(There is no CP, no big shots, just pure childhood. Friends who like it please stay, friends who don't like it are welcome to come back next time🌺🌺)
Find a few plump wheat ears in the field ridges, rub them out of the hulls, and put the hot wheat kernels into your mouth. A sweetness with the smell of sunshine melts on the tip of your tongue. This is the happy time yellow wheat loves best!
More than she likes it!
Her father, her mother, and her fellow villagers all like her!
