Have you forgotten how delicious the host’s food is
Have you forgotten how expensive the host’s things are
Have you forgotten that the host has a rice field, while you can only work in other people's rice fields
A series of three comments were sent out, and the live broadcast room suddenly became quiet.
Qiao Qiao took a sip from the kettle, and then thought:
"By the way, kids, don't leave this afternoon. My sister asked me to give you a make-up lesson. I'll teach you how to thresh rice and show you my new house."
He leaned in closer to the camera: "The place where Qiao Qiao lives is very big!"
Oh boy, a new house?!
Everyone is interested—
What kind of new house
Qiao Family Courtyard
It must be a country house
Host, do you still need a brother? I want someone who can eat and live in your big house.
Wow, am I the only one who is touched by the host’s close appearance
My innocent puppy brother
Wow, his skin is so fair! The sweat on his face is so crystal clear! The sunburn marks on his cheeks are so cute!
Put on your pants upstairs... Teacher Qiao Qiao is still a child.
As the conversation went on, the topic quickly drifted away.
Qiao Qiao thought about today's teaching tasks and found that rice harvesting seemed to have been taught before. Students just needed to be careful not to hurt themselves when doing their homework.
So he simply left his fans behind and buried himself in the rice fields once again.
…
On this side, Song Tan also brought a large group of people to the other side of the rice field.
Everyone was wearing sun-protective clothing, long pants, sneakers, baseball caps, straw hats and sun hats, and was fully armed.
Some of the female students even covered their faces, leaving only their eyes exposed, and their long sun-protective clothing was pulled up to their ankles.
Seeing this preparation, Song Tan could only sigh in admiration.
However, everyone was a little dissatisfied when they saw the small piece of rice field separated from the land:
"With so many of us cutting this small piece, we can't even move around!"
Song Tan laughed.
The rice field in front of me is about 130 to 140 square meters. If you really look at it, it is actually quite a lot, but compared with the other rice fields, it seems a bit shabby.
The squad leader laughed and said, "Song Tan, you look down on me too much!"
He patted his belly which was bulging from breakfast. Something inside was thumping like a ripe watermelon. “Although I don’t do much farm work, I’m pretty good at the gym!”
"That's right! Come on, classmates, let me show you my muscles!"
"It's such a small field. I'm afraid it won't take long to mow it all."
"Yes." The female classmate was not to be outdone: "Song Tan, I think the two people you invited can have a much easier time today. It's also because we forgot, otherwise we should have told you not to invite so many people... That's all, we can just do it for you in the morning."
This is true. There are 29 people, and even if you exclude the children, there would be about 24 or 25 people.
If all of them were strong laborers, Song Tan's two acres of land would really be nothing to mention.
But at this moment…
Song Tan just smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry, whoever cuts faster can cut more!"
"Do you all know how to harvest rice? Go down to the field and try it first. Those of you who are holding sickles, be careful not to get hurt."
As he spoke, he taught the same moves he had taught Qiao Qiao to his classmates, bit by bit.
Fortunately, everyone is an adult, and even if they are not satisfied with the area of the rice field, their attitude towards learning is still correct. At this moment, looking at the sickles in their hands, their expressions are extremely cautious.
After practicing with each other twice, everyone became more and more excited:
"Okay! Now we officially start working!"
"Come on! Old classmates, show me how to do it!"
"Wait, I'll take a video!"
Song Tan stood by and watched, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart - what to say
It's really troublesome to bow down for a few pieces of silver.
For example, she was standing here at the moment, not to inspect the results, but to prevent someone from cutting her. After all, they were all gods of wealth, and it would not be pleasant to see blood on the first visit.
The spiritual energy at hand is always ready, and a pair of eyes are staring at the entire rice field.
The students lived up to expectations, grabbing the rice with high spirits, and then adjusting the angle -
OK, a bunch of rice fell to the ground.
Then the second one, the third one...
etc!
Some students couldn't help but shout: "Oh my old waist!"
Why do you have to bend over while harvesting rice
It's not that they all bent over. They just cut slowly, and after cutting a handful of grass, they had to stand up and stretch.
Those who are really concentrating on cutting rice can’t even lift their backs for a long time!
But this was enough for these old classmates who were already in sub-health at a young age to start feeling that something was wrong.
Looking at Song Tan again, she was still smiling: "It's okay, it's just a small place, we're not in a hurry."
That’s true.
Everyone felt a little embarrassed - with so many people, it wouldn't take much effort for each of them to cut a row, not to mention that they had just gotten into the state!
Everybody is having fun!
So, the talking continued, but the panting sound of people cutting rice became louder and louder.
The sun above our heads has unknowingly become scorching, the temperature in the rice fields has begun to burn, and under the skin wrapped in sun protection clothing, sweat is pouring out layer by layer, sticky and wet.
The straw leaves and rice ears would occasionally scrape against my face and body, and even with clothes in between, the feeling was still not very pleasant.
Plus, as soon as the sun rises, the slight moisture in the rice fields begins to evaporate, and the whole person feels like being in a sauna...
But the action of cutting rice requires them to bend over and find the right angle...
Not long after, someone sat on the ridge of the field, holding his waist and unable to get up: "I can't do it anymore. My waist is injured. I really can't do it."
"It's okay." Song Tan was not in a hurry at all: "We are here to have fun. If we can't do it, we can take a break. There is no rush."
The male students wanted to hold on for a while, but the older brother who was working hard to train his muscles in the gym took a deep breath and felt something was wrong with his waist.
I mean, why is the rice-cutting action so twisted? It puts too much pressure on the lumbar spine!
Look at the squad leader in front—wow! He is really energetic! He is holding the sickle and moving forward steadily and firmly!
Can't we all be so bad
I had no choice but to keep moving forward.
Little did they know that the squad leader, who had the most steady movements, was also complaining in his heart at this moment - harvesting rice looked quite simple, wasn't it just standing in the field, bending down, grabbing the rice, and then harvesting hard -
But if you repeat this action a few times, you won't feel it. After a dozen or twenty times, your body will start to feel it.
Read it 30 more times - Wow, these lazy people don't know how to do anything. They suffered a lot when they were working, but this kind of labor is totally different from what they are used to!
Looking at these two pieces of land now, it feels like a vast ocean with no end in sight.
It turned out that Song Tan, this old classmate, had overestimated them!
Why keep two acres of land? Just keep one acre for fun.