The wheat in the summer sun was dazzling, a vast expanse of gold swaying in the breeze. Even from a distance, one could catch the distinct, earthy scent of the wheat fields.
Zhao Gao and Madam Chen were the most excited by this sight. Both had once been deeply rooted in the soil; had it not been for Zhao Yan lifting them out of poverty, they would still be toiling away in the scorching heat. As the painful memories of the past began to fade, they found themselves missing those days when they lived off the land. Though they would be so exhausted by the end of each day that they could barely stand straight, it had been their only lifeline—as long as they were willing to work, they had food to eat.
Thus, their feelings toward the fields were deeply complex.
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