Bab 897: Chapter 897: Taming the Bird (3)

"Yan girl, you're here!" Old man Ding, who was drinking water on the shore, hurriedly greeted Mo Yan as he saw her.

"Old man Ding, hard work! Here, have some water. It's pumped from the well and nice and cool!" Mo Yan replied with a smile, carrying the bucket of water over to him.

Old man Ding was not shy and scooped up a bowl of water, gulping it down noisily. After wiping his mouth, he laughed loudly, "The water Yan girl brings is both cool and sweet, with not a hint of a muddy smell."

Mo Yan laughed without responding and quickly beckoned others to come and drink. It was extremely hot that day, and there was no breeze in the hollow; if they didn't replenish fluids frequently, they were prone to heatstroke.

Hearing this, the others also came ashore, dumping the wild grass in their carrying baskets onto the ridge. The sun would kill the grass, and later, when thrown into the paddy fields, it would serve as a decent fertilizer.