky already had cold stars twinkling.
The deeper the night, the heavier the dew.
Mother Lei worried about the children catching a cold at home, contracting a chill from the wind, and with a grand gesture of her hand declared, "Alright, that's enough for today. It's dark now; let's head home."
Only then did the family stop their work.
Mother Lei supported Ruo He as they walked back along the field ridges.
As the night fell, Ruo He felt her vision blurring more and more, but it seemed that she could see a little clearer tonight compared to usual.
Everyone moved the bundles of Geng Grass they had cut down to the field borders.
They had just cut down the Geng Grass and had not yet peeled the Zizania, planning to bring them all back home to peel. The leaves of the Geng Grass could also be dried out to use as firewood.
