After a moment, just as Zhu Yu was about to repeat her earlier question, the old man suddenly stood up, brushed off his sleeve, and said, "It seems you've rested enough. Please feel free to rest here, no need to be reserved."
Everyone else also stood up, nodding kindly at them, and then dispersed in groups of twos and threes, returning to the flower fields.
Soon, the leisurely singing began to drift in the air once again.
Zhu Yu watched in surprise as those people happily returned to work, and Yan Shu was also somewhat astonished.
"Their life here must be particularly joyous, huh?" she whispered in Zhu Yu's ear, "I've never seen people so cheerful while doing farm work.
Back where we're from, when people are herding, it's only occasionally that someone sings loudly when they're in a good mood or after having a drink.
Seeing everyone so happy like this is really a first."
