Summer days drew to a close at a snail's pace, with the sky still brightly lit at five or six in the afternoon. Her mother-in-law had gone to the hospital to see Elder Sister, and Cheng Su, with time to spare, wandered over to the fields.
In her past life, when she was a student, she busied herself with studies and working to pay tuition. After starting work, she scrambled to keep up with her job, only managing to take a long vacation abroad once a year. That was unlike this month, where she could stroll leisurely through the countryside.
It was now the time for the rice to ripen; in a few more days, the busy harvest season would begin. The rice stalks in the fields were heavy with mature grains, promising a bountiful harvest year.
As their lands lay to the north, they only grew one crop of rice a season. After the summer harvest, it would be time to plant wheat, which could be grown in two cycles, one in autumn and one in winter. Hence, many households consumed a lot of wheat.
