Chapter 1251 You, Lazy! Useless!

To Shang Liuya's clear eyes like Ye Quanquan's wash, clearly seeing the nervousness that he was afraid of being rejected, Liu Ye pursed his lips and did not speak.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all!" The girl also pursed her lips, rarely stubborn. And if this sentence is not enough, I don't know if it is comforting myself or persuading others.

Liu Ye himself didn't know what the reason was. He knew that the inferiority complex in Liu Ya's nature was about to move at this time, but before turning around, he still spit out the words that made the girl's face suddenly white, "What is Master Wei, What identity do you have? Can you still see clearly? If Master Wei liked you, he would not leave without saying goodbye. Such a big man, if he wants to marry a wife, is also married to Miss Qian Jin, how can he be unclean? Women are accompanying. "

As she turned around, her eyes lighted, and she saw the girl trembling like a sieve.

Gripping the lips, the willow leaves pretended not to see, and returned to the room.

And this night, until she fell asleep, no one sitting under the porch came in.

The annual farm busy started.

This is the most joyful day in the past two years.

In the past, I followed another owner. The surplus food left by their tenants every year was not enough to fill their stomachs. They left a handful of rice to cook some porridge and even felt extravagant. Noodles can make them barely enough to support them for half a year.

Even so, one or two months before the autumn harvest every year, the grains are still out of line, and one by one is hungry, with yellow muscles and thin hands and feet, only to wait for the arrival of the autumn harvest, drag the most tired body of the year, and work for a year The heaviest livelihood of all, earning food for the next year.

Numerous tenants are just like this. The day they die, they have never had a dry meal in their lives.

Today, the remaining tenants in Chuanjiu Village are still the very lucky wave of tenant families.

They have dawned.

The farm next to Chuan Jiu Village changed to a new owner and Liu Dong family.

In two years, their looks have changed greatly.

Looking up, I saw familiar but vigorous smiles. Although the work is still exhausted, everyone's eyes are full of hope for life.

The households of the Liujia Farm are in the golden rice fields, and the tenants are working fiercely.

At the same time, the liveliness of Xinghua Village was no less favourable.

Not only are the fields lively, the village entrances of Xinghua Village and Xiapo Village are also very lively. There are also grain merchants and food vendors who are lobbying for rice sales, as well as the maidservants of large families.

Eating closed every year, I refuse to die every year. It seems that even if I ca n’t buy rice, I can come to Xinghua Village to get blessed. It ’s a blessing. My brain is crowded to the place where the village is not driven, and even the river is flowing Little stranger.

No one dared to drill on the bank of Xinghua Village, and could not drill in. The village entrance was guarded.

Compared to the downhill village, there is much more activity, and everyone will stand there.

In the first two years, I saw these people clinging and even ran to the edge of the field and said that the people in the downhill village are still very vain, and they have been worried about it for a long time, but now they are annoyed.

Therefore, the villagers of Xinghua Village often can see the **** bastard over there, holding a sickle to carry people to kill people.

It's funny.

"Dunzi, don't chase. If you have time to chase so far, you might as well cut a few more rice. Are you lazy looking for opportunities? Look at the tiredness of your mother-in-law!"

"No, Dunzi doesn't look like he is lazy. He wants to find someone to fight. You see, he is more energy-saving than chasing rice when he chases people!"

"Hahahaha!"

There was also laughter across the river.

The dark-skinned man pointed his sickle in his hand and said, "What about gratefulness? Let's go back to Laozi and drag his mouth and go to your big family to eat!"

"I don't know what kind of virtue you have? You are here! Everyone will take care of you!"

"Roll the calf! Your rice may be delicious in my house! Go back and get two jars of wine and come to my house!"

"Okay, the meals are ready, please come home, can we not go?"

Naturally, the chats in the two villages also fell into the ears of outsiders around them. With the effort of dialogue on both sides, some people boldly looked at Liujiatian.

But seeing the strong man in the field, wearing short crops of coarse cloth worn by the croppers, he can see the solid arm muscles under the sleeves pulled up by the men over long distances.

The only pity is invisible face.

Some people even counted carefully. The whole village paddy field is the most populous in the Liujia field. There are more than ten people, all young and strong. I think it should be the guard of the king, and it is no worse than a crop handle.

"You, lazy! Useless!" A small body popped out of Daohe, the adult's calf, with a small back pocket hanging around his neck, two short hands on his hips, and an energetic annoyed big man.

Liu Yusheng sat in the shade by the roadside to cool off, and when he saw the small body popping out, he drew the corner of his mouth.

In the morning, Croton probably didn't do anything. All the time was spent staring at his dad.

How much resentment is there?

Covering his eyes quietly and turning his face, Liu Yusheng pretended to be invisible.

Lest I finally see the end of the small croton, I can't bear it.

In the field, the man accused of being useless stopped the action of cutting rice, put his hands on his knees and slowly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the back pocket of Xiaodou Ding's stomach.

I drew it in, grabbed a few ears of rice, and threw them one by one.

"According to the agreement, it doesn't count to secretly poke down in the field, it doesn't count to steal someone else's cut. The ears of rice you picked up by true skill are **** without my finger thick," staring at the guilty little beans The man raised his lips. "Who is useless?"

Turning the ears of rice from a small one into a small one and shoving them back into the back pocket, the man's narrow eyes were cool, "Staring at me is fine, don't forget to do it, don't show how useless you are. Go, do live."

"You wait!"

"Drive anytime."

The oblique babies were sulking in the fields to look for the small body of rice ears, and Feng Qingbai then sneered.

The Yinwei camp was ordered, and a missing rice ear was not allowed in the field. He would like to see how the little cub was picking up a cloth pocket before lunch.

"Father, father--" The soft and soft waxy voice sounded in the rear, Feng Qingbai immediately turned around, and resisted the little baby who ran over, not letting her flutter into his arms. His body was covered with rice crumbs, dirty .

"Red beans, go to your mother, don't run into the fields, it's time to get tanned." Holding her daughter's face flushed, Feng Qingbai frowned, and her daughter was sunburned.

Hongdou shook his head and raised his small basket in his hand to show his dad. Poorly, there were two ears of rice lying there, like the little face of Xiaowaer, "Daddy, red beans, no."

I forgot today Friday. Friday is 4:30 to pick up the children hahaha. I publish a chapter first, and half of the other chapters. I pick them up and finish writing them. Everyone forgive me. Some oranges are stupid.

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