Luo Junxi sat in a tent, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, and his eyes closed on the knowledge of silently memorizing the book.

The more intense the work outside, the faster he can recite the letter.

Luo Junxi was like an old monk entering into meditation, wishing to wipe the articles in the book and stuff them all into his mind.

The brain is used too quickly, like losing nerves. When even the air is learned to suffocate, Luo Junxi glances at the wheat that is repairing cabbage outside the tent.

If his brain hurts again and his back hurts, he will come outside the tent to take a look at his mother, his father-in-law and mother-in-law are threshing grains, and his sweaty brother-in-law.

My eldest brother-in-law was leading people to work in front, and the rice beside him fell one by one. Every time he looked over, his eldest brother-in-law didn't stand straight.

Every time he looked at the above scenes, Luo Junxi could sit in front of the desk again and recite the book again.

Compared to his family, studying is not a hard work.

Luo Junxi even was inspired by these scenes and felt that he wrote an article about agriculture and sericulture. Its profoundness is something he could not compare to before.

Xiaomai came in to deliver barley tea to him, but he didn't even notice it. He was almost picking it up and then he got hot.

"Hiss, haha, I'm burning to death."

...

In the field, Zhu Xingde's face fell on his eyebrows with sweat, and his nose tip flowed into his mouth with a salty smell.

The whole mountain wiped sweat from his forehead and shouted with a sickle, "Brother-in-law, if you can't do it, please take a break."

It can be seen from the whole mountain that although my brother-in-law is a purebred farmer's child, he has never participated in the autumn harvest so carefully because he has been spoiled by Mr. Zhu.

He was far away from behind, and he could hear his eldest brother-in-law being tired and panting like an old cow.

Zhu Xingde gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up, if you cut it slowly, the millet will fall off the rice. Let's go back and pick up the millet specifically. It's not hard enough, and it will be useless if you don't pick it up. You can't waste food. We can only move faster."

He added: "Don't let me rest anymore. I am the boss. If you don't rest, how can I rest? The whole mountain is full of effort."

After Zhu Xingde finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself in a big mouth, and he thought to himself:

The main reason is that there are so many people in Qingliu Village watching.

I would say that I was so flirting with myself before, but now I feel regretful.

As soon as he got off the ground with a sickle, he had an old habit of falling into the ground. He owed his mouth and shouted a few slogans like hunting a pig. He knew he was the leader, especially when he said that, and waved his arms: "I'm making a proof in front. Those who have never planted rice at home will not be able to make the skillful one look at me."

If our family heard this at that time, he would be lazy and not be terrified at this time. Whoever doesn’t know who is, they are all brothers.

The problem is that many people in Qingliu Village heard that and praised him: "Look at what time, they must be the eldest brother, and they are not bad for being the eldest brother-in-law and the older brother, and they are dedicated to taking care of the younger ones."

These words were raised to him as the "altar".

So, if he can't hold on first today, embarrassing himself in another village. When he mentions Luo Junxi's elder brother-in-law, don't let people say that we are nothing. Then he will not only lose his father-in-law and Luo Junxi's face, but also embarrass him.

At this moment, Xiaodao came to deliver water. Zhu Xingde immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sat in the ground.

When Xiaodao handed water to his second brother-in-law and Zhuzi Liuzi, Zhu Xingde took the water tube and drank water, while whispering: "Can you pretend you have something to discuss with me and sit here for a while?"

"ah?"

"What, why are you so stupid? Come on, pretend to talk to me at this time, and pull me away."

Xiaodao said funnyly: "I have no eyesight. Look at which woman will pull the man who cuts the millet and keep talking nonsense. Isn't that delaying work? The millet is not like other things, and it won't fall off after a while."

"Tsk?" Zhu Xingde glared.

Xiaodao stopped teasing him, "Okay, okay, I'm holding you and insisting on talking. Tell me, take this opportunity to take a break. You said you are the same. How come you have never seen you in our house? Why are you so arrogant today?"

"I just love to show off in front of your parents' family. You dare to say sarcastic words. Cha Dajiang, taking off adobe, and catching autumn harvest are all awesome. They can exhaust people. What do you think I can do? Look at my hand and face, I was cut by the Heye. There was only one time I was almost like not stabbing my eyes."

Xiaodao looked at Zhu Xingde's palm and blood troughs, and the blood bubbles pierced by the leaves, which would probably feel distressed. Thanks to those big hands that had already been grinding out calluses, they could withstand the harm. If it were the little brother-in-law's hands holding a pen, or if she had her down to the ground to help cut rice, she would have suffered even more. She said with a little distress: "Then be careful, don't show off if you can. If you do it slowly, who can laugh at you?"

Zhu Xingde continued to complain: "High and slow are also these jobs. I am lazy and they have to do more. Why are you careful that you bent down and stick your butts will inevitably be shave. My head is okay, have you seen it?"

Xiaodao hurriedly gave affirmation: "Yes, I watched you. You were crazy in the morning and were swung by the sickle. I felt that it was more stylish than the old crops in the village. We didn't see you, so I would be relieved when we saw you."

Just as I was about to suggest that when I went back to collect my own land, I would carry Mr. Zhu to the ground, just like my younger brother-in-law studying on the ground, and then set up a tent for the old man to lie down and watch the work.

Zhu Xingde waved his hand and let him stop:

"Wife, stop praising me, don't think I have a good constitution in the morning, and I was exhausted in the afternoon. Now I can't kick my legs, my calf is pyrosy, and the seams on my shoulders are hurt. After doing this, and my family's family is over, I don't want to farm. I understand it. I have to think about other long-term money. Even if I have money in the future, I won't grow more land by myself, as it's far from hunting pigs."

I talked a lot of thoughts.

Zhu Xingde had one of the most realistic words that he had not said to Xiaodao, that is: because of dreaming and some recent things that have changed him, otherwise he would have been tired and ran away as he used to be.

He had to continue to complain, and then drink another tank of water, rub the soles of his feet, and the feet were sore. Zhu Xingde suddenly stood up and scolded Xiao Dao, "If you have anything to say, you can't go back and say it again. He was so tedious that he had to mumble at this time, delay my work, go back and help the girl prepare the dishes."

Xiaodao cooperated very well and said with a good temper: "Okay, be careful when you cut again."

"Okay, I know, don't stumble."

So even Manshan thought it was the eldest sister who insisted on pulling her brother-in-law to talk.

It's just a matter of silence. It's not my elder sister, but my elder brother-in-law.

Listen.

Zhu Xingde shouted to Xiaodao: "Look at your feet and go to the shore to walk the ridge. The ridge is narrow, don't take it seriously. If you can't take off your shoes and beat them barefoot, otherwise your feet will be rinsed in your shoes and you will be thrown."
Chapter completed!