Chapter 7 Is it tiring to carry manure?
It turns out that there is no such thing as tricks when it comes to peeling corn.

You can only rely on brute force.

At first Luo Ya could still break off two corn cobs, but later on she could only struggle.

Wang Ling was stunned. If you say she was being cunning, she really tried her best. But if you say she was working, she really didn't do any work at all.

"Okay, stop arguing here. You pull the corn off the stalk and peel off the skin, and I'll dig out the roots." Wang Ling sighed and took the corn from Luo Ya.

It's not that Wang Ling is a pushover, but that they were assigned to a group with several people, and if they didn't finish the work, they would not get any work points. If Luo Ya didn't work, Wang Ling could still lose face and complain to the team leader, but Luo Ya just worked hard, which made Wang Ling feel a little stuck.

This way, although it takes some effort, at least it saves my hands. It is very tiring to peel corn leaves with my fingers, and my fingertips will be sore at the end of the day.

"Thank you, Wang Ling. I'll talk to the captain and give you half of today's work points." Luo Ya is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to be grateful.

Wang Ling did not refuse, thinking that she could get closer to Luo Yaduo in the future.

Wang Ling didn't want to take advantage of Luo Ya, but mainly because Luo Ya was more tactful and at least she didn't take advantage of her.

While the three of them were cooperating well, half an hour later Han Shengyang and Sun Yaowu came back from cutting corn stalks.

Wang Ling is in good condition and has been working for more than three years.

Li Dongcao and Luo Yana were simply like poor little creatures in suffering, with sweat dripping from their foreheads, their hair tangled on their cheeks, and their little faces flushed with bloodshot.

"You guys just peel off the skin, and Brother Sheng Yang and I will break the sticks and dig out the roots." Sun Yaowei made a suggestion after seeing that the three of them were cooperating well.

Han Shengyang naturally would not refuse. Sometimes working together to find the right method is much more convenient than working blindly.

Although there were three new people, they did not work any slower than the five old educated youth.

The five people here are harmonious and fast, but Yang Lan's group is not like that.

In just an hour, a quarrel broke out over there.

Luo Ya had not originally planned to go, because in the apocalypse, the first to die are always those who just join in the fun.

Another thing is that your work hasn't been done well yet, so although a group of people won't be splashed with blood, they will at least be covered in sweat and stink.

But there is someone around me who is very motivated.

Li Dongcao, who just looked like he was about to collapse, quickly dropped the corn in his hand as soon as the quarrel broke out. Then he grabbed Luo Ya and rushed over there.

In order to prevent Li Dongcao from being dragged down, Luo Ya cooperated reflexively, and the two of them rushed to the best viewing area in unison. Even the aunties in the village who usually liked to join in the fun couldn't grab the spot for them.

The three people who were working hard at the back: "..."

"Aren't they both very tired?" Han Shengyang looked at Wang Ling in surprise. He was worried that the two would get heatstroke, especially Luo Ya, who was fair and tender. Seeing her thin arms struggling with the big corn, he wanted to soften his heart and let them go drink some water and take a rest.

Wang Ling rolled her eyes and went over to join in the fun.

I thought to myself: If you ask me, who should I ask?

Han Shengyang and Sun Yaowu looked at each other, and Sun Yaowu covered the back of his head and grinned foolishly.

Han Shengyang “…” He lowered his head and worked silently.

"It's been a long time since we saw educated youth fighting." A plump middle-aged woman with droopy eyelids said to the old sister beside her with excitement.

"Of course not." The other one's eyes were also burning with gossip. Luo Ya and Li Dongcao occupied the best viewing area.

Yang Lan and others had the same division of labor. Zhao Qiang and Wang Liming cut corn stalks together, and Zhao Qiang worked relatively efficiently.

Wang Liming was obviously not as capable as Sun Yaowu, but he did not show it. After Zhao Qiang finished harvesting the corn stalks, he also helped Wang Liming cut the corn stalks.

But what happened next was more subtle. After the two of them finished cutting the corn stalks, they came over to peel the corn. At first, Yang Lan, Zhao Xiaomei, and Lin Ping peeled the corn together.

Zhao Xiaomei works slowly and has little strength. Yang Lan has gotten used to it and does her own thing. Lin Ping only peels one, or to be more precise, she hasn't finished peeling one, and when she gets to the step of pulling out the roots, tears start to fall.

Yang Lan and Zhao Xiaomei looked at each other and continued with their work as if they hadn't seen anything.

Lin Ping wiped her tears and continued to struggle with her corn cob.

When Zhao Qiang and Wang Liming came over, the corn cob had not been broken off yet.

Yang Lan and Zhao Xiaomei had already arrived at the next group. Wang Liming immediately got angry and started scolding Lin Ping.

Lin Ping cried so hard that she almost died.

When Li Dongcao pulled Luo Ya over, they just happened to catch Wang Liming spraying vigorously.

"Lin Ping, who are you showing this to? If you can do this job, then do it. If you can't, get out." Wang Liming was already sweating profusely, and now he was even more furious when he saw Lin Ping's frosty appearance.

Especially when he saw the corn cob that Lin Ping was holding like a baby, he really wanted to snatch it away and shove it into Lin Ping's head.

Lin Ping didn't say anything, she just cried. Her cheeks were already red from the sun, and now she looked like she would faint at any time.

"Hey, young man, why are you like this? Don't you see that the little girl is crying so loudly?" An aunt who was just trying to watch the fun said something.

"If you think she's good, let her join your team. I have no objection." Wang Liming squinted his triangular eyes at the aunt who was speaking.

Auntie: "..."

"What are you making a fuss about? What are you making a fuss about? You just have nothing to do all day long. Go back to work. If you continue to stay here, two work points will be deducted from each of you." Yang Shengli was already very annoyed when he received a call from his superiors about another educated youth being assigned to Xiaoyushugou.

Now seeing this noisy scene again, his anger reached its peak.

When everyone saw that the captain was angry, they dared not watch the fun anymore and quickly dispersed.

As soon as Yang Shengli spoke, Luo Ya pulled Li Dongcao and Wang Ling back.

At this moment, everyone was stretching their necks to watch the fun, but the three of them were seriously peeling corn husks.

"Hey, why don't you all believe it?" Li Dongcao had long forgotten the tiredness from working just now and asked Wang Ling enthusiastically.

"You came late. We are the first 20 to 30 educated youth. We have seen all kinds of monsters and demons. This is just a small scene. If you don't believe me, ask Brother Yang. He is one of the first batch." Wang Ling looked like someone who had seen big scenes.

"Work hard, or you'll go hungry if your work points are deducted." Han Shengyang didn't have a hobby of gossiping, especially about the bad memories he had personally experienced.

Yang Shengli came over and criticized the two of them, then arranged for Lin Ping to load corn, and threatened that whoever made trouble again would be punished to carry manure.

They both behaved themselves.

"Is it tiring to carry manure?" Luo Ya had been paying attention to that place. When she heard the word "carrying manure", she asked Wang Ling in surprise.

(End of this chapter)

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