Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

  Chapter 268 The yellow-haired Erha is wronged

  Zhang Xifeng still grows sweet potatoes this year, but compared with last year, he only planted two acres, and this year it has increased to four acres.

  Because the number of people in the family has increased, Yanxi and Agui are two big eaters, and they especially like to eat sweet potatoes grown at home.

  The ones left at home last year were almost not enough to eat at the end of the year, and I brought two bags from Chen Jianhe's house to barely survive the winter.

   Up to now, the sweet potatoes have run out.

  Thinking of Yanxi's boy who would sigh with a sullen face every morning when he didn't see sweet potatoes, complaining to her that he wanted to eat sweet potatoes, Zhang Xifeng couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

  The children love to eat the things they grow by themselves. Nothing makes her happier than this.

  There is a lot of land planted, so it is impossible to do it on your own, and you can't always point to the villagers for help.

  Everyone has to support their families, especially since each family has grown more land this year, Zhang Xifeng is even more embarrassed to ask for help.

  All the strong laborers in the family were called over.

  Except for Song Yueliang who couldn't come to work, Yanxi and Uncle Gui didn't run away. Even Fu Yanchi wore this straw hat and sat on the ridge with his trousers rolled up, holding a slender bamboo whip in his hand to supervise carefully.

   Yanxi was slow in digging, and received a whip.

  Yanxi took a whip for being slow in putting out the sweet potato seedlings.

  Yan Xitu was not buried properly and received a whip.

  There was an extra weed on the ridge, and Yanxi was whipped.

  The yellow-haired youth was furious.

  At this time, Zhang Xifeng had already gone home early to prepare lunch, and no one would give justice to the young man.

"Fu Yanchi, are you **** avenging yourself!" Yan Xi pointed at the young man who was sitting idly on the ridge of the field, with his nose crooked, "I'm working hard here, you'd be ashamed to teach me a lesson if you fish in troubled waters with soy sauce !"

  Fu Yanchi was extremely innocent, "You did it wrong. You see that the ridge you planted is crooked and uneven. Even a seven-, seven-, or five-year-old child can do better than you."

Xiao Qiqi is also in the field. When she is working, her mouth is naturally tight, her head is lowered, and she looks serious and meticulous. The row of sweet potato seedlings she planted is like soldiers on the training ground, rehearsing neatly , even the direction and angle of the sweet potato seedlings are exactly the same.

  Yanxi, "..." I really want to kill Fu Yanchi.

  He wanted to say that it was his first time to go to the field, and it was only normal that he was not proficient.

  But he really didn't have the face to say it out. If he said it, he was comparing himself with a five-year-old kid.

  Made, I can't afford to lose that man.

  Besides, Uncle Gui is still there. Uncle Gui is older than him, and it is also his first time working in the fields. He hasn't complained yet.

  Yanxi continued to work hard with a dark face, unable to vomit out the bitterness that had been buried in her stomach.

   Fuck it.

  Why is it so tiring to work in the fields? !

  The people around watched this scene, holding back their laughter and enduring it harder than farming.

  The sun is bright today, and those who work in the fields wear straw hats to shade them.

  Only Yan Xi didn't wear it, and was unwilling to be suppressed by the straw hat. The young man's black and yellow hair was particularly conspicuous in the sun, and the expression on his face when he was grooming was even more obvious.

  After half a day of field work, he almost fell to the ground.

   When it was time to go home for lunch, Yan Xi could hardly straighten her waist, and could hear stiff bones cracking an inch.

  The little boy had already put away the farm tools, squatted in front of him, looked at his distressed appearance, covered his mouth and snickered.

  Yan Xi squinted, "Baby, don't pretend that you didn't see it, you laughed!"

  Qi Qi tilted her head, "Are you tired, Uncle?"

  Yanxi gritted her teeth, "...not tired!"

   "Then let's hurry up in the afternoon, so that we can finish planting the land at home in two days!"

   "..."

   But there is no need to be so anxious.

   "Qiqi, I'm home, mother-in-law and great-grandfather have prepared meals!" The man on the ridge of the field was dressed neatly, fanned the coolness with a straw hat in one hand, smiled, and looked like the breeze and the moon, "Dad came here on a bicycle, and I will drive you back."

  Yan Xiteng rushed to the field ridge, "I want to sit in the back seat!"

   Don't try to make him walk home, he's got black eyes now.

   "You are too heavy, my brother is too weak to carry it."

   "I'll give you a ride!"

  Finally, the yellow-haired young man, who refused to walk, took a large and a small child home, and when he arrived at the house, he lay down on the ground without even the strength to move his fingers.

  Fu Yanchi must weigh at least one hundred and fifty catties!

**** it!

  He is a big wronged species!

  It seems that the kitchen has already eaten, talking and laughing, and lively voices come from bursts.

  Yanxi was lying on the floor of the house, looking at the dark beam above, her nose was sore, and she felt a sudden burst of grievance.

  He worked in the field all morning, his palms were blistered with blood, his waist was sore and painful, and he had received more than a dozen whips on his legs. Although the beatings didn't hurt, they were insulting.

  How wronged he was, but when he came back, no one even asked him to eat.

   It seems to be forgotten.

   While complaining about himself, the tip of his nose suddenly smelled a strong smell of food, getting closer, accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps.

  Yanxi's eyes lit up, and she sniffed, but her grievance grew stronger.

  The yellow-haired young man closed his eyes and deliberately turned his head aside, ignoring the people who came in.

  Felt a shadow fall over the head.

  The aroma of food rushed into his nose.

"Why did you fall asleep on the ground? This child..." The old woman's voice rang softly in her ears, as if she was afraid of disturbing him, her voice was specially lowered, "It seems that I am really exhausted, this is the first time to go to the ground. "

   "Mother-in-law, why don't you warm the food in the pot first, and ask uncle to eat after he wakes up? Qi Qi can help watch the fire." Another voice of a child came up, discussing with the mother-in-law in a low voice.

"Okay, warm it in the pot first, and let your uncle rest for a while." After a pause, the old woman seemed to be in trouble, "But you can't sleep on the floor. Although it is not as cold as in winter, it is still better to sleep directly on the floor." It's easy to catch cold."

   "Shall I get uncle a bed blanket to cover?"

   "That's useless, I'll recite it in the cold."

  Outside the door of the hall, the man approached with a clear voice, "Mother-in-law, Qiqi, you go to eat first, I will ask him to get up and help him to sleep on the bed."

   "Won't it disturb him if you wake him up?"

   "No, this brat is tired today, so tell him to get up and go to another place and fall back asleep."

   After hearing what he said, the old woman and the little baby left the embezzlement and went back to eat first.

   After all, the two of them have been busy all morning, and they are both hungry.

  Yanxi kept her eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. At this moment, her eyelids trembled, and she began to have a bad feeling.

  Fu Yanchi, that bastard, absolutely can't think of him better.

   That's a real bastard, bullying him for fun since he was a child!

"Tsk, did you really fall asleep? Mother-in-law said that you and your uncle had worked hard in the field today, and specially made your two favorite dishes. The old man even left you a drumstick of chicken with soy sauce." A slightly cool finger touched the Yan Xi poked her face, and said in a regretful tone, "It's really fancy but not useful."

  Yanxi, "…"

  Can this **** be tolerated?

  (end of this chapter)