The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family-Chapter 612: Extravagant Confession (5)_1

Xiao Yong had never seen such a sight, and he found it extremely novel. Wheat fields were transformed into threshing floors; they were rolled on the ground, sprinkled with water, and eventually gleamed brightly in the sunlight. Barefoot, he ran around the threshing floor, frolicking and playing wildly.

The simple pleasures of the peasant children amazed Xiao Yong, and he played with boundless joy.

The two guards, initially worried, eventually found peace with the situation, adapting as quickly as if they were flying. After all, the Prince had entrusted the young master to their care—if he wanted to play wildly, so be it! The young master was someone who knew his limits after all.

This year, Xiao Yong had just turned eleven, still a Little Radish, but raised with the strict discipline of the royal palace, he matured like a little adult. Now, however, he was just like any other child of about ten years old.

He changed out of his silk robe and into a coarse cloth tunic, sticking his bottom out as he wielded a sickle, seriously competing with Pei Qin and the others in cutting wheat. If he got a cut on his hand, he would stop the bleeding, bandage it up, and continue cutting.

Chang Yonglin even boasted about a pale pink scar on his leg. "This is from the first time I cut wheat! I was only nine years old then!"

"I knew how to do it when I was seven," Pei Wendong said quietly, glancing at him sidelong.

"I can do it now!" Xiao Yong said with a grin.

"Let’s have a race then, to see who’s the fastest!" Chang Yonglin suggested immediately.

"Alright!"

All three of them, filled with vigor, grabbed their sickles and set to work.

Pei Qian refused to be outdone as she deftly took the lead.

When the steward from Yong’an Prince Mansion arrived to deliver Dragon Boat Festival gifts and heat-relief items, he was shocked to see their esteemed Princely Heir bending over, working in the fields.

All the little Radishes had tanned, except for Jiujiu, who carried an umbrella whenever she went out. freewebnσvel.cøm

"I always felt hot in previous years, but this year, not at all!" Xiao Yong smiled, revealing white teeth that stood out against his darker complexion.

The steward was heartbroken. However, as he entered the house, he was greeted by a cool breeze that surprised him. "Are you using ice in the house?"

Xiao Yong nodded. "That’s why it’s not hot at all!"

The servant girl brought up a bowl of chilled white jelly.

Each had a large bowl, eating their fill with gusto.

The next day was Dragon Boat Festival. Pei Qin and Mo Heng, along with the little Radishes, wrapped various types of zongzi.

Xiao Yong also asked the steward to take a bunch back home for the family to enjoy.

Seeing the young Princely Heir becoming more and more like a child, the steward felt helpless but had no choice but to take loads of items and report back.

After being busy for more than ten days, the agricultural work was finally over.

They could finally take a breath.

Pei Qin and Pei Qian got busy in the kitchen, preparing a table full of delicious food. The family’s cook was from the south and skilled in Southern cuisine. They added a few dishes to the mix, and everyone, young and old, gathered around for a big feast.

Not long after the wheat harvest, it was time to pick the spring soybeans.

Pei Qin, Mo Heng, and Pei Qian all got busy. They had to press the spring soybeans for oil, and after producing soybean cakes, they needed to prepare the ingredients for making soy sauce starter, kicking off this year’s soy sauce production.

But this year, Pei Qin had the Sun Quanliang family help out as well, and also hired four brothers as long-term workers.

This kept them busy until July.

The duck eggs that Pei Qin had collected were also ready.

"So many duck eggs! What are you planning to do with them, boss?" the Sun Quanliang family asked in astonishment as they watched the eggs being unloaded from the baskets.

"You’ll know soon enough!" laughed Pei Qin, calling over Mo Heng to assist her.

"I’m going to give you a hand too!" Pei Qian was not quite at ease with the idea of ’century eggs’ and ’pine-patterned eggs’ Pei Qin had mentioned and wanted to keep an eye on the process. If they ruined the perfectly good duck eggs, it would all be for naught.

Pei Yuan came to visit relatives and heard they were making pine-patterned eggs. She decided to stay and help out.

The two of them weren’t as skilled with temperatures, and Mo Heng found them less helpful. Pei Qin and Mo Heng controlled the ingredients while the others assisted.