"I don't want to know!"

"Everyone says that you have one foot in two boats. While you don't reject He Xiaolian, you are also close to Zhang Wanqing and Chen Zixuan. Do you think you feel so proud of doing this?"

Li Mu has fallen in love with Zhang Wanqing since the first day he came here, but who knew she wouldn't see his advances at all.

No matter how helpful or attentive he was, it seemed that He Xiaolian still only had this annoying Chen Zixuan in her heart.

What's so good about that pretty boy? It was the same last time. He thought it would change after so many days.

I didn't expect that they would have so many things going on in private, and Chen Zixuan actually taught Zhang Wanqing how to make leek and pork belly.

"Sorry, these are all your imagination."

Chen Zixuan turned around and went back to the house without saying anything. He didn't have time to talk nonsense about the nonsense Li Mu said.

Lying on the kang for a morning break, Chen Zixuan didn't bother to take care of the space, and soon fell asleep.

Two hours passed quickly, and Chen Zixuan woke up reluctantly. His back was sore and he really wanted to lie down for a while.

The enamel cup continues to be filled with the magical well water in the space. Drinking it can relieve fatigue, at least not so tired.

In addition, he put an egg and two candies in his trouser pocket, and then hurried back to the corn field.

It turned out that the person picking corn in the afternoon was actually a bad guy. I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows secretly, because he was replaced so quickly.

"Chen Zhiqing, good afternoon!"

Er Laizi said a sinister hello.

Then he sat in the back. Chen Zixuan hadn't started cutting yet, and he hadn't started picking either.

But when everyone started, everyone else was very leisurely, but the second-rate kid still kept picking, without stopping for a moment.

"Chen Zhiqing, hurry up, I've already finished picking."

I don’t know if the second scoundrel came here specifically to take revenge, but now Chen Zixuan doesn’t even have time to breathe.

"Chen Zhiqing, hurry up, hurry up."

The whole afternoon was filled with the urging voice of the second-rate son, and Chen Zixuan suddenly became more impatient.

But the more urgent you are, the slower you pick.

This made Chen Zixuan feel more and more angry.

"Right away."

He kept cutting with the knife in a hurry, but he used too much strength and couldn't hold it firmly. The knife in Chen Zixuan's hand suddenly came out.

Turning in a circle, Chen Zixuan was so frightened that he crouched down quickly, fearing that the knife would cut him.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have definitely been hit, just like in the movie, I would have been stabbed directly. It would be too tragic.

Thinking about that scene, Chen Zixuan was a little scared, and the knife was extremely sharp.

Chen Zixuan himself was fine, but the second-rate man following him was so frightened that he almost suffered a disaster.

It turned out that the knife had just reached his feet and was stuck in the ground. Fortunately, it was still a few millimeters away.

Otherwise, the second-rate son is probably going to die and his feet will bleed. The only way to stop the bleeding is with plant ash.

Chen Zixuan quickly turned around and looked at him with a worried look on his face. He felt relieved when he found that nothing was wrong.

"Second bastard, you are so serious. Why are you so close to me? Fortunately, I didn't fly over your head."

After saying that, Chen Zixuan suddenly paused for a moment.

Unexpectedly, I changed my tone again.

"I said I would be quick, so don't rush me. It will be the same if I push you again. If I didn't cut you this time, won't you be unlucky next time if I do? You can't be so lucky every time."

"If you are really that diligent, take a good rest after putting away the corn, and don't stand too close behind me."

Chen Zixuan looked like he was just saying so much for your own good, which actually made the second-rate son look surprised.

He really didn't expect that Chen Zixuan, who was young and had a fair face, would actually say such a thing.

Could it be that if your knife really cut me just now, would I have deserved my own misfortune?

Don't you feel guilty at all?

It's obviously because you can't hold the knife firmly.

This Chen Zhiqing's face is too thick, even thicker than the faces of the women in our village, and he is not embarrassed at all.

Chen Zixuan shied away the blame very naturally. After all, it was also the fault of the second-rate son for urging him too hastily, otherwise how could he not be able to grasp it firmly?

Both people have different starting points for thinking.

Er Laizi squatted down angrily and picked up the knife. At that moment, his whole body was shaking.

He saw with his own eyes the dazzling knife flying towards his feet, if he hadn't subconsciously dodged it.

My life may depend on this today.

After enduring the anger and fear, my mood finally eased a lot, but I guess this Chen Zhiqing didn't do it on purpose, right?

Maybe it was just carelessness. After all, there was not much hatred between them, and he just urged her.

"Chen Zhiqing, it's okay, I won't rush you."

"Don't be anxious. After all, you can't rush. Otherwise, you should take a rest first before continuing to cut, right?"

As the second-rate son said this, he took a few steps back. Chen Zixuan looked helpless. Was he too angry and confused?

Anyway, he felt that the second-rate son looked really angry, otherwise he wouldn't have backed away, fearing that he would end up like this.

He was probably pissed off by his sudden idea, but if it hadn't been for the rebel general, he probably wouldn't have been able to uncover the matter.

"Second bastard, I think you should rest on your own. Just work so fast and don't rush me. I don't dare to rest."

The team leader's supervision is too tight now, and you can't be lazy and slippery during this year's autumn harvest.

Especially this morning, I don’t know how many slackers were caught, and all of them were deducted five work points.

Chen Zixuan doesn't have that many work points to deduct, and if he continues to deduct them, he may not even be able to get them even when the food is divided equally.

It’s just that the second-rate man is still angry.

The breath has not been released yet.

He really wanted to catch this brat and beat him up, but he didn't dare to blackmail Chen Zixuan for money. With this pretty boy's mouth, he would most likely suffer in the end.

He has already seen how difficult Chen Zixuan can be.

I don’t know how many times I scolded Chen Zixuan, and I even wanted to start, but I could only curse in my heart.

"Chen Zhiqing, you are really impartial!"

This is not impartial. When I think about the knife that almost cut me, and when I think about the excitement this morning, I almost become what others call the excitement.

The second-rate kid glared at Chen Zixuan hard.

But he didn't dare to continue urging Chen Zixuan, otherwise this pretty boy would accidentally do it again.

I guess the knife was not stuck in the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Zixuan could only touch his nose helplessly. He really didn't mean it, just accidentally.

What's more, I was shocked just now. I almost thought the knife was thrown at someone's head!

However, a combination of circumstances led to a good thing.

At least now the bastard doesn’t dare to push himself anymore.

After what happened just now, Chen Zixuan felt that he was no longer tired, his hands were no longer sore, and his waist no longer hurt.

Picking up the knife that Er Laizi stretched out, he cut very smoothly and quickly in the afternoon, as if he had injected chicken blood.

If I had used this speed in the morning, I would have been completely exhausted. I don’t know if I had enough energy to keep up after drinking the well water.

I'm still excited and don't feel tired.

This knife in Chen Zixuan's hand is like a butterfly piercing a flower. It makes him feel like a fish in water. I don't know how happy he is.
Chapter completed!