Su Yuncheng looked at Lin Nianhe in silence for a moment and said to her, "Wait a moment."
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
After saying this, he put down the kettle and picked up the sickle.
Su Yuncheng walked around three rows of corn, wielded the sickle and chopped out a small piece.
He broke off the corn and set it aside, spreading the ground as flat as possible with corn leaves.
After doing this, he came out and said to Lin Nianhe: "You go and lie down for a while. There is no one here. It will take more than ten minutes for Feng Wei to catch up. I will keep an eye on him for you."
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
She just wanted to swindle a dollar, but he got her a bed?
Lin Nianhe stared into Su Yuncheng's eyes and reminded: "Brother Yuncheng, I just said thank you. Did you... forget something?"
Su Yuncheng thought for a while and replied, "You're welcome?"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Su Yuncheng didn't know how Niu Wa explained one dollar to Lin Nianhe, just as Lin Nianhe didn't know what keyword Niu Wa said to get one dollar.
The two looked at each other, both a little confused.
One was wondering why she didn't lie down for a while, and the other was wondering if her posture when saying thank you was wrong.
After a while, Lin Nianhe gave up.
She had no ability to think today and didn't want to use her brain.
She said: "I'm fine. Everyone is working. I'm going back too."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Su Yuncheng reached out and grabbed her wrist.
He frowned slightly and said, "Nian He, you are weak and can't do this kind of work. Be obedient and go and rest for a while. I won't miss you."
If it's bad, he will make it up.
Lin Nianhe felt the heat in his palms, and a blush crept onto his cheeks.
She glanced back behind her. The corn leaves on both sides were swaying, blocking her view. People outside probably couldn't see what she was doing.
She said: "They all saw that I came to bring you water. If you stay too long..."
Her heart was beating fast and her voice was a little erratic.
Su Yuncheng suddenly woke up, quickly let go of his hand, and said, "Well, then you work slowly. If you can't finish it, leave it there. I'll finish it here and help you."
"Well, okay," Lin Nianhe nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Don't be too tired, I can do it."
Su Yuncheng smiled: "Don't worry, I have farmed with the old leader before."
"Then, I'm leaving."
"Well, slow down and watch your step."
Lin Nianhe left in panic with the kettle in her arms. She felt Su Yuncheng's eyes were always on her, and she blushed even harder.
She put the kettle back to the edge of the field and happened to hear Li Dahe talking to the commune clerk.
"Okay, then she will stay with us first. Just tell her in advance when you will come to pick her up."
"Then I'll trouble Captain Li."
"Nothing."
The clerk turned around and left. Li Dahe handed the thin girl a sickle, pointed at the two ridges and said, "Then you can chop down the corn stalks in these two ridges."
After saying that, he turned around with his hands behind his back.
Lin Nianhe was a little confused.
The girl looked thin and small, and she didn't look like she had done farm work. Li Dahe actually asked her to do the hardest and most tiring work without even asking anyone to teach her.
This doesn't look like the captain's style.
What surprised Lin Nianhe even more was that the little girl went straight to work in the fields without complaining or making any demands.
Lin Nianhe looked at her.
After three seconds, it was confirmed that he was worse than me, and he was definitely a cute newcomer.
"What are you looking at?" Wen Lan came back to drink water and patted Lin Nianhe casually.
Lin Nianhe raised his chin in that direction: "Sister Lan, look."
Wen Lan glanced over there and curled her lips: "Why am I not as good as you!"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She glared at Wen Lan sadly, then took out a bottle of glucose from the small medicine box, broke it open and handed it to her: "Drink it."
"I'm not sick." Wen Lan resisted, "Don't mess with things."
Lin Nianhe said: "Everything is opened."
"Melon girl."
Wen Lan muttered, took the vial and drank it.
"Huh? It's quite sweet." Wen Lan smacked her lips, then brought the bottle to her mouth, raised her head and poured it into her mouth hard.
The last drop fell into his mouth. Wen Lan squinted one eye and stared at the mouth of the bottle, as if she wanted to pour some water in to rinse the bottle.
Lin Nianhe quickly grabbed the empty bottle and said, "There is plenty of glucose to replenish your strength, but if you have nothing to do, don't drink too much."
"Sugar," Wen Lan said, "Next time, tell me in advance and I will drink it more slowly."
Lin Nianhe was speechless.
Wen Lan asked her, "How's your work going?"
Lin Nianhe thought for a while and could only say: "I have tried my best."
"Oh, then there must be at least two-thirds left."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
As long as she can have a 50-50 fight with Wen Lan, she will really fall in love, the kind who will never hesitate!
Can't beat it.
Lin Nianhe puffed up his cheeks and imitated puffer fish.
Wen Lan glanced at her: "Do you have a toothache?"
"Pfft...no."
"Then what are you doing all this?"
"..."
"Wen Lan! Let's have a fight!"
Lin Nianhe took a lunge and clenched his hands into fists, as if he wanted to fight for his dignity.
Faced with the provocation that hit her face, Sister Lan was as calm as an old dog: "If you don't get beaten for a day, your skin will itch, right?"
I don't know which good person reminded him: "Didn't Nian He get beaten once today? Are you still here?"
The courage that Lin Nianhe had just raised was exhausted.
Forget it, for the sake of friendship!
Wen Lan raised her eyebrows: "Don't fight?"
Lin Nianhe sniffed and hummed: "I will forgive you this time, but you are not allowed to talk about me next time."
Wen Lan: "..."
She seems quite generous.
Lin Nianhe noticed that while they were laughing and joking, the new girl never spoke or looked at them. She just worked sullenly, cutting twice if she couldn't cut it once, without asking questions or complaining.
This is absolutely inconsistent with the logic of human behavior.
Lin Nianhe touched Wen Lan's arm and asked in a low voice: "Sister Lan, tell me, who is she?"
Wen Lan: "How could I know?"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
It was because she was so blind that she chose to ask Wen Lan such a question that required some thinking.
Wang Xue walked over at this time and saw Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan looking over there. She immediately stood in front of them and whispered: "Don't look around, they are devolved."
Lin Nianhe was stunned: "Huh?"
Wen Lan frowned and asked, "Why?"
Wang Xue was helpless: "How do I know why? I happened to hear what the comrades in the commune told the captain."
Seeing that the two of them were still looking over there, Wang Xue frowned and said, "Don't be confused, you two. You can't go forward and get in trouble, or you'll get into trouble."
When dealing with devolved people, ignoring them is already the kindest thing to do.
Come closer to them? That's not asking for trouble.
While he was talking, Uncle Guan drove an ox cart over. There were two large buckets on the ox cart, and Principal Wu sat behind him.
Principal Wu greeted from a distance: "Come here, sharpen your knives and chop wood, and finish your mung bean soup before continuing to work!"
The fifth team immediately became excited. Almost everyone put down their farm tools and gathered around the bullock cart.
