The next day, early morning.
The blue sky, the white clouds, the rolling hills that can't be seen at a glance; the green grass, the gurgling stream, and the breeze blowing through a few tall trees.
Taking a deep breath, a fresh air of soil and plants penetrated smoothly into the nostrils, looked up at the sky, the bright sunshine could not be blocked by the layers of white clouds, a breeze blew by, the branches of the trees swayed and rustled There was a rustle, and the cool air gently caressed his arms and face.
Obviously, this is the place where Wu Qingchen appeared when he first entered the medieval world.
The difference is that when standing here again, Wu Qingchen is no longer sweating, his face is stained, and his body is sore, and he no longer talks to ducks, confused and shocked, and full of hesitation.
Wu Qingchen's current situation is much, much better.
Upgraded to a cowherd family, Wu Qingchen/Loss, based on safety, physical strength, and merit... In short, it was a waste of some right to speak. After strongly suggesting, Old William finally reluctantly changed his work and rest time, and Wu Qingchen finally agreed. If you need to go out to work with the stars above your head before dawn.
For example, today, Wu Qingchen left the bed and rushed to the church after resting beautifully until the sky was already twilight.
Wu Qingchen didn't return to the wooden house until the sky turned bright, and had a hearty breakfast with the old William, Idra, and Grace who had finished their work in the field near the new residence.
Then, a group of four led three strong bulls, and first quickly plowed the two small pieces of land that passed by on the way, and then came to the place that Wu Qingchen first saw when he first entered the medieval world. A piece of newly opened wasteland.
The fact that the main labor force of the family can come here means that during the summer service season, the work of other parts of Wu Qingchen's family has basically been taken care of.
With sufficient farm cattle and the need to avoid the complicated preparations for summer labor, the farm work that seemed to never end for more than ten years was finally caught by the tail of the old William's family.
For such a milestone achievement, like other ordinary villagers, when they encounter ordinary happy things, they can find a baker to get a few pieces of black bread so hard that they can knock their teeth off, or find a winemaker to get a few glasses of rancid smell. Flavored ale, just mess with your stomach and you're done
Of course not!
Such a glorious achievement, such a great result, of course, must be equally brilliant, and the same great celebration, or gratitude, can be matched!
And the whole medieval world, the greatest and most glorious object, is unique.
"dominate…
my loving father...
God I believe in...
I want to sing to you with all my heart...
Dedicated to you the most sincere poems...
In the fertile land you have given..."
At this moment, in the remote wasteland far away from the village, Wu Qingchen led the singing, and old William, Idra, and Grace stuttered to study. A sincere poem of praise echoed melodiously with the summer breeze.
"In the fertile land you gave...
I bent down deeply and pulled out the weeds...
I swung my pick hard, turning over the dirt...
Push away the sharp blades...
Avoid the fragrant flowers…”
"Okay! Come here first, stop, stop!" Wu Qingchen gestured, and the father and brothers stopped quickly, "Okay, it's much better than yesterday! But there are still many mistakes..."
"First of all..." Wu Qingchen pointed to Idra, "Brother, bend over deeply! You made a mistake here... 'deep', do you understand? In the scriptures, 'deep' has many meanings, here it refers to The thing is…”
As he spoke, Wu Qingchen slowly half-squatted. While bending down, he took the alternately forward legs as the fulcrum, and through the constant adjustment of his own movements, he subtly decomposed the gravity of the upper body leaning forward into a downward vector force—so as to better Pull out weeds with ease, and forward vector force—for easier forward movement.
"Hmm! I'll try!" After all, he is already a veteran of farm work. After watching a dozen steps, Idra has a rough idea in his heart. Under the comparison of Grace beside him, he also bent down, Start pulling the weeds "deeply".
In about ten minutes, Idra mastered the "word" of "deep", or another scientific labor action from the 21st century on the earth.
"Okay, it's your turn..." Wu Qingchen pointed to Grace again: "Come on, sing with me: I bend down 'deeply' and pull out the weeds..."
Grace stammered out a song, and beside her, Idra mimicked the counterpart.
Another ten minutes or so, Grace also reached the passing standard of the action.
Next, in the third ten minutes, the three brothers went into battle together, and the old William also quickly mastered the "deep" in the scriptures.
After "deep", "swing pick", "open", "pull away", "avoid"...
Singer Wu Qingchen/Mr. Luo Si "directedly taught" the words of the holy scriptures one after another, and the scientific labor movements one after another to the family members in the medieval world.
