The Girl Who Cultivated Calamities Chapter 14: The Field That Borrowed Spring

The western fields had never looked so different from the northern ones. On one side of a narrow embankment, Willowbend's rice stalks stood short and yellow, their tips curled like burned paper. On the other, beyond a newly dug channel, grain brushed Lin Xue's knees. The wealthy fields were green enough to look almost blue in the morning light. Elder Luo stood on the embankment with five…