Yan Qiuyu thought about Yan Xiaoan's incomprehensible attitude all night but couldn't figure it out. Before the rooster crows, there was a rustling sound outside.
"Dashan?" Yan Qiuyu opened the door and called.
"Hey, Second Uncle, why are you awake? It's still early. Please sleep a little longer."
"What are you doing this morning?"
"Go prepare the seedlings. Didn't you say yesterday that the rice must be planted in the next two days? If I go early, I can do more work."
Yan Qiuyu was confused all night and forgot about it. "It's still early, let's wait until the rooster crows."
"It's getting late." Zhang Dashan looked up and looked outside. The moon hadn't fully returned home yet, with half of its head hanging in the sky.
Yan Qiuyu took one side of his coat and put it on, "Forget it, I'll go with you."
ah? Second uncle, what is this? How could Zhang Dashan's brain make sense? The two of them didn't say a word along the way. When they arrived on the mountain, it was just dawn, and the time was just right.
Zhang Dashan took off his shoes and stepped in, "Hiss..." It was a bit cold, but it was acceptable, but this country boy couldn't resist it.
On the other hand, Yan Qiuyu just stood on the ridge of the field, looking coldly at Zhang Dashan who was working.
Originally, Zhang Dashan should be alone, so he could finish his work in a few and go back early, but there was always someone watching, and he couldn't bear it.
"Second uncle, why don't you go back first? Xiao An will wake up soon. She should be scared if she is left alone."
"You are worried about her." Yan Qiuyu's words sounded sour, and Zhang Dashan didn't understand what was going on for a long time.
Um? Zhang Dashan only felt that the second uncle today was a little strange. His words sounded thorny. Xiao An was not what he worried about most on weekdays, but today he seemed to be hiding.
"I wonder if there's any point in worrying. Later, Xiao An has some winter melon and tofu, and it's not you, the second uncle, who is distressed."
Yan Qiuyu thought this was reasonable, "Then you should be busy first. Just prepare a paddy field of seedlings today. Once you have enough, come back and have breakfast."
Yan Qiuyu moved very quickly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from Zhang Dashan's eyes. Zhang Dashan didn't know what kind of muscle the second uncle had, but he was full of energy after hearing that he had food to eat.
On the way back after preparing the rice seedlings, Zhang Dashan was worried about the peanut field. He passed by and took a look. Although it had been tormented by heavy rain for two days, fortunately the peanuts were all working well and there were no major problems.
When he returned, Yan Qiuyu had also prepared breakfast. Yan Xiaoan was dressed up and ready to work.
"Master, I've just recovered from my illness, so I shouldn't be in such a hurry." Yan Xiao'an said coquettishly. Normally, Yan Qiuyu might have been frightened by her, but when she said this, Zhang Dashan happened to say Foot stepped into the house.
Yan Qiuyu's face turned strangely dark, and his tone was inevitably stiff, "It's because I don't exercise enough, so I don't have a good physique, so I'm prone to getting sick."
Okay, okay, okay, okay, you're right. Yan Xiaoan took a spoonful of porridge into his mouth and then reluctantly accepted his master's ruthlessness.
"Second uncle, I haven't asked you why you want to grow peanuts." Zhang Dashan has wanted to ask about this for a long time. For so many years, there have been no people growing peanuts in Zhangjiagou. The main reason is because of water and soil problems. Naturally, it is better than having nothing to do with rice.
Yan Qiuyu glanced at Yan Xiaoan who was eating deliciously and said, "Work more and talk less."
"Oh." Zhang Dashan didn't know that he had picked up that tiger hair. The second uncle's temper has been really bad these two days.
After the meal, when the three of them actually arrived at the rice field, Yan Xiaoan began to retreat. The rice field was almost beyond sight.
Yan Qiuyu was wearing a white robe with long sleeves, and obviously had no intention of doing anything by himself. Yan Xiaoan wrinkled his face and tried the water in the paddy field, which was very cool.
Fortunately, the weather was good, and the sun hit the branches early. Yan Xiaoan wrote ink that it was in the water.
In the field were rice seedlings that Zhang Dashan had prepared before he went back to have breakfast. Before going into the paddy field, Zhang Dashan took out a wooden stick with strings tied to both ends from his backpack.
He gave one to Yan Xiaoan and took another one for himself.
"Brother Dashan, what is this for?"
"Maybe it's for good looks." Zhang Dashan answered casually. In fact, if it was really useful, he couldn't tell.
"Master, master." Yan Xiaoan called out, adhering to the principle of asking if you don't understand.
"What's wrong?"
"What is this for?"
“On the one hand, it’s for the sake of beauty, and on the other hand, it’s also to transplant the rice seedlings in a planned way and save some time.”
Yan Xiaoan nodded in understanding. It was almost May, and it had been almost a month since they arrived here. Yan Xiaoan had become accustomed to such rural life.
Occasionally, I comfort myself. After all, I am here to experience life, and I can't be trapped here for the rest of my life.
Thinking about it this way, Yan Xiaoan's mood improved a little and she became more motivated.
Yan Qiuyu, with his sharp eyes, directed the two of them to stand on the edge of the field and insert wooden sticks at both ends. The long and thin ropes were stretched straight.
After entering the water, Yan Xiaoan got used to it for a while before she was no longer so cold. The sun's father-in-law was even more powerful. He seemed to be shining on Yan Xiaoan's ground, making her warm. Zhang Dashan was young and had a good foundation, so the heat soon came out. Sweat.
"Oh, I wonder why the sun today is as vicious as the July sky." Zhang Dashan complained.
Yan Xiaoan planted the seedlings along the string, and Zhang Dashan had already planted two-thirds of the seedlings.
Looking up at Yan Xiaoan's work again, almost none of the crooked seedlings were safely under the water. They were all floating on the water, basking in the sun.
"Hahaha..." Zhang Dashan laughed out loud.
"Why are you laughing?" Yan Xiaoan glared at him, wondering when she had ever done such a job. It had only been a month since she came to this place, and her hands were already rough and she was still being laughed at.
Yan Qiuyu glanced at it, said nothing, and walked to the paddy field on the other side. Before Yan Xiaoan recovered from his illness a few days ago, Zhang Dashan found someone to plow this land in advance, without delaying the work at all.
It's just that this matter is related to Yan Xiao'an, so she naturally has to do it herself, so as not to send away the lonely soul of chaos, and have to do it all over again after working in vain.
Seeing that the master did not speak for him, Yan Xiao'an felt aggrieved. His face just wrinkled, and Zhang Dashan immediately surrendered, "Auntie, I'm scared of you. You are like this..."
Zhang Dashan put the seedling in his hand. His fingers were straight, and the seedling was stuck in the middle. When the water hit the water, the seedling fell straight to the ground and was firmly embedded in the mud.
Yan Xiaoan learned the lesson in a decent manner and tried it several times. Although it was still crooked this time, fortunately, it no longer always floated out like before.
