Chapter 43: 秋收过中秋

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Zhao Amu's stall was located across the street from Zhong Ziqi's stall.The delicious taste of the food was well received by all. Those who had money would pay extra money for a bowl of tofu pudding, while those who didn't would eat the chinese breadsticks with white congee, which still smelled good.

The diners ate with relish, the vendors made a fortune, a basin full of money, to everyone's delight and satisfaction.

Time flies so fast, in a flash, autumn has arrived.The temperature is no longer as hot as it was in the summer. As you walk out of the village, you can see the yellow color of the wheat, not the lush green of the past. It was finally time for the autumn harvest!

Zhong Ziqi's family has the least amount of land in the village. While the rest of the villagers were too busy to even drink some water, in the morning, Zhong Ziqi had to open his business, in the afternoon he and Zhao Zheng'an went to the field to cut the wheat. It was the first time Zhong Ziqi had ever done such farming work. He almost couldn't get out of bed, only after half a day of work, his back ached so much and his legs got weak, if it wasn't for his strong request, Zhao Zheng'an wouldn't have let him go out on the stall.

Zhao Zheng'an had told him several times that the land was small, so he could just do the work alone and finish it in two days. But Zhong Ziqi was being stubborn. His back and knees were limp and in pain because he hadn't gotten used to it. Besides that, with one more person, they could finish the work sooner.


So, while the rest of the villagers were busy, they had finished harvesting.

All the grain was drying in their yard.

Because there was so little, they didn't have to go to the factory yard to compete with others for space.

Zhao Amu's family had a lot of land, so they didn't have time to go out and set up a stall. Zhong Ziqi gave Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng a holiday to let them go home and help their families collect the harvest of their land! Here, he had Zhao Zheng'an helped him with his work.

In fact, it was because of the autumn harvest that most of the workers in town went home to harvest the land. Business on the docks had dropped off considerably. Uncle Song next door said with a sigh that business was painstakingly 'gloomy' these days.


However, Zhong Ziqi's business was as good as ever so even if there were leftovers, there weren't many left. Zhao Zheng'an was a person with a strong communicative ability so whenever there was any leftover, he would send it to the vendors around the area as a gesture of goodwill.He was a good-looking man who could talk and do well.Within a few days, he was making friends with the older men and Amu around him. Zhong Ziqi, who was looking at him, was stunned for a moment. He felt that Zhao Zheng'an,this man's communication skill was quite amazing. He did things smoothly and slickly,no one will be offended. Of course, if he did offend someone he might say he didn't care on the surface, but behind your back, he will stab you furiously.

[来事儿 : it means to please others and attract others to like it. In the past,it used to describe a person who loves flattery and greets people when they meet people. But now it has gradually become a neutral term, which describes a person with strong communicative ability. ]

[八面玲瓏 bā miàn líng lóng : be smooth and slick (in establishing social relations)

Wang Cui Hua's family had no time to bother Zhao Zheng'an and Zhong Ziqi. With their family consisting of two adults and a half-grown child, all of the work was enough to keep them busy. In the past, Zhao Zheng'an did most of the work. He did the most tiring things. Now that he is gone, the burden has fallen on Zhao Cheng. Don't look at Zhao Cheng, who was usually very loose and lazy also didn't like to talk, but he had an explosive temper. He belonged to those kinds of people who bully the weak and fear the strong. Usually, he was meek and civil in public, but a tyrant at home. After a hard day of work, when the food was not to his liking or the drink was not to his liking, he would fly into a terrible rage(metaphor for losing his temper and reproves loudly). Wang Cui Hua and Zhao Zheng'an were so scared that they didn't dare to say a word.If anyone dared to say a word in reply,it was a guarantee, then, he would lash it out on someone.

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