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Chapter 15. Autumn harvest (part 2)

You Jin was far away and her back was facing them. So she didn't notice the movement at the old locust tree's side. However, once You Yin walked to the field and a sobbing sound could be heard. She hurriedly looked back: "Why did you run over again. Didn't I tell you rest?"

You Yin didn't expect to be heard by Third Elder Sister. She quickly put down her sleeves that was wiping her tears and whispered, "I've had enough rest. I came to help Third Sister to harvest rice together."

But how could You Jin believe it when looking at her pale and withered face? Tuning her head, she glanced at Yue Chang Lu, who was walking into the field from the direction of the old locust tree. You Jin knew what was going on: "Was it Father who drove you to the field?" Yue Chang Lu wasn't human! You Yin was only nine years old. How much can she harvest when she enter the field? Even his daughter was his seed, right? Was it necessary to kill his own daughter like this?

You Jin stood up with a "whoosh", dropped the sickle in her hand and strode to the old locust tree. Yue Da Fu and the others harvested the grain from the ground on the other side of the old locust tree. You Jin and her younger sisters were on this side.

Walking to the edge of the old locust tree, she stopped at a distance of more than ten meters from Yue Da Fu before shouting: "Grandfather! It's too sunny. You Yin is getting dizzy and has no straw hat. Can you let her rest for a while?" You Jin shouted loudly on purpose. Everyone who was working in the nearby fields heard it. There were a few nosy people glanced over to watch the drama.

The three younger sisters in the distance heard Third Elder Sister shouting that Fourth Elder Sister was dizzy, so they all ran over with baskets and flocked around You Yin: "Fourth Elder Sister, are you alright?"

Yue Chang Lu had just sorted out his second daughter and saw that his father's face was better. He didn't expect that his eldest daughter would have the courage to quickly attract disdain and made him lose face in front of his father. He broke into a fierce scolding: "The whole field have people working. Why is it just you guys so delicate? How had it been and you already want a break?"

With an audience, You Jin wasn't afraid of Yue Chang Lu taking actions. After all, Yue Family had a habit. That is, they love face. So she responded loudly: "My younger sister didn't eat breakfast today. Grandmother said that there are no more straw hats at home. The sun is very poisonous. You Yin is still young, so it's normal to not be able to stand it!"

"I say, Uncle Da Fu, how much work can little girls do? Let her rest for a while. If the sun damaged her, you adults will have to worry about it,no?"

Next to Yue Family's field was the Yue Clan's field. That family's daughter-in-law listened to You Jin's words and spoke, "This Autumn Tiger isn't something trivial. Even with straw hats on, we all have a headache. You Yin is only eight or nine-year-old, how can she bear it?"

After being told that by a later generation's daughter-in-law, the people in the nearby fields also intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Yue Da Fu father and son who were wearing straw hats. Yue Da Fu's shriveled mouth opened and closed twice. Taking in other people's watching eyes, he couldn't help feeling that his throat was dry and hoarse. He stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly chapped lips before finally replying: "Then let her rest a moment."

"Ai! Thank you, Grandfather!" You Jin smilingly yelled out her thanks to Yue Da Fu. Then she gratefully glanced at this aunt who had just spoken for her before returning to the field and pulled You Yin out again: "Have a good rest. Don't come out to bask in the sun."

You Yin was pressed down to sit on the locust tree's root by her. As if a needle had grown out of the ground to pierce her, she twisted around uncomfortably. Her face displayed a slight anxiety and panic on her face: "But Third Elder Sister, if Father......"

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