In a blink, half a month had passed.
Last night, an autumn rain silently came and went, and early the next day, dawn broke in the east again.
Shen Qinglan collected half a month's wages with Old Tang, took a day off, and bought a bunch of delicious snacks and drinks to take home.
September in Lishui Village was filled with busy scenes everywhere.
From the moment Shen Qinglan entered the village, she had already encountered several people passing by carrying rice.
Some she knew, some she didn't.
If she didn't know them, she would usually just walk by; if she knew them, she would nod and greet them proactively.
When she returned home, only her younger brother Shen Qingping and cousin Shen Qing'an were in the yard playing with mud, and the others were nowhere to be seen.
Seeing her come in, the two of them stopped playing, put down the crooked mud figurines, and ran towards her.
"Third Sister, you're back!"
Shen Qingping ran up with a face full of joy.
