Chapter 591

Tian Tian was indeed a master of farm work. Although she had been working in an office for several years and was a bit rusty, once she grabbed the sesame stalks and swung the sickle, she regained her old feel before long.

The siblings worked with a swish-swish sound, moving quickly. Every time they finished a section, they would stand up to stretch their waists and take the opportunity to bundle and load the previous ones...

Working together, their efficiency was surprisingly fast.

On the slope not far away, the excavator began to work with a rumble. The huge bucket dug up the entrenched shrubs and small trees along with the soil that hadn't been touched for years, exposing the yellowish sandy earth.

On the other side of the excavator, the exposed, sun-dried patches of light yellow hillside were flat and neat, already signaling his results.

The excavator's movements were rhythmic and orderly, making one watch intently without realizing it, until Tian Tian shouted:

"Tian Ye, Tian Ye! Stop watching and keep working. We said we'd come to help, and they're even paying us, so we need to hurry."

Tian Ye withdrew his gaze and bent down again to cut the sesame, asking as he did so:

"Sis, I heard that driving an excavator pays really well, is that true?"

Being siblings, how could Tian Tian not know what he was thinking?

She advised him: "Don't think so much. Excavators make money, but you have to have work, and the people have to pay promptly. Many construction sites are shut down now, and they aren't as booming as they used to be."

Tian Ye didn't say anything.

Tian Tian knew he was overthinking because of the family's financial burden, and she sighed:

"We're making two hundred a day for this job. If we work for ten days or half a month, we can earn four or five thousand yuan. Doesn't your training class start next week? We'll join a bit late, and if you work hard, you should be able to keep up."

Tian Ye studied quite diligently, but he just couldn't get the hang of grammar and prepositions.

Anyway, they had already endured the hardest days, and now that there was a chance, she wanted her brother to improve his grades.

"I'm not going."

Tian Ye turned his head: "English relies on vocabulary. I can just read and memorize more at home."

"Besides, aren't we still in debt? Once these few thousand yuan are paid off, the burden will be much lighter."

Tian Tian refused.

English might just be about reading and memorizing, but that requires enough time.

High school courses are not like middle school; every subject requires great effort. If English drags him down because of a few thousand yuan, it wouldn't be worth the loss.

"Don't worry about this. It'll take another year for Dad to recover, but Mom will be almost back to normal soon. When that happens, I'll go out to work normally, and if I save my monthly salary, we can pay it off in a year."

Of course, that was assuming there were no other expenses at home. If you really calculated it, the debt would probably take two years.

But no matter how precocious Tian Ye was, he lacked experience and his thinking was simple. Tian Tian said this to keep him from worrying so much.

Tian Ye didn't know if he believed her, but he didn't say anything.

The siblings wore gloves, avoiding the fat green caterpillars crawling on the sesame leaves. Beads of sweat fell from their foreheads, and as the sun rose and the temperature climbed, heavy breathing gradually spread through the sesame field.

Only then did Tian Ye sigh:

"Why doesn't our village have a family like this? If they did, Mom and Dad could sit there and do some work too."

"Silly boy, Mom and Dad haven't recovered yet. For the same wage, wouldn't it be more efficient to hire someone else?"

Tian Tian gathered the sesame stalks from the ground to bundle them, smiling as she said: "Song Tan's family is quite good, and the wages are fair. Even if I went to work, I wouldn't necessarily earn two hundred a day."

The two worked with their heads down, and the sesame stalks fell in clusters. As the sun rose higher, the heat in the air became more and more obvious, to the point where even their breathing felt hot.

By the time layers of sweat made it hard to even open their eyes, there was still a corner of the sesame field left to clear.

On the hillside, the excavator had already stopped.

Sun Ziqiang got out of the vehicle, his eyes stung by the sunlight, and seeing that there were still people working in the gully below, he quickly shouted:

"Hurry up! You can stop for now; finish the rest in the afternoon!"

It was too hot; he didn't want anyone getting heatstroke.

Tian Tian looked up, and seeing it was Sun Ziqiang, she couldn't help but smile, then raised her voice to reply:

"There's just a little bit left. We'll go back once we finish cutting."

But it was almost ten o'clock, and the temperature had soared to thirty-eight degrees. Sun Ziqiang hadn't done anything, yet he was already covered in sweat just standing there!

He muttered: "Why are they so earnest about working?"

He followed them into the gully.

When he stepped into the sesame field, he happened to see Tian Tian awkwardly wiping sweat onto her sleeve, a strand of hair stuck to her cheek, looking quite disheveled from the heat.

He walked over and took the sickle from her:

"I'll do it, I'll do it. There's only this little bit left, you guys take a break."

He complained: "This isn't an urgent job! If you don't finish in the morning, do it in the afternoon. If you get heatstroke over this, Song Tan won't have enough to pay your medical bills!"

As a grown man, he was much more efficient than the siblings. With a wave of his large hand, he grabbed the sesame stalks and swung the sickle with a swish-swish!

Before long, he had cleared that corner.

Tian Ye and Tian Tian followed behind to bundle them, and they had actually piled the tricycle layer upon layer, swaying and completely full.

"Whoa!" Only then did Sun Ziqiang realize: "This sesame yield is impressive!"

The tricycle was piled so high it was trembling. From just these two or three cents of land, they might get one or two hundred jin of sesame!

Seeing Tian Ye hesitate about driving, he quickly took the keys:

"Go, go, go! With the cart loaded this full, it's not safe for a kid like you to drive. I'll do it."

Without waiting for an answer, he rode the vehicle with a hum, slowly climbing up the hillside. Looking from behind, one could only see the bundled sesame stalks on the cart swaying and swaying... and then gradually disappearing from sight.

Tian Ye also breathed a sigh of relief.

This was a mountain road, and the tricycle was piled so high; he really hadn't driven one like this before.

Tian Tian had already wiped the sweat from her head again and urged him, panting: "Stop watching, it's so hot, let's hurry back."

They were truly here to work. After returning to Song Tan's house and simply scrubbing their faces with cold water, they rode their motorcycle back.

Sun Ziqiang scolded them for being too earnest, but after they left, seeing that Song Tan wasn't home and not wanting to call anyone else, he simply spread all the sesame stalks out on the concrete floor.

In such hot weather, the sesame would be ready to harvest in a few days. He wondered if it was white sesame or black sesame...

Just as he was hesitating whether to cut the ropes, he saw the siblings come over to thank him, then nimbly ride off on their motorcycle.

Sun Ziqiang:...

He muttered: Zhou Tianyu doesn't even like such a diligent girl; he better not find a lazy one later!

Otherwise, with how earnest she is at work, wouldn't she just be exploited to death?