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    Farming is indeed hard work. Although there is not much farm work during the winter slack, it is not easy to take it easy. It depends on the moisture content, seedling condition, temperature, watering for the winter, and timely fertilization and top dressing.  According to the second uncle Cao Qingxian, people fool the fields for a while, and the land fools people for a year. It is not easy to serve the fields.

    Cao Fugui followed his second uncle to deal with the stinky wheat seedlings all morning, tired and dirty, half dead from the smoke, and was surrounded by a group of old women laughing and watching.  Dai Xingfa, the clerk, came over specially and looked at the ground he had handled. He lifted up a few hoeed wheat with distress, and drew a mark on the notebook with his nose, saying that it was just a piece of wheat.  It is only for the face of the old Cao's family that they can be credited with half-labor work points, and it is not considered an account of damaging the wheat seedlings.

    Cao Fugui shivered with sore and painful legs playing the pipa, and was so angry that his seven orifices were smoked. This is not saying that there is no work and no work. What does it mean to give him a big guy to record the half-work that a little girl earns?  This "iron snail" stomped his rich brother's face on the ground!

    It's noon for dinner, and now the big dining hall is closed, and each family prepares their own rations. Most of them have rice porridge in bottles and cans, soup and water, and some pickles and mustard for dinner.  The chairman has said that you can eat dry food when you are free, so which one has surplus food to eat dry food in winter!  I really can¡¯t get rid of the pot. I¡¯ll save the lunch at noon. I¡¯ll fill myself up with water in the morning, work weakly for a day, and eat thicker rice soup and thin porridge when I¡¯m off work.  In winter and spring when there is no harvest, the wheat in one place is the hope for the beginning of the new year.

    The rice that Lao Cao¡¯s family brings today is different. The cabbage and radish are chopped, and some old rice is added to cook the rice with vegetables. Compared with other people¡¯s black and yellow sweet potato porridge soup, it looks much more beautiful.

    "Oh, willow branch, haven't you eaten all your radishes yet?" Li Yingxiu came over, stretched her head to look at the clay pots that the old Cao's family was eating around, and said enviously.

    Although each family has its own land, how big can the corners in front of and behind the house be?  He didn't have the strength and effort to go up the mountain to open up wasteland, and the few crops of vegetables and melons he planted were eaten long ago, and he only had a little pickled vegetables for dinner in winter.

    "Grandma Allah knows how to live. A few radishes and cabbages are treated like grandchildren. They are well preserved, and there is still a little left, not much." Wang Liuzhi said weakly.  This is the truth, she and her mother-in-law marinated most of the leftover dishes, and she stayed up all night, causing her to have dark circles under her eyes like rotten gray eggs, and her mother-in-law is still too tired to get out of bed  .

    "Let me tell you, your rich young master is so overwhelmed with what is going on, he actually went to the ground?" Li Yingxiu winked and pouted and pointed to Cao Fugui who stood aside, tender and weak, like a wilted cabbage.

    Wang Liuzhi gave her a big roll of eyes, and said: "Young master and not so good, Ala is a poor peasant of the eighth generation of Zhengmiao Hongzu, don't talk nonsense! The rich and noble people in Ala's house grow up, they will naturally be sensible and understand  Helping his uncle support the family, what's so strange?!"

    She insisted on speaking nicely, turned her head and glanced, the words hadn't landed on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the "grown up and sensible" rich nephew had already fled far away, the hoe was thrown on the ground, and even the vegetables  Didn't even eat a bite of rice.

    Dai Xingfa stretched out his hand to push the glasses legs wrapped in tape, and angrily crossed the boss under the newly added name "Cao Fugui" in the scorebook, which is half a labor point?  Not a cent!  Cao Qingxian smiled flatteringly beside him, without saying a word.

