After the rooster crowed in the Zhang Family Village, every household soon began to have smoke rising from their stoves. When the radio emitted its piercing static sounds, the work reports broadcast was right on time.
The villagers, dressed in worn and patched clothes, gradually gathered from their homes to the fields at the west end of the village. Laughter and banter filled the air among the gathered crowd, while those with good relations took the opportunity to discuss matters in private. Elderly women evaluated their sons and grandsons, and young wives huddled together, whispering in secrecy. Unmarried girls, hearing the men talk dirty, kept their distance, which made some older women laugh heartily.
A few men who were closer formed a group, occasionally bursting into laughter. Not far away, children were running and rushing about everywhere.
Once Uncle Old Captain had arranged the tasks and distributed the farming tools, everyone began to slowly disperse and head to their respective assigned places.
Huang Cuilan absentmindedly walked with her sisters-in-law, Lin Juhua and the others, towards the wheat fields, hoeing weeds and pulling out roots. In the village’s collective labor, as long as people showed up, they earned their work points. From afar, some people were working sluggishly, while those who moved quickly had already begun. Over there, some were still meandering along, dragging their feet.
Fortunately, it was the farming off-season, so apart from cleaning up weeds in the fields, turning the soil, and fetching manure for fertilization in preparation for next spring’s farming, Uncle Captain didn’t say much, just urged everyone to stop dawdling.
If it were the busy farming season, Uncle Captain would be shouting slogans through a megaphone, encouraging the villagers. Whenever the weather was favorable, he’d rush around, busily managing everything. During the two busy farming seasons each year, his voice would be hoarse, and bubbles would form at the corners of his mouth.
Huang Cuilan occasionally glanced towards the village entrance. She knew it was still early and estimated her son would only return after noon, yet she couldn’t stop worrying and feeling anxious.
Lin Juhua hurriedly stepped closer to her, pulling weeds and glancing around, saying, "Big sister-in-law, you’re worried about Xi Zi, aren’t you? Don’t worry, his little uncle is with him. He certainly stayed with his little uncle last night and should be back this afternoon after lunch. Why not take the afternoon off and wait at home?"

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