There was hot corn on the table, but no one touched it.
Xu Ming told everyone that he saw a mouse that had been soaking in the water tank in the kitchen for a long time this morning. He came out late because he was fishing for the mouse.
As soon as this was said, everyone agreed to throw away the corn.
In fact, these words were just used to deceive Li Na and Lin Dawang.
After all, Xu Ming would tell Fang Qianyao all the news he learned, and An Qian would tell Wu everything. The only ones who didn't know were Li Na and Lin Dawang.
But there is nothing we can do about it, after all, among these six people, only two of them are completely unknown to everyone.
Don't dare to reveal too much information to them, lest it cause trouble.
"Would you like to eat?" Fang Qianyao handed over a hawthorn roll.
"I won't eat." Anxi waved her hand and refused.
Fang Qianyao turned to Li Na on the other side and asked Li Na. Li Na didn't speak and just shook her head.
At noon, everyone ate the food they brought and filled their stomachs with various food additives.
After dinner, Zhang Rende did not come to see them.
Everyone lay down on the bed to rest and take a nap.
It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that Zhang Rende came to the yard and called for them to come out.
"Today's afternoon activities have been temporarily changed to help farmers." Zhang Rende looked at the sleepy people across the way and laughed sarcastically, "It just so happens that the wheat is ripe in the fields. I will help you if you can. Thank you for your hard work."
Everyone cleaned up briefly and followed Zhang Rende to the fields.
The sun was high, and several villagers were already busy working in the wheat field.
Lin Dawang watched the villagers in the field bend down or straighten their bodies from time to time, and couldn't help but said, "Why are they still using sickles to cut wheat here?"
"Yeah." Zhang Rende smiled awkwardly, "This village is quite backward, and a lot of harvesters have been damaged, so we can't make much money."
"This is really difficult." Lin Dawang complained, "I can't do it, my waist is not good."
"It's okay. I'll do whatever I can to help, don't force it." Zhang Rende responded with a smile, and then said to everyone: "Let's work in pairs and go to different fields to help collect them."
The six people were divided into three groups.
It was not divided according to personal wishes, but by drawing lots.
An Qian has always been unlucky, and she was unlucky enough to share the same fate with Lin Dawang.
"Ouch." Before he reached the edge of the field, Lin Dawang became addicted to the show. He covered his waist and shouted, "My waist hurts so much. Ouch, I'm getting old too."
"You're already old when you're only in your thirties?" An Qian replied without raising her eyes, "Then you'll be buried in a coffin when you're forty."
"What are you talking about? Who are you cursing!" Lin Dawang stopped holding his waist and was ready to curse.
An Qian was too lazy to pay attention to him. Lin Dawang didn't work, and An Qian didn't know how to work. After all, the system prompts said that "dedication" is a dangerous move.
The two of them stood beside the allocated wheat field. Lin Dawang cursed for a while and found that An Qian didn't even look at him, and gradually there was no movement.
It is now 3:30 in the afternoon, already past the peak of the sun, but the villagers in the fields are still sweating profusely from the heat.
When they were carrying the cut wheat to the edge of the field, they would glance at An Qian and Lin Dawang from time to time, with disgust in their eyes, and mutter something like, "The volunteers this time are not good."
This kind of remarks is especially directed at Anxi.
This morning, many villagers saw her wandering around the village, and she was pointed at and scolded by the village chief's son's wife. The news spread throughout the village.
But this has no impact on Anxi. In other words, this is the result she wants. Of course, it would be better if the villagers didn't point fingers at her, but got scared and wanted to run away when they saw her.
"She's so lazy. How can she get married with such a lazy look? Who would want to marry her?"
"I don't want to do it anyway, I don't even want it."
Two villagers, a man and a woman, walked toward the wheat field with wheat in their hands and scolded Anxi unceremoniously.
The villagers were all busy working. When they saw Anxi being lazy, they started to say a few words, and then they all went about their own business. Only a male and a female villager said a few words every time they came to put wheat.
Anxi had turned a deaf ear before, so they became more and more bold in arranging her ideas.
But this time, Anxi suddenly glanced at them and spoke to them: "Actually, I have a strange thing. You two have been saying that I am lazy, but I see that you two don't work much in the fields. ah."
"The fields don't belong to us, so why should we work hard on them?" the male villager immediately retorted.
Zhang Rende just said that the fields in the village are not personal.
People in the village are divided into several groups, each group is responsible for a field. After the crops are planted, all the food is handed over to the superiors and then distributed equally to each family.
No matter who works more or less, the amount of food will be the same.
As a result, some people have picked up the slack and feel that it doesn't matter if they don't work. There are other villagers working anyway.
"What you said doesn't apply to me." An Qian picked up a piece of grass and looked into the distance. "This land is not mine, so why should I work?"
The female villager retorted: "Because you are a volunteer and you are here to help, so why don't you help now?"
It's not entirely unreasonable.
Different identities have different requirements.
But Anxi doesn't accept this trick. As long as she has no morals, no one can morally kidnap her.
She stood up and walked to Lin Dawang, slapped him and said, "Did you hear that? Everyone said that you are a volunteer and you have to help. Otherwise, why are you here? Go to work quickly."
Lin Dawang turned around and glared at her inexplicably, his expression seemed to say: Why are you so embarrassed to talk about me?
An Qian crossed her arms and crossed her chest, looking down at Lin Dawang, meaning: Why am I embarrassed to talk to you?
