As soon as June arrived, Little Bay Village became busy.
The rape flowers and wheat came into harvest one after another.
Since signing a contract with the "Ruifeng Cement Factory," the production at the Stone Factory doubled, so most of the men in the village went to work there to earn wages. The crops in the fields could only be tended by the elderly and the wives at home.
Lin Zhou drove Tian Xin back. As they passed the village entrance, a large batch of harvested wheat was spread out on the threshing ground, a golden expanse. Some were even directly laid on the road, waiting for passing cars to roll over them to save a step in the process.
Lin Zhou was probably unaware of this situation. When the car reached the main road, he suddenly braked.
"What's wrong?"
"This... I can't get through!" He nodded toward the window: "It's all wheat!"
"It's okay, just go ahead! It won't be a problem!" Tian Xin said calmly: "It's placed here on purpose!"
"On purpose? Why?"
