When Du Sheng arrived, he found the two who had arrived first sitting on the edge of the field, looking at each other.

"Why aren't you going to the fields?" Du Sheng asked curiously, placing the rice seedlings in his hand onto the ground.

Seeing the other person's somewhat practiced movements, Nie Sheng's eyes lit up: "Senior, do you know how to plant rice seedlings?"

I learned a little bit from the older generation in my younger years.

Du Sheng calmly went down to the field and reached out to help his wife.

But she won't.

Ling Ying rolled her eyes in annoyance: "I can!"

Du Sheng smiled but remained silent.

"Can you teach us?" Nie Sheng didn't want to be last that night.

They came over excitedly to ask.

Du Sheng readily agreed, while Nie Sheng watched intently from the side.

Dou Shiliu was on the side. He first squatted down, then stood up because his legs felt a little numb.

Then Nie Sheng grasped a few techniques and began to pick up the rice seedlings and carefully go into the field.

Dou Shiliu glanced at his actions.

Following Du Sheng's example, Nie Sheng carefully observed and began to bend down and insert the needle deeper into the soil.

"Senior, is this alright?"

Du Sheng looked up and glanced at it a few times. "Not bad, just like that."

The directing team: "..."

You two look so loving and affectionate, it makes me feel no competitive pressure at all.

Seeing that Dou Shiliu didn't move, Nie Sheng assumed she didn't know how. "I'll teach you. Be careful when you go down to the field."

"I can"

"?"

Didn't we both say we couldn't do it before?

Dou Shiliu rolled up his sleeves and went into the field cleanly and efficiently, splashing a few drops of mud onto Nie Sheng's mud-proof clothing.

Nie Sheng: "..."

I doubt whether she would.

Dou Shiliu casually picked up the seedlings, lowered her eyes and body, and the faint light fell on her long eyelashes like starlight.

The exposed section of fair arm contrasted sharply with the yellowish muddy field.

So fair it was dazzling. Nie Sheng himself was also very fair-skinned, but he looked at Dou Shiliu's arms, which were like the finest jade.

He realized he shouldn't have let her do these things; it was just...awful.

A fairy is planting rice seedlings online.

Then, the fairy raised her head, a few beads of sweat appearing on her nose. Looking up, Nie Sheng saw her clear eyes staring at him.

His heart tightened, and he asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"Hurry up!"

Don't waste time, she still needs to eat.

Nie Sheng subconsciously looked in her direction and found that she had already planted many rice seedlings.

But there was only one lonely stick in front of him.

Nie Sheng's face inexplicably turned red, and then he bent down and began to work hard.

Du Sheng's progress is neither too fast nor too slow, because Ling Ying keeps making mistakes, so he has to help watch over and correct them.

Ning Yao and Gen Xiaoli were the last to join, and neither of them knew how to do it. However, they learned from each other and eventually figured out a method, so they quickly caught up with the pace.

As time passed, everyone became a little exhausted, especially Ling Ying, who had a problem with her lumbar spine and couldn't bend over for too long.

The slightly darkening sky reminded everyone that it was dinnertime.

"Alright, everyone, time's up."

When Nie Sheng heard the director say "cut," he felt like he couldn't straighten his back anymore.

Dou Shiliu also rushed out of the field; she had to eat ten bowls of rice today!

The group slowly climbed out of the field.

Ning Yao felt that her back was hurting badly.

"The team that planted the most rice seedlings today is... the first place goes to Nie Sheng's group."

Dou Shiliu nodded in satisfaction, and after hearing the result, he planned to turn around and go inside.

She needs to take a shower.

Ning Yao was taken aback and subconsciously glanced at their fields, then put down the work, which was almost finished.

widened in shock

"You...you two did all of this?"