Chapter 392 392. Rice field bragging
【Have you forgotten how delicious the food at the anchor's house is? 】
【Have you forgotten how expensive the things at the anchor's house are? 】
【Have you forgotten that the anchor has a rice field, but you can only go to other people's rice fields to work? 】
A series of three barrages were sent out, and the live broadcast room instantly became quiet.
Qiaoqiao took a sip from the kettle, and then remembered:
“By the way, kids, don’t leave this afternoon. My sister asked me to give you a make-up lesson on how to thresh rice. By the way, I’ll show you my new house.”
He leaned closer to the camera: "The place where Qiao Qiao lives is very big!"
Hello guys, new house? !
Everyone is interested—
【What kind of new house? 】
【Qiao Family Courtyard】
【It must be a country house】
【Anchor, do you still lack a brother? I can eat and live in your big house]
【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,, am I the only one who's been poked by the anchor's appearance? 】
【My innocent puppy brother】
【Wow, his skin is so fair! The sweat on my face is so glistening! The sunburn marks on my cheeks are so cute! 】
【Please put on your pants upstairs... Teacher Qiaoqiao is still a child】
Chatting back and forth, the topic suddenly became far away.
Qiaoqiao thought about today's teaching tasks and found that cutting rice seemed to have been taught before. Students only need to be careful not to hurt themselves when doing homework.
So he simply dropped the fans and immersed himself in the rice fields again.
…
Here, Song Tan also led a large group of Wuyangyang people to the other side of the rice field.
Everyone is wearing sun protection clothing, trousers, sneakers, caps, straw hats and sun protection hats. It can be said that they are armed to the nails.
Some of the female students even covered their faces, with only their eyes exposed, and their long sun-protective suits were pulled down to their ankles.
Song Tan could only sigh in admiration for this preparation.
It’s just that everyone looked at this small piece of rice field separated in the field, and they were a little dissatisfied at the moment:
“There are so many of us trying to cut this small area, but we can’t even use it!”
Song Tan laughed.
The rice field in front of us is about 130 to 40 square meters. If you really look at it, it is actually quite a lot, but compared with other rice fields, it is a bit shabby.
The squad leader laughed: "Song Tan, you look down on me too much!"
He patted his belly, which was bulging from breakfast. There was something thumping inside, like a ripe watermelon: "Although we don't do much farm work, we usually have two brushes in the gym!"
“That’s it! Come on, classmates, let me show you my muscles!”
“It’s such a small field, I’m afraid it won’t take long to finish mowing it.”
"Yes." The female classmate was not to be outdone: "Song Tan, I think the two people you invited can feel a lot more relaxed today. It's because we forgot, otherwise we should have told you not to invite so many people... That's all. All of us can do it for you all morning."
This is not true. There are 29 people, even if you exclude the children, there are twenty-four or five.
If it were all strong labor, the two acres of land in Songtan would really not be worth mentioning.
But at this moment…
Song Tan just smiled: "It's okay, don't worry, whoever cuts faster can cut more!"
"Are you all good at cutting rice? Go to the fields and try it first. Those holding the sickle should be careful, and be sure not to get hurt."
As he spoke, he taught the students the same moves he taught Qiaoqiao bit by bit.
After practicing two games with each other, everyone became more enthusiastic: "Okay! Now we officially start work!"
“Come on! Let’s make some gestures, old classmate!”
“Wait a minute while I take a video!”
Song Tan stood aside and watched, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart - how should I put it?
It’s troublesome to give up for five buckets of rice.
For example, she is standing here now, not to accept the results, but to prevent someone from cutting herself. After all, they are the God of Wealth, so it would not be nice to see blood when they come back for the first time.
The aura on hand is always ready, and a pair of eyes is staring at the entire rice field.
And the students lived up to expectations, grabbing the rice grains majestically, and then adjusted the angle like this -
Okay, a bunch of rice falls to the ground.
Then the second one, the third one...
etc!
Some students couldn't help but shout: "What an old man!"
Why do you have to half-bend when cutting rice?
It’s not like they all stooped down. They cut slowly. After cutting a handful, they had to stand up straight and stretch.
Those who are really immersed in harvesting rice cannot even lift their waist for a long time!
But it was enough for this group of old classmates who were in poor health at a young age to start to feel that something was wrong.
Looking at Song Tan again, she was still smiling: "It's okay, it's just a small place, so we're not in a hurry."
That's what he said.
Everyone is a little embarrassed - there are so many people, it doesn't take much effort for one person to cut a row, let alone just getting into the mood!
Everyone is in high spirits!
So next, the talking didn’t stop, and the wheezing and wheezing sounds of the rice harvesters got louder and louder.
The sun above our heads unknowingly became blazing, and the temperature began to scorch in the rice fields. Under the skin wrapped in sun-protective clothing, sweat poured out layer by layer, making it sticky and damp.
The blades and ears of straw are scraped against the face and body from time to time. Even if there are clothes between them, the feeling is still not very good.
In addition, as soon as the sun rises, the slight moisture in the rice fields begins to evaporate, and the whole person seems to be in a sauna...
The action of cutting rice requires them to bend down and find the right angle...
Not long after, someone was sitting on the ridge of the field holding his waist and unable to get up: "I can't stand it anymore. My waist is strained and I really can't do it."
"It's okay." Song Tan was not in a hurry: "We are here to have fun. If you can't do it, just take a rest. There is no need to worry."
The male students wanted to hold on for a while, but the big brother who was working hard in the gym took a deep breath and felt that something was wrong with his waist.
Let’s just say, why is the movement of cutting rice so twisted? It puts too much pressure on the lumbar spine!
Look at the squad leader at the front again - oh! He's quite energetic! At this moment, I am holding the sickle and steadily and steadily advancing forward!
You guys can’t be too bad, right?
Having no choice but to move forward in silence.
As everyone knows, the squad leader, who is the most steady in his movements, is also complaining in his heart at this moment - cutting rice seems to be quite simple. Isn't it just standing in the field, bending down, grabbing the rice, and then cutting hard -
But if you repeat this action several times, you won’t feel it at all. After ten or twenty times, your body will feel it.
30 more times - Good guys, they are industrious and indifferent to grains. It’s not that they didn’t suffer when they worked, but it’s completely different from this kind of labor!
Looking at these two points now, it feels like a vast sea, with no end in sight.
Song Tan, an old classmate, really overestimates them!
What two points are left? Save one point for fun.
I haven’t watched a movie in more than half a year, so I’m so excited...
If you come back tomorrow night, it will be updated as normal!
Good night, my readers. Good night, first month of 2023.
(End of this chapter)