While running, the boy next to him fell and grabbed him.
The skin of the two of them was scratched on their knees. The boy continued to run without a thing, while Huang Dan sat on the ground, let alone running, he didn't even get up.
Since that time, Huang Dan has been doing experiments openly and secretly. The result is that his pain is different from ordinary people, and it is many times higher. He can't estimate how much.
He was breathing heavily, Huang Dan was in pain, he didn't understand, this body wasn't his own, why the pain wasn't normal.
"Mr. System, why is this?"
The system said, "Sorry, I don't have permission to answer you."
Huang Dan fell down and pressed his butt on the rice pile. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the blood on his face faded and turned blue.
Li Gen frowned, in the eyes of a person who often has a hole somewhere and doesn't feel the bleeding, just cutting his finger, does it hurt so much
Huang Dan cried even more fiercely, with suppressed pain in his throat.
Li Gen was stunned, he took out the cigarette from his pocket, held it in his mouth, and touched the match again.
With a squeak, the match opened, and a cluster of flames sprang up. Li Gen lowered his head and lit a cigarette, flicked the match, and bounced into the field after extinguishing it.
He was brooding in the rising smoke, and he had never heard of young people having this problem.
Got hit on the jobsite for a problem
Li Gen squatted down, tsk tsk, and said in disgust, "You're not even as good as a girl."
As he said that, Li Gen put up one of the young man's arm and carried him halfway from the field to the cool place of Yin on the ridge.
Huang Dan closed his eyes, frowned tightly, and his face was covered with sweat and tears.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was in pain, but he didn't cry.
After a few puffs of cigarettes, Li Gen dragged the towel around Huang Dan's neck into the pond.
The rough touch covered his face, and the yellow single was breathing, smelling the smell of sweat, water vapor, and tobacco on the towel.
His ears were buzzing, and he didn't pay attention to what the man was saying. It was definitely not a good thing.
I don't know how long it took, the pain subsided, Huang Dan slowed down a bit, and his face was still blue and white.
He sucked the blood from the wound on his finger, and it hurt to death in the middle, and he twitched.
Li Gen looks like he is sick.
After a while, Huang unilaterally tilted his head back and looked at the man leaning against the tree smoking a cigarette.
Li Gen sullen and squinted, "Look what, I was scared by you twice, and there is a third time, you can just leave it to your fate!"
Huang Dan's eyes flickered, the original owner did not have his fault, he had to destroy the atmosphere and remove the center of the topic from himself before Li Gen thought deeply.
"Brother, smoking is bad for your health, it tastes bad in your mouth, and it's not good for your teeth. Over time, your teeth will turn black."
Li Gen's face was red and blue, and he sneered, "I know why you don't even have a friend."
Huang Dan lowered his eyelids.
Li Gen thought that he was hit, and heard the young man say, "I don't need friends."
It became quiet under the tree.
Huang Dan glanced at the rice in the field, and people immediately tightened the scriptures. He called Li Gen for help, and he couldn't waste time.
Seeing the young man walking into the field, Li Gen's forehead twitched. It was painful before, but now it's fine again.
There is a large labor force, and Huang Dan is much more relaxed. Looking at the rows of rice grains at the feet of the man, he can't help but sigh, some people are born capable.
When the sun sets on the west mountain, the sunset glow splashes on the horizon, and there is only one corner of the field left.
Huang Dan cut off the last handful of rice and said to the man sitting on the ear of rice, "Brother, can you come to my house for dinner?"
This is the case in the village. Whoever helps whoever does a job must at least have a meal, but he knows that Li Gen will not go.
Li Gen wants to go home and cook eggs for his mother. Wu Cuiling is stewing a flower, and she won't eat it, so her eldest son will cook it.
Sure enough, Huang Dan heard Li Gen's refusal.
He was no longer polite, and only said, "Brother, thank you today."
Li Gen stared at the young man and left without saying anything.
Huang Dan went back and told Chen Jinhua about Li Gen's help. Everyone in the village saw it, and he would definitely say it.
Chen Jinhua entered the house, came out with a pack of cigarettes in his hand, and went to Li Gen's house.
Although it belongs to a village, the human feelings are clearly remembered.
The rice lay in the fields and slept all night, and the next day it was tanned by the sun, so it had to be picked out of the rice beds.
This time, Huang Dan was alone. He put a towel on his shoulder, carried two bamboo baskets on a pole, and ran one after another without resting.
Because as long as he rests, he will not be able to get up.
In the next few trips, Huang Dan's legs were swaying, swaying, and his teeth were about to break.
He threw the pole on the rice bed, and people lay on it