Chapter 58: 31.1

Chapter 31: Harvest Wheat Part 2 (1) Original translation is from tenderflower's blog.

Even little girls who didn’t understand love would be jealous, jealous that someone was better than them, more likable than them, and better than their own fate...

Shu Lan had many fashionable satin skirts, gold and jade jewelry in the town, a charming and beautiful face, as well as family members who love her and dote on her, and Xiao Lang.

All of this made Lianhua, who could only wear new clothes during the Chinese New Year and had to help with the housework, jealous.

Therefore, when she threw the stone, she sincerely hoped the stone would hit Shu Lan, preferably on her face, to see if anyone would like her after she became ugly!

However, the wish was beautiful, but the reality was cruel.

In the end, she was just an eight-year-old girl. She still needed to practice her precision, so she could only watch the stone hit the tree trunk with a “thud” sound, and then bounced to the ground.

The trembling of the tree trunk made Shu Lan wake up. She blinked her eyes in confusion and found Shu Wan and the others had moved far away. Piles of wheat were erected in the wheat field, like rows of little people with fluffy ears of wheat on top, and a rope made of twisted wheat stalks was tied around the neck. The wheat roots below seem to be firmly rooted to the ground, but in fact, they could be pushed to the ground with a light touch.

With the sound of footsteps walking away, Shu Lan casually turned her head to look, only to see two backs, one tall and one short. Yawning, she rubbed her eyes, picked up the small basket on the side, and got up. She walked to the wheat ridge that Shu Maoting was in charge of, and bent over to pick wheat ears. Her mother said if she picked a basket of wheat ears, she could exchange them for two big yellow and orange apricots. She wanted to try to pick more.

There was a fresh earthy smell in the wheat field mixed with a touch of wheat fragrance. It smelled very good.

Thinking she could eat apricots when she went home in the evening, Shu Lan was in a good mood and moved faster. She caught up with Shu Maoting in no time. She ignored her father who was working hard in front of her, raised the basket in front of Qin-shi next to her, and said loudly: “Mother, look, I’ve picked so much!”

Qin-shi straightened up, wiped the sweat dripping down her face with a handkerchief, and looked back at the small basket in Shu Lan’s hand. Seeing it was nearly half-filled with wheat ears, and praised her with a smile: “Today, Ah Lan moved pretty fast. Okay, you can pick more, and when the basket is full, dump the wheat ears in the basket on the ground.” She lowered her head and became busy again.

Shu Lan didn’t leave. She stared blankly at Qin-shi.

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Her fair face was tanned red, and the scattered hair under the hat stuck to her smooth forehead, looking very exhausting. She bent over and restrained a tuft of straw with the same hands that clapped her to sleep at night, and then pulled it out with force. The veins on her wrists were clearly visible as she did this. After the wheat straws were pulled out, she would first divide them into two bundles, twist them into ropes and place them on the ground, and then put the newly pulled wheat on top. After accumulating more, they could be tied into a bundle, lifted up, and erected on the ground. It was only at this time that she had the opportunity to stand up straight, but the moment she loosened the bundle of wheat, Shu Lan found that her palms were red, especially her fingertips as if she had been strangled by a rope.

Looking at Qin-shi’s movements of holding her waist and wiping the sweat off, Shu Lan suddenly felt very distressed.

“Mother...” She couldn’t help but call out.

Qin-shi looked back at her while pulling the wheat: “What’s wrong?”

Shu Lan put down the basket in her hand, trotted close to her, held her hand, and looked up as she said earnestly: “Mother, teach me how to pull wheat. I’ll help you. You go take a break.” Her clear almond eyes looked at Qin-shi with great certainty.

This was the first time her daughter had offered to help.

Those soft words were more pressing than anything else. Qin-shi felt like all the exhaustion in her body seemed to have disappeared. She squatted down and hugged Shu Lan hard, and lightly pecked her daughter white’s small face before she smiled and said: “No, it’s enough for Ah Lan to help me pick wheat ears, it saves me a lot of trouble.”

This was the case for human beings. The more you couldn’t get something, the more you want it. Once you have it, you didn’t value it much. Qin-shi had always hoped that her younger daughter would be sensible, but now Shu Lan really offered to help, and she was reluctant to let her precious daughter who had always been pampered suffer. It was not that she was partial to Shu Lan and was only willing to let Shu Wan work, but Shu Wan was the eldest daughter, and Qin-shi had no choice but to count on Shu Wan and help her share housework and take care of her younger siblings, which gradually became a habit. Besides, Shu Wan was a sensible one. Now, it wasn’t necessary for Shu Lan to do anything. Of course, Qin-shi would not let her suffer. This was regarded as the benefit of all sons and daughters.

Shu Lan didn’t believe it. Picking wheat ears was easy. How could she help her mother?

“Come on, your older sister and the others are still waiting for you to pick!” Qin-shi urged her daughter who looked up at her doubtfully.

“Oh, then I’ll help my mother after picking!” Shu Lan said crisply, picking the wheat ears at a faster speed. This kind of feeling was very strange. It seemed to make her mother feel easier and it didn’t matter if she was tired. No wonder her older sister liked to help her mother so much.

After Shu Lan moved away, Shu Maoting, who had been eavesdropping on the movements, turned around immediately. Seeing his wife’s beautiful smile, he complained a little bitterly: “It’s said that son likes mother and daughter likes father. Ah Lan knows how to feel bad for her mother, but she doesn’t have me, a father in her eyes. I didn’t hear her saying she wants to help me!”

 

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