"Uncle Li, give me a hat."
Uncle Li opened his mouth and said, "Ah? Master, you want to do farm work too?"
This rich young man is truly a man who has never done housework. Including today, this is only the second time he has touched the soil. He doesn't even know if he can recognize more than a handful of vegetables in the field.
Fu Nanli also wore the same beekeeper's hat.
The farm worker next to Uncle Li sighed: "When we wear this hat, we look like workers, but when they wear it, they look like models. It's really nice."
Wen Qiao took Fu Nanli to the beehives nearby and picked up a piece of honeycomb, which Fu Nanli took: "I'll do it, you follow." Turning around, Wen Qiao picked up another honeycomb and followed him towards the peach forest.
The eldest young master's face darkened. He thought to himself that he would have to have a good talk with this troublesome girl when he returned home tonight.
Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli were walking back and forth in the peach forest.
The young master who used to talk about the stock market leverage economy and Nasdaq and the Federal Reserve all the time, is now seriously analyzing with Wen Qiao whether this peach blossom can be successfully pollinated artificially.
Qiu Ya was left aside.
She felt a little resentful. Her hands were used to play the violin and the insurance cost her 10 million yuan. But now she had to do such heavy farm work. Bees were buzzing in front of her eyes and she was very scared. The fields were watered and muddy, and she almost fell down with every step.
When she looked up again, she saw Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao whispering and laughing in the bright peach grove in spring, and she felt even more resentful.
Uncle Li has noticed the efficiency of Wen Qiao and Qiu Ya. Little Wen works efficiently, so efficiently that the young master feels sorry for her. He asks her to take a break and drink some water from time to time, and she doesn't act pretentiously and just says she will rest after she finishes the work.
As for Miss Qiu, although she seems to want to work seriously, her efficiency is not even one-tenth of Xiao Wen's. Moreover, she is afraid of everything, especially insects and bees. It really makes things difficult for her.
On the last trip, Wen Qiao took another board of bees to the deepest peach forest.
She had been working for nearly three hours.
Even Fu Nanli was feeling a little agitated.
Not to mention Miss Qiu Ya, whose expression behind the veil looked a little ugly, and she snorted in her heart, 'In order to please the old man, Wen Qiao is really willing to do anything.'
There's no way, she can't lose.
She also picked up a plate of beeswax, which was covered with bees. She walked to a ridge of the field, and because she was too tired, her feet went soft and she fell to the ground. The hat on her head was also blown off to the ground. The bees in her hands seemed to be frightened and flew towards her in a swarm.
The screams reached Wen Qiao's ears. She was startled and looked back, seeing several farmers surrounding Qiu Ya. She quickly put down the beehive in her hand, pulled Fu Nanli's hand and ran over there.
The screams continued.
The farm leader quickly picked up a pole and waved it to drive away the bees on Qiu Ya's face and body.
Seeing Qiu Ya's miserable condition, Fu Nanli reached out to help tighten the gauze curtain around Wen Qiao's hat brim.
After a while, the bees on Qiu Ya's face finally scattered. The team leader took off his hat and put it on Qiu Ya: "Put it on quickly."
Wen Qiao wanted to see, it was really horrible, Qiu Ya's face was swollen from being stung by a bee.
Qiu Ya was dragged up by the team leader in a state of embarrassment. The physical pain made her cry uncontrollably. The team leader said anxiously: "Try not to cry. Tears contain a certain amount of salt, which will make the sting wound more painful."
(End of this chapter)