"Yes, yes, it must be heatstroke!"

Uncle Zhang, who was working with Uncle Zhou, and several other strong laborers looked at each other.

Then they all nodded, "He just has heatstroke..."

"Ouch, my head... what kind of idiot is beating my sap from behind?"

At this moment, Uncle Zhou woke up leisurely.

I saw him covering his head with his hands, lying on his back on Peng Zhikun's knees, shouting in pain, "It hurts me so much. Is it your black-hearted carrot who is hitting me?"

What kind of nature do you dare to sneak attack on me, a poor peasant? Hey, what evil intentions are you harboring?"

"I'm going to knock you! The bastard can't get through the cracks in the rocks, so you have to pull it out...isn't this a piece of shit?"

Uncle Zhang pushed Luo Tiezhu away and blocked Luo Tiezhu with his own body, asking him to get out of the way quickly, "Uncle Zhou, are you too tired these past few nights? You can't stand on three legs?"

Li Siniang and Ou Qipo, who were in charge of cutting the rice, were originally cutting the rice in front and did not see what happened on the side of the mixing bucket.

In the production team, there are often many good people like them.

They obviously don't know the situation, but they always pretend to be knowledgeable.

I saw them dropping the sand sickles in their hands, and gathered around with water dripping from their hands. One by one, they mouthed sweet fragrance to Uncle Zhou: "Uncle Zhou, you are afraid that you are a ghost! Everyone has their own work to do, who can do it?"

Come and knock your sap! It’s wrong to slander people.”

Li Siniang comforted Uncle Zhou and said, "Why don't you get up? Let's go back to eat. In my opinion, you must have not eaten meat for a long time, and you push Ye Erniang down every day to fix it. The food in your family is not good, and the living

It’s so solid, how can I bear it?”

Ou Qipao burst out laughing, not knowing what she was laughing at.

Maybe it was because they saw Uncle Zhou being unlucky, but everyone felt inexplicably happy.

She laughed loudly and said, "I'm talking about Uncle Zhou! Why don't you get up quickly? If the stewed pork in the kitchen gets cold, your food will be eaten."

You work hard and your bones are weak. Come on, come on, don’t lie there and rely on others. Go to the kitchen and get a bowl of pork stewed vermicelli to replenish your body."

Uncle Ding also smiled and said: "Uncle Zhou, did you drink too much soju last night and are you still dizzy now?"

Uncle Zhou's eyes widened: "In order to feed that woman...ah! In order to have the strength to throw millet for the production team, I haven't drank in the past few days!"

"It's over!"

Everyone lamented in unison: "Uncle Zhou doesn't drink anymore. No wonder his head is not clear now!"

Uncle Zhou "......"

"It's true, I didn't drink, so why do I feel like something is wrong with me?"

Peng Zhikun asked him, "Did you feel your hands shaking so much even though you didn't drink?"

"Yeah, my hands are a little shaky when I'm not drinking."

Uncle Zhou frowned and reflected on himself, "It seems that if you don't drink, you still can't do it..."

Three people become tigers.

After being talked about by these people for a long time, Uncle Zhou, as the party and the victim, couldn't help but feel a little confused at this time...

hiss--

I touched the back of my head and felt pain coming up one after another.

If no one knocks me, then where did the green bump on the back of my head come from?!

But... if someone is really here to plot against you, let's sneak up on you.

Look at the people around you. They all said it with certainty and certainty: It was you who accidentally fell into the mixing bucket!

"Captain Peng, just now...did you see what happened to me?"

Uncle Zhou covered the back of his head and asked Peng Zhikun in confusion, "Did I really fall down on my own?"

In fact, Peng Zhikun didn't know the specific situation. Seeing that Uncle Zhou was always entangled in this matter, and seeing that it was getting late, how could he have the patience to talk to him?

then,

Peng Zhikun nodded affirmatively, "In my opinion, you were a little more aggressive at night and your legs are weak. Get up quickly, my knees are almost numb from your pillow."

Uncle Zhou knew that Peng Zhikun was a person who never lied.

So Uncle Zhou slowly got up from the mud and puddles, "You have to calculate the work-related injury for me. At least the cost of the glucose water must be reimbursed to me in the production team's books."

"I'll give you a shovel!"

Peng Zhikun retracted his knees, and with a pop, Uncle Zhou, who was resting on Peng Zhikun's legs, fell into the paddy field on his back, "You know very well that the production team is about to rush to harvest rice.

You two even pulled off a 'surprise wedding' trick, do you think I don't know what your stupid plans are?"

Uncle Zhou was lying in the water, his face turned red.

The marriage between him and Ye Erniang was actually a coincidence.

Because after the rice harvest, we will immediately start digging sweet potatoes and harvesting corn.

At that time, I and Ye Erniang were newlyweds after all, but they were both so exhausted from working every day that it was difficult to even climb up the bed.

How can you still have the energy to bother yourself at night?

After working on the farm every day until the two of them were exhausted and paralyzed, wouldn't this marriage be in vain?

Moreover, after the rice harvest, there will be a period of busy farming, and when winter comes, everyone will have to do voluntary work.

As a result, the members of the production team will be even busier.

According to Ye Erniang's estimation: Uncle Zhou, who was not very popular in the production team, would probably not be able to come if he invites everyone again.

It’s just that he and his wife never expected it!

The popularity between the two of them was so bad that not a single family in the entire production team came to attend my wedding banquet!

Uncle Zhou, Erniang Ye, Peng Zhikun and the accountant, four adults together with three brothers from the Zhou family and four little kids from the Dou family.

The fact that this group of people killed four banquet tables is destined to become a joke all over the country.

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Written by a wild beauty, a great beauty.
Chapter completed!