The new movements and new standards naturally have a great conflict with the labor habits formed by the three fathers and sons of the old William over the years. Coupled with the intermittent stops and explanations in the middle, in terms of labor efficiency, the work in the newly opened wasteland at this moment is very difficult. Not only did it not speed up, but it was a little slower than usual.
However, regardless of Old William, Idra, and Grace, the three of them studied very seriously, and they did not raise any objections from the beginning to the end, let alone a strange word.
The reason is also very simple. Compared with cleaning the house, washing tools, opening holes in the wall...these are just "wasting time" just to make yourself more comfortable, learning to sing hymns also takes extra precious time, but it brings The benefits to come are clear at a glance and far-reaching.
For the old William's family, which suddenly became a cowherd family, although they have begun to enjoy the material aspects, the psychological construction is far from complete.
Cowherd mansions, preferential treatment by stewards, villagers’ flattery, gifts piled up one after another... The novel changes that can be encountered almost every day, and the attitude of most villagers, except for Wu Qingchen, the other family members dare not After the ecstasy of belief, worry about incompetence, fear of disappearing suddenly, fear of making mistakes...all kinds of confusion, apprehension, and worrying about gains and losses are the true portrayal of them.
Therefore, Wu Qingchen’s first thing every day is to go to church, clean himself up every day so as not to smoke the gentlemen, or even hang harmful beehives in his own land. Wu Qingchen provided the greatest convenience.
And learning to sing hymns, this is another opportunity to directly flatter the pastor. For the new family of cowherds who are actively moving closer to the organization—no, actively moving closer to the church, it is of course a great performance that must not be missed Chance.
Besides, in order to make up for the expected time loss, before coming to this newly reclaimed wasteland, when plowing the other two small plots of land that passed by on the way, three times as many cattle were deliberately used. Old William I feel that this can win back the wasted time.
Just like that, sing for a while, stop for a while, teach for a while, and be busy for a while...
When Old William and his sons basically mastered the first two bars of the first "Psalm", the work in the newly reclaimed wasteland was almost busy.
Wiping the sweat on his forehead, which was obviously less than usual, Old William looked around. His sons' faces were all rosy, and their breathing was quite gentle. Under the shade of the big tree, a breeze blew by. In the wasteland, little Rose raised his head with a very pleasant smile on his face.
Before, it was really hard for the kids.
Old William sighed softly, and took advantage of the situation to look up at the sky.
The sun is still far away from the highest point. Old William made a rough estimate in his mind, and was surprised to find that even if he didn’t use three times as many cattle to rob the time of the two small pieces of land he passed by, he opened up new wasteland today. On the whole, the work in the middle of the work does not take much longer than the time spent working hard before.
This…
This!
This... If the time when little Ross stopped to teach in the middle is also removed...
This... or if I and my two eldest sons are more skilled...
Thinking of this, Old William was extremely surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he quickly felt relieved:
After all, this is the farming trick little Ross learned from Master Playa!
Here's a farming tip from Anthem!
Master works, can it be the same as ordinary farmers
If you can't do the work easily and quickly, can you still be regarded as a master!
As expected of the pastor!
Worthy of being the church hymn!
Well, it's not in vain for Rose to go to church every day...
After thinking about it for a while, when Old William continued to work, he became more energetic, and the hymn he hummed became more energetic.
When the sun finally reached its highest point, the hymn lessons for the day were finally finished, and all the work in the wasteland was tidied up. Old William took his three sons and walked back to the direction of the village.
The path under the feet is getting wider and wider, and the busy figures of the villagers gradually begin to appear on both sides.
Walking on the road, Wu Qingchen always felt that something was wrong.
To be correct, since yesterday, or even the last few days of the last stay in the medieval world, Wu Qingchen began to feel something was wrong when he walked in the village.
"Hey, William!" "Hey, Idra!" "Hey, Rose!"
This is the way to greet my father, my eldest brother, and myself, and it seems to be quite normal.
"Grace! Look here...how's your work today?"
"Hey, Grace! When you come over here this afternoon, can you help dig the mound?"
"Brother Grace, it's very hot today, come to my house for a drink..."
"Good day, Grace... the boy is in good spirits!"
"Grace! Grace! Wait for me, I'm going to work there too!"
Well... this is how you say hello to Grace...
Something is really wrong!
It's getting more and more wrong!
Just as he was thinking about it, he walked around a small forest and had already hung up two beehive sites, which appeared in Wu Qingchen's eyes.
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