Chapter 43

August is a cool and crisp autumn with waves of wheat.

People over the age of thirteen in Dongshui Village were waving sickles in the wheat fields and harvesting wheat.

According to the village chief, a tractor will be bought today, so the efficiency of transporting wheat will be much higher, so men, women, and children are all arranged to work in the wheat fields.

There are generally two jobs in the wheat fields: one is harvesting wheat and the other is bundling wheat.

It takes 10 work points to harvest one acre of wheat field, and two people will be assigned to help bundle the wheat, with each person getting 6 work points.

So generally men harvest and women bundle wheat, and Song Ruan’s job is to bundle wheat.

Although bundling wheat is much easier than harvesting wheat, at the end of the day, your wrists will definitely be red and swollen from being rubbed by the wheat straw.

But Song Ruan didn’t need to, because she and Yang Moer were arranged to be in the same wheat field with Yang Bin.

Yang Bin was strong and worked quickly. He could basically cut a handful of wheat and bundle it up at the same time. All Song Ruan and Yang Moer had to do was to carry the wheat out and load it onto the car.

So they spent most of their time drinking tea, chatting, and slacking off. After they had accumulated several bundles of wheat, they would load them onto the cart.

This made the people in the wheat field next door jealous.

Coincidentally, in the wheat field next door, the main force harvesting was Zhao Jianguo, and the ones bundling the wheat were Chen Hongying and the educated youth Shao Wenhong.

“Song Ruan, you let Yang Bin do all your work. You are too lazy.” Chen Hongying looked at Song Ruan’s casual look and couldn’t help but speak out after enduring for a long time. Why could Song Ruan drink tea leisurely while her hands were in so much pain?

Song Ruan swallowed a sip of tea and glanced at Chen Hongying indifferently.

“My brother dotes on me, Song Ruan. Why are you jealous? You can also ask your partner to bundle the wheat after harvesting it. That way you can have a rest.” Without waiting for Song Ruan to speak, Yang Moer retorted. She knew about Chen Hongying’s mistress.

“I’m not like some people. I can’t bear to let Brother Jianguo do all the work.”

Yang Moer looked at the wheat field on her side, then at the field next door, “You really can’t give him all the work. Look, my brother can do the work of three people by himself, and he can do it twice as fast as the three of you. At your speed, you can only harvest five or six mu of land a day, right?”

Yang Moer’s voice was neither loud nor soft; Zhao Jianguo, who had been bending over to cut wheat, could just hear it. His face, which was already tanned by the sun, immediately became even darker.

Which man can tolerate losing to his ex-girlfriend’s current partner?

But he was also desperate.

As the saying goes, “A good man is afraid of mowing the land, and a good cow is afraid of plowing the land.” Mowing wheat is really not a job for humans. It’s only been one morning, and he feels like his waist is about to break. What should he do in the next month?

“Do you know what long-distance running is? Those who cut fast now may not be able to do it later, but people like me, Jianguo, have stronger endurance.”

Chen Hongying glared at Yang Moer, then looked at Zhao Jianguo proudly, “Are you right, Brother Jianguo?”

Bullshit! You better shut up!

Zhao Jianguo was so angry at this stupid woman. Why did he want to compete with Yang Bin, a rough guy, in strength and work?

“Ah! She fainted!” Chen Hongying looked at Shao Wenhong next to her and saw her suddenly fall down, and screamed in shock.

The village chief who was patrolling above hurried down and said, “Quick, carry her to a cool place.”

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, Yang Bin and Zhao Jianguo, who were closest to the village, immediately went over to help and carried Shao Wenhong under the shade of a tree.

Song Ruan picked up the water cup and followed. At this time, Shao Wenhong was twitching all over.

“What’s going on? She has severe heatstroke. Someone go get some water. She needs to be cooled down immediately.” Having presided over the rush to harvest over the years, the village chief could tell the cause of a disease as soon as he saw the symptoms.

“I’ll go get it. I know where there is a bucket. I can go to the river to fill it with water.” Yang Moer said as she ran out anxiously.

“Village chief, take a look at my tea and see if it helps to cool down.” Song Ruan hesitated for a moment, but still handed over the cup of water in his hand and asked.

“Is this hot or cold? What kind of tea?”

“This is green brick tea. I boiled it with sugar last night and left it outside to cool overnight.” What Song Ruan didn’t say was that she also added a lot of Yuquan water to it, which was the reason for her hesitation.

Her family and Yang Bin’s family can often eat food with Yuquan water added. Now even if she adds more Yuquan water, they will not have much reaction, but others may have a bigger reaction at the beginning.

But the village chief said that Shao Zhiqing had severe heatstroke, and she was afraid that while waiting for water, the convulsing Shao Zhiqing would have sequelae.

“This green brick tea is perfect for her condition. Bring it over and give her a few sips.”

The village chief’s words brought Song Ruan back to her senses. She had no choice but to unscrew the lid and pour a few sips into her mouth.

After a while, Shao Wenhong stopped twitching.

“It’s useful, it’s useful.” The village chief was relieved. “Song Xiaomei, you’ve really helped a lot.”

“It’s just a sip of tea, what’s the big deal?” Chen Hongying muttered softly.

Although she spoke in a low voice, everyone under the tree was close enough to hear it.

The village chief frowned and was about to say something about Chen Hongying, but unexpectedly she started shouting excitedly again.

“Shao Zhiqing vomited. She vomited! It must be that Song Ruan’s tea was not clean.”