    Wang Liuzhi's face was blue and red, and he snorted and ate all the vegetables and rice in the bowl. He didn't bother to pay attention to the uncle and nephew, turned around and went down to the ground with a hoe in desperation.  Li Yingxiu laughed so hard that she squatted down, like an old hen that was lying in its nest.

    Sneaking is Cao Fugui's forte, not to mention running under the eyes of Dai Xingfa's hundreds of degrees of "bad eyes", even if the third uncle Cao Secretary holds a meeting to talk about policies, he can still run without anyone noticing.  trace.

    It's not that he wants to be lazy and play tricks, but through the hard work this morning, he has thoroughly realized a truth in the world-he, Cao Fugui, is not the material to go to the fields to do hard work!  Didn't the ancestors say that only descendants with strong "spiritual power" can open the alchemy?  It is the right way for him to use his own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, and to work hard in the fields like Second Uncle Han, how can he still be his smart and decent rich brother?

    My second uncle can only work like a bull in the field. Although he knows what season to do in farming, and he does things in an orderly and neat way, when asked the reason, he would stare and grin, and he couldn't explain it at all.

    The alchemy space on his body is not connected to the solar terms in the world, and he also has aura to accelerate, how can he work in strict accordance with the solar terms?  Instead of hoeing and fertilizing with uncle muffled, it is better to have more "?" in the refinery and listen carefully to the old ancestor'sp; Cao Fugui looked around carefully, and found that no one was around, so he felt relieved, walked into the forest quietly, and leaned against an old camphor tree, surrounded by dense shrubs and dwarf trees.  He leaned towards the village, closed his eyes, and "stared" at the edge of the medicine field in the "Lianlu" with all his attention. Rhubarb was circling in panic with his tail between his legs, and he said silently: "Come out for me!"

    His eyes opened suddenly, and he was facing Rhubarb's bewildered dog eyes.

    Rhubarb stared blankly at the mountain under his feet. The familiar villain in front of him, the dog's tail hair was on end, jumped up with an "oooooo", and fled without looking back.

    Cao Fugui looked up to the sky proudly and laughed, ran a few steps, rushed forward and grabbed Rhubarb's tail, and wanted to try "receiving the dog" again, alas!  The head is too full, it seems that the current "spiritual power" can no longer be used.

    "Hahaha, good dog, why are you running? Come on, let's play hide and seek again"

    A small figure suddenly appeared at the mountain crossing by the forest, carrying a bundle of firewood taller than his body, staring at him in astonishment, with a strange expression on his small black and thin face, which seemed to be resentment and contempt  , and there are still some awkward things that can't be explained clearly.

    Cao Fugui was startled by the visitor, halfway through his laugh, he stopped abruptly, almost choking to death on his own saliva.  As soon as his hand was released, Da Huang took the opportunity to flick his tail vigorously, and fled down the mountain desperately. After a few breaths, the dog disappeared.

    Cao Fugui stared back at the little brat who ruined his good deeds, and cursed in a vicious voice: "Dug the oil bottle, what are you looking at?! I've never seen a dog play before!"

    He straightened up and swaggered down the mountain road. When he walked past the oil bottle, he shouted "Get out of the way" and deliberately bumped into it, causing the child to sideways to get out of the way.

    Strange to say, it has been a long time since the terrible nightmare came to this unlucky child after he fed the wound medicine last time, and Cao Fugui also happily put aside the matter of asking about the origin of the jade ring  In the end, it is the blessing of the ancestors!  Evil does not invade.

    Just as I was planning to go home and get a good night's sleep, regain my energy and make a comprehensive plan for the "foraging cause", a voice suddenly came from behind: "Cao Fugui, stop!"

    Then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then, like a fired shell, a small body suddenly pounced, slammed into him, and lay on his back desperately.

    Cao Fugui staggered and almost fell. Before he could shake off the oil bottle on his back, the unlucky child had already viciously grabbed his ear, and yelled indistinctly: "Give me back my wrench!"  ! Or I'll bite off your ear!" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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