The afternoon sun is very hot.
After Shen Zheng stood in the yard for a while, he couldn't bear the heat anymore. He dropped the flail in his hand and took out a paper fan from his pocket as a habit, emptying it.
The book boy Ah Fu quickly pulled a large piece of leaves over and fanned him: "Master, please sit down and rest for a while. Let the younger ones do these tasks."
Aunt Zhao said it was five kilograms per person, and their master and servant had a total of ten kilograms. This work should not be difficult.
Ah Fu was still quite optimistic, but after he hit the rice with a flail a few times, he suddenly felt that it was too hot, too tired, his hands hurt, his shoulders hurt, everything hurt...
It took a lot of effort to thresh this area of rice, clear away the rice stalks, and collect the grains on the ground. There was not a pound in total.
Alfred's skeptical life.
But he didn't dare to stop. He spit on his hands and continued working.
Shen Zheng was wandering around the yard using a leaf as a fan. He stopped next to Cheng Zhao and asked, "Hey, your surname is not Cheng. Why do you work in the Zhao family?"
Cheng Zhao was busy drying rice in his hands and answered without raising his head: "This is my second aunt's house."
"The college entrance examination is coming next year. If you don't go to Nanfu Academy to study hard, how can you stay in this miserable place?"
"Isn't Master Shen here too?" Cheng Zhao said calmly, "Master Shen, why don't you think about why the county magistrate sent you here."
Shen Zheng sneered coldly, it was Cheng Zhao who was responsible for this. Cheng Zhao returned to Grade A during the Nanfu Academy exam and was highly praised by the mountain chief. His father must have wanted him to learn to write articles and learn from Cheng Zhao.
Cheng Zhao's family was so poor and had to work all day long. There was no time for learning. His father had miscalculated this time.
Shen Zheng shook the leaves in his hand, turned around and walked out of the yard. He stood at the door of the yard and looked into the distance, and saw a familiar figure, it was Zhao Ergou.
He immediately walked towards Zhao Ergou.
The field ridge was very narrow, with rice on both sides. As soon as he walked down, the silk robe on his body got caught. He pulled hard, and a big hole was pulled out of the robe.
Shen Zheng didn't care that his clothes were torn and continued walking into the fields.
Zhao Ergou was cutting rice with a sickle. Because he wanted to leave rice stubble, he had to lean up with his left hand so that his hand could almost touch the ears of rice. It was very inconvenient to harvest. He kept bending over and his waist was almost broken, but We can't stop. We can collect as much as we can while it's still dark.
Zhao Sanniu was cutting rice at the other end. He was buried in the rice field and had no time to raise his eyes.
Cheng Wanwan and Zhao Dashan integrated the rice together, tied it up with straw ropes, and then picked it back.
"Ahem!"
Shen Zheng walked over, but no one looked at him, which made him very unhappy.
He coughed loudly several times.
Cheng Wanwan was almost paralyzed from exhaustion. The sun made her mouth dry, and she really had no energy to pay attention to the young master. She lowered her head and continued working.
"Hey!" Shen Zheng said dissatisfied, "Zhao Ergou, come here!"
Zhao Ergou was so busy that he just vaguely heard his mother say that there was a guest at home. He didn't take it seriously yet. When he looked up, he saw the county magistrate's son standing in front of him. His sweaty face suddenly collapsed. Come down.
Shen Zheng gritted his teeth: "Why, are you unhappy to see me coming?"
Zhao Ergou sneered in his heart.
Isn't that right? When he saw this young master Shen, he thought of the scene where he was being shouted around by this young master when he was opening the canal.
He is not a slave of the Shen family, why should he listen to this young master's orders.
But he didn't show it on his face.
Shen Zheng said: "What is that in your hand? Bring it over and show it to me."
Zhao Ergou: "..."
Come, come, come again, this familiar and deadly tone.
If Master Shen plays with the sickle, will he still be able to work today?
Zhao Ergou rolled his eyes and held out the sickle with both hands: "This is a farm tool used to cut rice. Master Shen, do you want to come down and give it a try?"
Shen Zheng had a fun-loving temperament and was always enthusiastic about everything he did. He threw away the leaves in his hands, jumped off the field and walked towards Zhao Ergou. As soon as he walked in front of him, before he could touch the sickle, something suddenly hit him under his feet. The thing stumbled and he threw forward. The ground was covered with rice stubble. If Zhao Ergou hadn't been in front of him, his face would have been stabbed to pieces by the hard rice stubble.
"Oh, Master Shen, are you okay?"
Zhao Ergou quickly helped the person up, and the concern on his face seemed a bit hypocritical.
Shen Zheng was furious: "You Zhao Ergou, you dare to trip me up, I think you are looking for death."
Zhao Ergou looked innocent: "There are rice stubbles everywhere in this field. Master Shen must have tripped over the rice stubble. The ground in the field is uneven and it is not suitable for Master Shen to stay longer. Master Shen should go back."
Shen Zheng also wants to go back, but can he go back?
Cheng Wanwan secretly glared at Zhao Ergou. If Shen Zheng had failed to control his direction just now and fell on the rice stubble, something big would have happened.
She walked over and said in a slower tone: "Master Shen, this is not a place for fun. You can either go back to the yard to thresh the rice, or you can go pick up the ears of rice with Si Dan. If you pick up five kilograms, you have completed the task. "
Shen Zheng's face was dark and gloomy. He didn't want to stay in this miserable place at all!
But the face of the woman in front of him was also very cold. This woman got his father's order and used chicken feathers as arrows, without caring about his identity at all.
He angrily followed Zhao Sidan to pick up rice ears.
The ears of rice are scattered among the rice stubble. You have to pick them up one by one and put them into the basket behind you.
Shen Zheng had just picked up a few when he felt that the action of constantly bending down and standing up was too tiring, and his waist almost broke.
He glanced at Zhao Sidan who was walking in front, and quickly walked over, grabbed a large handful, and stuffed them all into his backpack.
The backpack behind him suddenly became lighter. Zhao Sidan turned around, his eyes widened: "Master Shen, what are you doing?"
Shen Zheng sneered and continued to take rice from the basket on his back.
"Ouch——"
A knee-high guy suddenly emerged from the field.
He has gray-black hair, green eyes, triangular eyes and a fierce look on his face.
"There are wolves!"
Shen Zheng's eyes widened and he ran away.
Xiaodian chased after him, hugged his thigh, opened her mouth and bit his robe.
Shen Zheng was so frightened that his face turned pale and he fell down on the field ridge.
"Be careful, don't bite." Zhao Sidan ran up and said, "This is Master Shen, a guest of our house. You can't do this."
He touched Xiaodian's head.
Xiaodian immediately let go of Shen Zheng and sat down next to Zhao Sidan.
Shen Zheng was stunned.
Damn, this is a wolf, why is it so obedient like a dog?
Could it be that his perception is biased?
He stood up and took a step forward.
"Ouch——"
Xiaodian stood up immediately and stood in front of Zhao Sidan, looking like he was about to pounce on him.
Shen Zheng fell to the ground again.
Zhao Sidan walked over and took back the rice ears in Shen Zheng's basket and said, "My mother has said that you should do your own thing. My cousin also said that it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. Master Shen , get to work quickly.”
Zhao Sidan continued working with Xiaodian.
Shen Zheng was sitting on the ridge of the field, almost going crazy. He, the dignified Young Master Shen, was being taught a lesson by a ten-year-old child. It was like being bullied by a dog.
He kicked the basket over and refused to work. Let's see what this Zhao Cheng can do to him!
