Qingmu was happy to see him arrive. It was dreadfully dull with so few people planting the rice seedlings. He smiled and said, "You're here just in time. Mother and I have already planted several rows, but when you look out, there's still this huge empty patch of field. It's really demoralizing to look at."
Zhang Huai laughed. "That's just because there are so few of us. If you had a dozen people in the field at once, with each person taking a row, more than half the field would be finished in one go. That's why it's better to plant seedlings as a team. Otherwise, it feels like there's no end in sight."
Up ahead, Mrs. Yang laughed. "The Liu Family always has so many people. They have a lot of hands to trade for labor, so when it's their turn to plant, a dozen people show up at once. They're finished in just two days."
