Because the portion was large and they were doing farm work, the old lady was not stingy this time and gave each person a large bowl of meat and vegetables, two steamed buns, and a sweet potato.
The old man was about to eat with the bowl in his hand when he suddenly remembered something: "Qiao'er, have you eaten yet?"
"I've already eaten."
As Su Qiao answered, he rolled up his trouser legs, picked up a sickle from the ground and went down to the ground.
Seeing this, the old man was stunned: "What are you going to do?"
"I'll go and help you cut some, so we can finish the work in the field faster."
As she said this, she walked towards the wheat field that was obviously lagging behind other areas without looking back.
It’s easy to imagine that this must belong to her father and brother.
Neither of them can endure hardship, they are slow at work and unskilled.
Second uncle Su Huaian quickly put down the bowl: "No, no, I will cut it after I finish eating, you should be careful of the wound on your hand."
The old man also said quickly: "Yes, Qiao'er, come back soon, there is no need for you to cut it, I will go with your uncle later."
Su Yaohui and his son Su Yichen felt a little embarrassed.
That area was the mission of this father and son.
They cut the grass slowly and unevenly. They thought their second brother and father would come to help anyway, so they became even more lazy.
"It's okay, the injury has almost healed."
As he spoke, Su Qiao had already bent down and started cutting the wheat stalks.
Su Yaohui coughed twice: "Ahem, let her be! She just watches for fun."
When others heard this, they agreed.
Because every time when harvesting wheat and corn in the fields, Su Qiao couldn't help much.
Either she follows her mother's example and takes a break after a few strokes, or she makes trouble and hinders the team.
The Su family sat by the field and ate while looking at Su Qiao.
After seeing that only a small piece had fallen after a long time, everyone understood what was happening.
In the wheat field, Su Qiao was thinking about how to be more handy and how to be faster.
444 saw the expressions of the Su family, as well as the mocking looks of several other families living near their wheat fields, and began to feel anxious.
Host, you are too slow.
"Shouldn't I get used to it first?"
She had never done this kind of farm work before, so she was a little unfamiliar with it and it was normal for her to be slow.
Moreover, she usually used this hand to hold a sword or a chopping tool, so she was quite comfortable using a hatchet, but she was not used to the sickle.
"Xiao Si, do you think if I take out my sword and sweep over, will a large number of people fall down?"
Her sword can cut hair and chop iron like mud.
444 rolled his eyes: Yes, but do you dare to take it out
Su Qiao was choked.
"There's nothing I dare not do. I just don't want to."
Su Qiao said seriously: "If you do farm work, you have to act like you are doing farm work."
"Taking one step at a time and being down-to-earth is the quality a farmer should have."
hehe.
444 gave her a look of contempt.
Although he was a little unfamiliar with the sickle, it was only at the beginning that he was not used to it. After he got used to it, Su Qiao's speed became faster.
And because she was strong and had nimble hands, she could cut wheat just like cutting grass, and her speed increased rapidly.
Almost wherever she went, the wheat would fall.
Erni never quite agreed with what her uncle said.
What are you just playing around
Since Sister Qiao'er is so strong and she is full now, she will definitely not be slow.
Sure enough, after a while, the wheat fell down one by one at a rapid speed.
She stood up in surprise: "Grandpa, grandma, look quickly, am I dazzled?"