Qingmu carried his hoe on his shoulder as he walked, carefully explaining these things to his younger sister. It was rare for her to be so interested in rice cultivation, so of course, he wanted to explain it to her in detail.
They made a full circuit, blocking some of the irrigation ditches and clearing others to adjust the water levels in the paddies. Only after they had everything just right did they head home.
As the siblings were strolling around, they looked up and saw Zhang Huai busy on a distant ridge between the fields, and they couldn't help but smile. From the way he was bent over, it looked like he was also adjusting the water for his rice seedlings.
