Has the grandpa collapsed today?

The sun is really strong, and it's okay in a cool place. When you're under the sun, you can feel your body getting hot after a while, and sweat will fall off your skin.

Who wants to work in the fields in this weather.

Not to mention those like Han Rui who have hardly ever done farm work, even old farmers are unwilling to farm in this kind of weather.

Everyone saw that there were still some ingredients in the kitchen, and they could last for a day or two, so they gave up the idea of ​​harvesting wheat.

You can't work, and you can't sit still.

Han Rui proposed to clean the cow pen, check if there were any eggs in the chicken coop, and get some vegetables.

Gu Qingluo volunteered to pick the vegetables. She carried the basket to the vegetable garden, saw the particularly fresh cucumbers, and picked two. Seeing the tomatoes, she also picked a few. Green vegetables.

After picking the vegetables and returning home, Gu Qingluo ate a tomato first, and then took a cucumber to find Wei Shengrong.

"Ms. Wei, how about we have noodles for lunch today?" She asked Wei Shengrong who was looking for eggs in the chicken coop while gnawing on cucumbers.

Wei Shengrong picked up three eggs and brought them out: "Okay."

"Is there any garlic?" Gu Qingluo asked, "I picked cucumbers, made some cold noodles, put shredded cucumbers on it, then put garlic paste and vinegar, and poured chili oil on it, the taste is indescribably delicious."

Wei Shengrong laughed: "There are eggs, and I'll make you some tomato and egg soup by the way."

At noon, Wei Shengrong really rolled out the noodles.

Not to mention, the noodles are so chewy, Gu Qingluo ate three big bowls with garlic.

The bowls used in the hut are very large, and one bowl is more than the usual two bowls.

She went down with such three bowls, which really scared everyone.

Ding Yanlun looked at Gu Qingluo in surprise: "Teacher Gu is not holding on?"

Tong Mai asked: "Have you been eating so much? Are you not losing weight?"

Tong Mai has a fat-prone physique, and he is very particular about eating. He can't eat this, and that can't be touched. He also likes to eat, which is really uncomfortable.

Seeing Gu Qingluo eat so much now, he is really envious.

"It's okay." Gu Qingluo smiled: "I haven't lost weight, anyway, it's always been like this, no matter how much I eat, I won't gain weight."

I don't know how many people in the program group are jealous and want to beat someone after hearing what Versailles said.

After lunch, the five of them went back to their rooms and took a nap.

Generally speaking, during the daytime, everyone lived quite comfortably. They didn’t do much work, they ate good food, and they could take a nap. They are usually so busy, but now they are so relaxed and comfortable that they want to live here permanently. .

In the evening, you can't be so idle.

While it was still dark, one by one took the sickle to cut the wheat.

The program team asked people from the village to come and teach.

Everyone first learned to use a sickle, and then watched how the people in the village cut it.

Gu Qingluo looked at it for a while, and said as she mowed, "Director, you guys are really stupid. What year is it now? How can anyone cut wheat by hand? I asked my fellow villagers, everyone uses harvesters. You let us experience life, then find us a harvester, I think you are clearly embarrassing others, you are going backwards in history, you are..."

The director's head hurts from Gu Qingluo's thoughts.

Tong Mai followed Gu Qingluo to watch her cut, nodding from time to time: "Teacher Gu is right, we use harvesters now, and you still let us work with sickles. What you know is to experience life, and what you don't know is to experience life." I thought I had crossed over."

The director plugged his ears with earplugs, anyway, I wouldn't listen to what you said, just chant sutras.

Everyone mowed for more than an hour, and waited until it was dark before calling it a day and going back.

After work, everyone was tired and hungry, and when they returned home, Wei Shengrong had to cook for him.

He was also tired, so he didn't want to cook complicated meals, so he made simple ones.

Cook a pot of rice, mix a cucumber, fry a tomato, cut some braised vegetables, and fry two green vegetables, that's all.

In the evening, Gu Qingluo ate three more bowls of rice, and she ate half of the whole pot of rice, which was almost enough for others.

After eating and washing up, I sat in the living room and played games for a while. It was almost eleven o'clock before I went back to sleep.

After everyone else fell asleep, Gu Qingluo quietly came out of the small courtyard.

She found a place where no one was around and made a decision.

Soon, the little demon caught last night jumped out.

"My lord, why are you looking for me?"

Gu Qingluo looked him up and down: "Aren't you hungry?"

The little demon shook his head: "No, I went to the vegetable field to pick vegetables and eat them."

Gu Qingluo smiled, and took out another braised chicken leg to Xiao Yao: "What's your name?"

The little demon gnawed on the egg, and the bones creaked: "I am a squirrel, I have no father or mother, and no one gave me a name, so I chose one myself. My surname is Song, and my name is Uncle."

Uh?
Gu Qingluo was speechless after hearing this name.

Uncle Song, what is this name?
This is obviously taking advantage of others.

But the little demon is a squirrel, Uncle Song, a squirrel, he is really lazy.

Waiting for the little demon to finish eating the chicken legs, Gu Qingluo pointed to the several acres of land behind the small courtyard: "Since you are full, let's work. You cut half of the wheat tonight, and you must finish it before dawn. Today, let's start!" Do half of it and continue tomorrow."

Uncle Song stared at such a large wheat field, looked at the wheat field and then at Gu Qingluo: "My lord, you, are you kidding me?"

Gu Qingluo put on a serious face: "Do I seem to be joking? Why, don't you want to do it?"

How could Uncle Song dare to say no?

"I'll do it, I'll do it right away."

He didn't know where to get a sickle, and he ran into the wheat field.

Gu Qingluo yawned and turned back into the room to sleep.

She slept soundly this time.

When it was dawn, Gu Qingluo heard a scream.

She sat up abruptly and rubbed her hair: "What's wrong?"

"Wheat, wheat..."

This is Tong Mai's voice.

Gu Qingluo put on her shoes and went downstairs.

"What happened to the wheat?"

At this time, Han Rui also woke up.

Tong Mai was wearing sportswear, long-sleeved trousers, a hat on his head, and a sickle in his hand, with an obvious working posture: "The wheat in the field is half gone."

"what?"

This time Han Rui was also frightened, he ran out with a whoosh.

Ding Yanlun also ran out.

Everyone stood on the ground, looking around, it really is.

In fact, they didn’t cut much last night, that is, they cut some on the ground, such a large wheat field, but only a small piece was missing.

But today they stood on the ground and saw that the wheat was reduced by half.

"what happened?"

Ding Yanlun muttered to himself: "Could it be that the director's conscience found out and cut it for us?"

Han Rui slapped Ding Yanlun on the head: "It's not burned, why are you talking nonsense, does the director have a conscience?"

Director: No personal attacks.