After a few days, the villagers finally looked forward to the harvest season of wheat in the fields, and the whole village immediately showed a busy scene, and the faces of the villagers were filled with the joy of a good harvest.

Gorou Rokuro went out early in the morning with Xiaoqi, although they had little strength, but they could follow the adults to pick up the ears of wheat that fell in the ground, this one or two may not seem to care much at the time, but the accumulation of three acres of land is not a small amount, and they are reluctant to waste the grain.

Lin Wan'er secretly took out the mung bean soup that had been boiled last night from the space, as well as a pot of tea that had been brewed and cooled, and asked them to bring it over by the way. This wheat cutting is a physical work, with the sun on her head, humming and waving a sickle in the wheat field, it is easy to feel dizzy and thirsty, Lin Wan'er is afraid that they will faint in the field due to heat stroke due to physical exhaustion, so she boiled a pot of mung bean soup overnight, smuggled it into the space in the utensils and soaked it in the cold lake water in the space, to prevent a pot of mung bean soup from being spoiled after a night.

Lin Wan'er worked alone at home for a long time, and finally made the meal before lunch at noon, and after feeding some cabbage leaves to the chicks in the chicken pen, Lin Wan'er went to the field with a wooden box and locked the door.

Lin Wan'er's family has five adult male laborers, the process of harvesting wheat is obviously much faster than that of the people next to her, this morning, more than half of the ears of wheat have been harvested, and with more efforts, three acres of wheat will definitely be able to be beaten out today.

"I've brought lunch, so let's stop what we're doing and eat." Lin Wan'er stood on the field stalk and shouted loudly, but because the distance was too far, she stood at this end, and the blacksmith's five sons were at that end, and she didn't hear her shout at all, but Wulang heard it, Liulang and Xiaoqi walked over to Lin Wan'er, and Wulang ran over there to pass the word.

The five sons of the blacksmith listened to Gorou's words, put their respective sickles in a conspicuous place, drank the last few bowls of mung bean soup in the pot, washed their faces and hands casually in the ditch, and walked over to Lin Wan'er.

"Hey, it's still Wan'er girl who works diligently, and brought lunch over so early." The one who spoke was the most lively of the blacksmith's five sons, a twenty-year-old young man, shirtless because of the hot weather, as soon as he approached, Lin Wan'er felt like a furnace approaching, and the heat all over her body hit her.

Lin Wan'er smiled and sent the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, and Liulang Xiaoqi and the two of them helped serve the food.

There is no table or bench in this wilderness, and it is not very convenient to eat, but fortunately, the croppers are not so particular, put the vegetable bowl on the ground, tie a few wheat handles and sit together to eat.

For this lunch, Lin Wan'er spent a lot of money, a big bowl of braised pork, a big bowl of cabbage oil shuttle soup, fried six eggs, fried a plate of peanuts, and finally a big bone broth that was shiny and boiled at home for two hours, with meat on the bones.

The rice is rice, which is enough and filling.

As soon as the meal came out, the blacksmith's five sons were stunned at once, how much copper money would cost this lunch. Originally, they had planned to barely eat a meal before they came, but they didn't expect to find that the food was so good after they came, which greatly shocked them, even if they had harvested wheat for the landlord's family before, they had never eaten such a good meal.