Quick Transmigration Plane Cultivation Notes

Chapter 80 Borrowing a space to farm (13)

Because the Daping Slope is not the lowest place, the road leading to the back mountain is divided into two forks, one is to go down to the foot of the back mountain, and the other is to go up to the inside of the back mountain.

At the intersection, you can see a large area of ​​farmland.

The village is located on a high flat slope, and almost all the farmland is within sight.

The farmland is also not on the same slope, but each flat slope has a large area, which is not considered a terraced field.

More than half of the fields are corn, and the other half are soybeans and sweet potatoes.It is the time when the earing of corn and soybeans are blooming and setting pods. The main work in the fields these days is to fertilize corn and soybeans, weed and remove insects.

This year, the weather is good and the corn is growing well. The varieties planted here are high-stalked varieties, and people can't see people in the cornfield from the outside.

The west side of the village is close to the mountain, and the south side of the road is the edge of the field.

Xi Hua stood at the intersection for a while and looked at the cornfield in front of him.

The original owner did not come to the field often. Before the accident, because he was staying in the junior high school in the town, he was not very old, and he did not do much work in the field. After the accident, he could not do the work in the field due to physical reasons, so the memory of farming General and trivial.

Now that she has made up her mind to start farming, Yuhua observed carefully for a while.

She stands tall and sees far away, and similarly, people in the distance can also see her.

Jiang Jing, who was weeding in the bean field, waved the hoe reluctantly.She doesn't want to do it, but if she doesn't, the village will say that she is "not a serious worker".

She was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time, shouldn't she be doing less work in the fields.It's not that I haven't been to the ground, as for it.

She was upset and she wouldn't say it.

It took her three years to change the perception of her in the village and earned a good reputation, so she couldn't let her efforts go to waste.

"Comrade Jiang Jing, you are tired, go and rest for a while, and I will help you hoe the rest."

The one who spoke was Yuan Hongwei who was divided into a few rows next to Jiang Jing.

Yuan Hongwei is not tall and has an ordinary appearance. Like everyone else here, he is tanned.

Jiang Jing had seen Yuan Hongwei who was leaning towards her earlier, and she was very happy when she saw that he wanted to help, but she said, "How can I do that. I can do my own things by myself, how can I ask Comrade Yuan to help me."

Yuan Hongwei looked at Jiang Jing's ruddy and delicate face, and his mind became hotter. "Comrades need to help each other. I think Comrade Jiang Jing can't finish work alone, so I should help."

Jiang Jing pretended to hesitate, but accepted helplessly, "Okay then. Thank you, Comrade Yuan, I just went to drink some water."

"You're welcome. Comrade Jiang Jing went under the tree to drink water and rest for a while. I can finish this spot in a while." After Yuan Hongwei finished speaking, he raised his hoe and started to work.

Jiang Jing lowered her head and walked under the tree on the ground, but no one saw the disdain on her lowered face.

What Yuan Hongwei meant, she understood at a glance, that she fell in love with her and wanted to pursue her.Although Yuan Hongwei was an educated youth from the city, he heard that his family was not well-off at all. He only supported his family of six with his father's salary as a worker.

Yuan Hongwei has been in Weijiagou for seven or eight years. In the past, someone in the village wanted to marry him, but he didn't agree. He just wanted to go back to the city.

Now there is no hope of going back to the city. She is 26 and wants to settle down in Weijiagou, and then she puts the idea on her head.

Family conditions aside, he really dared to think about his unremarkable looks.

Jiang Jing walked under the tree, picked up the green tin kettle hanging on the branch, unscrewed the lid, took a few sips slowly, and looked around.

Seeing Xie Huai, another educated youth who was working in the field farther away, compared with Yuan Hongwei's appearance, he was the best looking, Xie Huai was the best-looking among the educated youths, even Dong Anguo could not compare.

Jiang Jing snorted in her heart, didn't she look down on her from the countryside just because she came from a big city?

As if sensing something, Xie Huai glanced at Jiang Jing, saw Jiang Jing, and looked away.

Jiang Jing felt a little proud.Didn't you always avoid her before, why don't you hide now.It's because she looks better, men are like this, they judge people by their appearance.

Stop avoiding her?She is still avoiding him.

Jiang Jing's face turned to the other side.

Turning around, I saw Yuhua standing leisurely at the west end of the village.

Wei Xingxi!
Jiang Jing's mood suddenly became bad.

She gritted her back molars.This sick seedling can still come out and shake, why doesn't he stay sick until he dies!
The good reputation she had acquired with great difficulty was ruined a lot by Wei Xingxi that day.

She remembered this hatred.

Two days ago, she didn't dare to go out, and when she went out, she was asked what was going on with Dong Anguo when she met someone. She swore to people several times to make people believe that she and Dong Anguo were really okay.

Thinking that Dong Anguo and Wei Xingxi would never get married again, she felt a little happy again.In the end, Wei Xingxi lost Dong Anguo's good relationship, right!
Yu Hua also saw Jiang Jing in the distance.

Jiang Jing is too easy to recognize.

The other women who worked all wrapped themselves up tightly, wearing long clothes and trousers, and covering their heads with headscarves as much as possible, and it was best to only show their eyes.

Jiang Jing was not. Although she was wearing long clothes and trousers, her head and face were completely exposed, and her fair skin was very pink and delicate after being exposed to the sun.

Although it's not close, it can still be done with a little mental power for a short while.

Moving with her thoughts, her spiritual power penetrated into Jiang Jing's inner body.

Interesting, Jiang Jing's soul is not original.

Yu Hua didn't check much, her mental power was absorbed at the touch of a button, and she confirmed that the source of the spiritual energy was Jiang Jing, and accidentally discovered that there was something wrong with Jiang Jing's soul.

What is the specific problem? It won't be too late to check after her health recovers.

She smiled at Jiang Jing consciously, turned around and turned to the road to the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the near and the far away, Yuhua walked for nearly 10 minutes before arriving at the place where the villagers often cut pigweed.

The barren grassland at the foot of the mountain is very large, with many rocks and unevenness. If it cannot be cultivated into fields, it becomes a slope of weeds.

The laughter of children can be heard from afar.

Several boys and girls aged seven or eight to eleven or twelve years old, some were playing around, some were squatting and mowing the grass, and some children were looking for something, picking up and down in the dense grass.

The place is big enough for six or seven children to sprinkle in it, as if a few beans had been sprinkled in it.

Xi Hua searched and found Wei Xingyu whose head was covered by deep grass.

Wei Xingyu belongs to squatting and mowing grass, and the back basket next to her is already filled with more than half of the grass.

"Xingyu."

Wei Xingyu looked up and saw Yu Hua, she stood up in surprise, "Sister, why are you here?"

Yu Hua said, "I'll take you home."

Wei Xingyu looked at the half-full pannier in embarrassment, "I haven't cut it all yet..."

The work points for cutting pigweed are calculated according to the amount of pigweed delivered, and the more you cut, the more you count.

(End of this chapter)