The next day boasted clear and sunny weather, and early in the morning, the Ruo Family's courtyard was packed with people and baskets upon baskets of Zizania.
When Ruo Xuan emerged from the house, she saw everyone squeezed into the small courtyard, some weighing, others selecting tender Zizania, and more still filling sacks.
Everyone was bustling about, incredibly busy!
The autumn morning was quite chilly; everyone's clothes were damp with a mix of mud and water, but their hearts were warm, and they didn't feel the cold, their faces even brimming with smiles.
Just then, a cool breeze wafted by, and Ruo Xuan sniffed, looking up at the clear blue sky, yet she detected a heavy moisture in the wind today.
Her mood began to weigh down as well!
Being a flower, she feared both severe drought and flooding the most, but of course, once she had developed intelligence and perfected her cultivation, she would no longer be afraid.