The two little girls, mustering their courage, picked up a lot of branches in the dark. Fortunately, the moon was full tonight, otherwise, they would have suffered.
Finally, they managed to light a fire and sat around it. The intense physical labor of the day left Jiang Xinyu feeling exhausted, but the yams on the ground couldn't be carried back in one go.
It's really worrisome; if she were alone, she'd just wave her hand, and it would all be packed up.
"Sis, tomorrow we can dig all of them back home in one day. The day after, I absolutely need a rest; I really can't take it anymore."
"How about you don't come over tomorrow, either?"
"How could I not? I don't want to gain without labor. Don't worry, I can hold on until all the yams are home."
"Xinyu, it's just twenty days until the twelfth lunar month, I wonder if we can get some meat this year?"
"Sis, don't say it. Just thinking about it makes me drool."
"I'm drooling too."
