For the farmers, whether it's harvesting or planting, it's all the same.
Even if every year, the farmers are engaged in repetitive labor!
As Lynn gained experience, time quickly passed by.
Until dusk.
Soaked with sweat, with cheeks and neck full of heat and itchiness, Lynn strode out of the wheat field.
Red, who was waiting nearby, handed over a water bottle.
Seeing that Lynn didn't notice his gesture, Red spoke up to remind him.
"Master, drink some water and catch your breath."
Lynn turned his head, took the water bottle without any hesitation, and gulped down the water.
After several gulps, he even poured all the remaining well water on his head and body.
A comfortable coolness enveloped him, making Lynn exhale a long breath of heat.
Just after handing the water bottle back to Red.
Lynn noticed.
At this moment, Red's face was flushed, and large beads of sweat continually rolled down.
Even without asking Red, he could guess the reason.
