Seeing how uncomfortable she was, Jiang Yule reached out and pulled Meng Wanshu's arm, "Don't think about it. I have some lily tea here. I'll make you a cup later. It can relieve your headache."

Meng Wanshu nodded and ate breakfast quickly. After finishing breakfast, Jiang Yule went to prepare the kettles that they would take to work.

I made lily tea for Meng Wanshu and brought myself a cup of iced lemon tea.

When they arrived at the field, Jiang Yule and Meng Wanshu went to their respective workstations. Mu Chuan was already working in the field. The two agreed to keep it a secret from others for the time being, so Jiang Yule just smiled at Mu Chuan's gaze and looked away, heading towards Aunt Aiping.

"Yu Le, you are here. Are you feeling better?" Ai Ping first smelled a faint fragrance in the air, and when she looked up, she saw a girl walking towards her with a gentle smile.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this Jiang Zhiqing is really amazing no matter how many times I see her, and I can't blame Mu Chuan for being so concerned about her. If I live in the same house and look at such a beautiful girl every day, how can I have the heart to work...

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but look at Mu Chuan. As expected, she saw Mu Chuan staring at Jiang Yule with resentment...

"It's all right, auntie, I'll put the kettle over there and come right over."

"It's okay, don't worry. The work is not heavy recently. If you feel uncomfortable, just sit under the tree. The team leader went to the commune for a meeting today and will not come." Aunt Aiping told Jiang Yule about the team leader's whereabouts that she had just gossiped about from Aunt Gaixian. As for the work points... Everyone in the village knew that Jiang Zhiqing was not short of money. In short, if the work points were not enough, he would get money to make up for it, and the villagers would not lose anything...

So even though he looked down on Jiang Yule for often asking for leave, he only said it in private, and he was not malicious enough to report the educated youth.

Jiang Yule only responded softly to Aunt Aiping's words, trotted to hang the kettle on the tree, and returned to the field neatly.

Start working on the other side of Aunt Aiping...