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Chapter 19 Farming is Too Difficult
Chapter 19 Farming is Too Difficult
This can't be blamed on Wen Xiange's hypocrisy. She has never seen such farm tools since she was a child, and she has never held farm tools. Because the original owner is very repulsed by farm work, the specific things about doing farm work in the memory of the original owner are very vague. She is not used to it for a while. Can't blame her.
But after hearing this, she didn't refute it, after all, in the eyes of anyone here, her behavior was indeed a bit hypocritical.
Somewhat stiffly, she carried the rake to the field allotted to her. She didn't know how to do it, so she planned to stand in the field that Liu Yaping was in charge of and watch her do it, so she learned how to do it.
Liu Yaping saw that Xiange looked at himself with some doubts and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, I see that you comb very quickly. I want to see how you do it. I will learn when the time comes." Wen Xiange explained with a smile. She couldn't say that she couldn't. The original owner was still doing this before he fell ill. Well, it's just that her memory is too vague to be of much reference value.
"Hey, what's the point? I'm the same as everyone else. This farm work is just practice makes perfect. If you do more, it will be faster and better." , but began to comb the dirt.
Wen Xiange looked aside for a while and probably knew the specific steps, and hurried back to the field he was in charge of to start combing the soil.
However, seeing how easy and good others are doing it, she thought it shouldn't be difficult, but when she started doing it herself, she realized that this farm work was really not easy at all, no wonder the original owner was so repulsive.
In order not to dig her own feet, Wen Xiange combed very slowly, but no matter how slow she was, the rake still had to be swung. The iron rake and the handle together were heavy, and her arms became sore after swinging for a while. The palm of the handle was also red, and her back was so sore that she couldn't straighten up, but seeing everyone around her bending over to swing a rake, and squatting down to pick up grass roots, it was not easy for her to gain the favorability of others. After a while, I rested, and could only close my eyes and continue to hold on.
When it was time to leave work, Wen Xiange's tears were about to come down, and she didn't know how the original owner worked before. She didn't have many calluses on her hands, so that she scratched her palms several times after wielding the rake all afternoon. There is a blister, and the waist seems to be broken, and it is almost impossible to straighten up.
But seeing that the fruits of her labor in the afternoon were not more than half of Zhao Yanhong's, let alone compared with Liu Yaping, who was more than three times more than her, and those old commune members were more than four times her, which made her blush and frustrated.
"Wen Zhiqing, let me help you." When she was worrying that the land in front of her was still halfway, a black and strong boy ran over and grinned at her.
"Ah, no, no need, I can do it myself." Wen Xiange swallowed, but still reluctantly refused, she can no longer follow the original owner's old path, and she must endure no matter how hard it is, isn't it said that practice makes perfect, do more It will definitely be faster and better.
"You don't have to be polite to me. You have been busy all afternoon, and I will finish it in a while. You can go and rest and wait for work." The boy waved his hand indifferently and went to snatch the rake from Wenxian Singer .
Wen Xiange wanted to snatch it back, but her hands were sore and she had no strength, and the rake was easily snatched away by the black guy.
And she watched the black guy combing all over the place in silence. She felt that it might not be suitable for her to do farm work if she wanted to increase her favorability. Although she knew that making perfect, who knew how long it would take, She didn't have that much time to spend, and the heroine didn't say she would let her go completely.
Besides, cough, she is also unwilling to do farm work in her heart, she can only send 1 likes to the farmer uncle in her heart to express her admiration, and she will never waste food casually in the future, woo...
(End of this chapter)
This can't be blamed on Wen Xiange's hypocrisy. She has never seen such farm tools since she was a child, and she has never held farm tools. Because the original owner is very repulsed by farm work, the specific things about doing farm work in the memory of the original owner are very vague. She is not used to it for a while. Can't blame her.
But after hearing this, she didn't refute it, after all, in the eyes of anyone here, her behavior was indeed a bit hypocritical.
Somewhat stiffly, she carried the rake to the field allotted to her. She didn't know how to do it, so she planned to stand in the field that Liu Yaping was in charge of and watch her do it, so she learned how to do it.
Liu Yaping saw that Xiange looked at himself with some doubts and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, I see that you comb very quickly. I want to see how you do it. I will learn when the time comes." Wen Xiange explained with a smile. She couldn't say that she couldn't. The original owner was still doing this before he fell ill. Well, it's just that her memory is too vague to be of much reference value.
"Hey, what's the point? I'm the same as everyone else. This farm work is just practice makes perfect. If you do more, it will be faster and better." , but began to comb the dirt.
Wen Xiange looked aside for a while and probably knew the specific steps, and hurried back to the field he was in charge of to start combing the soil.
However, seeing how easy and good others are doing it, she thought it shouldn't be difficult, but when she started doing it herself, she realized that this farm work was really not easy at all, no wonder the original owner was so repulsive.
In order not to dig her own feet, Wen Xiange combed very slowly, but no matter how slow she was, the rake still had to be swung. The iron rake and the handle together were heavy, and her arms became sore after swinging for a while. The palm of the handle was also red, and her back was so sore that she couldn't straighten up, but seeing everyone around her bending over to swing a rake, and squatting down to pick up grass roots, it was not easy for her to gain the favorability of others. After a while, I rested, and could only close my eyes and continue to hold on.
When it was time to leave work, Wen Xiange's tears were about to come down, and she didn't know how the original owner worked before. She didn't have many calluses on her hands, so that she scratched her palms several times after wielding the rake all afternoon. There is a blister, and the waist seems to be broken, and it is almost impossible to straighten up.
But seeing that the fruits of her labor in the afternoon were not more than half of Zhao Yanhong's, let alone compared with Liu Yaping, who was more than three times more than her, and those old commune members were more than four times her, which made her blush and frustrated.
"Wen Zhiqing, let me help you." When she was worrying that the land in front of her was still halfway, a black and strong boy ran over and grinned at her.
"Ah, no, no need, I can do it myself." Wen Xiange swallowed, but still reluctantly refused, she can no longer follow the original owner's old path, and she must endure no matter how hard it is, isn't it said that practice makes perfect, do more It will definitely be faster and better.
"You don't have to be polite to me. You have been busy all afternoon, and I will finish it in a while. You can go and rest and wait for work." The boy waved his hand indifferently and went to snatch the rake from Wenxian Singer .
Wen Xiange wanted to snatch it back, but her hands were sore and she had no strength, and the rake was easily snatched away by the black guy.
And she watched the black guy combing all over the place in silence. She felt that it might not be suitable for her to do farm work if she wanted to increase her favorability. Although she knew that making perfect, who knew how long it would take, She didn't have that much time to spend, and the heroine didn't say she would let her go completely.
Besides, cough, she is also unwilling to do farm work in her heart, she can only send 1 likes to the farmer uncle in her heart to express her admiration, and she will never waste food casually in the future, woo...
(End of this chapter)
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