Chapter 127

Do we have to pick up all the corn now?

Song Linye didn't know anything now, he just knew that the sky was falling.

Qin Huan was also confused. No, he didn’t tell me that in advance.

Uncle Nian looked at their confused expressions, smacked his lips, and looked guilty.

How did he know these guys were so fast?

"Well, why don't you eat first?"

Song Linye nodded, "That's for sure."

I don't know what he was thinking about, but he said nervously, "Uncle, next time can you finish what you want to say at once and not cause this kind of situation?"

Uncle Nian nodded and said perfunctorily, "I know. I just made a mistake this time, just like I have done everything wrong."

That's a perfunctory attitude.

Qin Huan retorted without any hesitation.

"Yeah, you only assigned us a few tasks. It would be terrible if we had more."

The unfortunate old man buried himself in the bowl like an ostrich.

Song Yan found a serving chopstick and picked up a piece of meat for Uncle Nian.

"Uncle Nian, you should eat more too."

Uncle Nian looked at Song Yan with tears in his eyes, "Good boy."

The bad boys Song Linye, Lu Xingyan and Qin Huan looked at each other.

Souga.

Understood.

Under the 39-degree sun, Song Yan felt like he was about to melt.

"It's so uncomfortable. I'm almost dying of heat."

Finally, when the sun reached the top of their heads, the four people were driven back by Uncle Nian with a stick.

"What are you doing? When all four of you pass out, who will do the work for me?"

Lying in the cool air-conditioned room.

Song Linye laughed while looking at his phone.

"I'm almost dying. Look at the message Zhou You sent."

As he said that, he handed the phone in his hand to Lu Xingyan.

Lu Xingyan:

"A bone was found in the chicken lo mein and the customer demanded a refund."

""

Lu Xingyan looked at these words. He recognized them separately, but why didn’t he recognize them when they were put together?

"Hahahaha, it's not that she's sick. It's not okay to have bones in egg noodles, and it can't be that there are bones in eggs either."

Song Yan complained on the side.

Song Linye nodded. "Yeah, I was wondering if he was mentally ill. Isn't it normal to have bones in chicken lo mein?"

"Zhou You is working part-time?"

Lu Xingyan asked curiously.

Song Linye paused, looking at the confusion in his wife's eyes, he couldn't help laughing.

"I can't help but sigh, wife, how could you think of this part-time job when faced with such a funny thing?"

"Uncle Zhou doesn't have a part-time job. He's out there chasing after his boyfriend."

"Boy friend"

Qin Huan's curiosity suddenly burned.

"You said Uncle Zhou has a boyfriend. He's been dating since college. Didn't he say he fell in love with someone at first sight when he wrote his first play?"

Song Yan had a complicated expression. "How could you believe all this just from his mouth? Besides, he's just a romantic interest now, not a boyfriend."

Qin Huan was silent.

I see.

"So, who is Uncle Zhou's ambiguous partner?"

Two pairs of curious eyes stared at Song Linye, and Song Linye shook his head, "Don't look at me, I don't know either."

"waste,"

"It's useless."

One after the other, they punished Song Linye together.

Song Linye: ...

I am neither his father nor his mother.

He can't care about these things.

Song Linye was speechless and wanted to throw these two pieces of trash away.

By five o'clock in the afternoon, although the weather was hot, it was not so hot that I couldn't bear it anymore.

Under the sun that has not yet set.

Song Linye squinted his eyes, and the electric fan in his hand was about to steam.

"When will this day end?"

"If you can't bear the hardship of studying, then bear the hardship of life."

Song Yan suddenly remembered the sentence he had seen when he was brushing the notes, and he unconsciously said it out loud under the sun, which seemed to be 40 degrees but was actually 39 degrees.

Lu Xingyan's expression was a little complicated.

"Yanyan, are you okay...?"

Song Yan shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm fine." It's just that the CPU is so hot now that it's about to die.

I picked up corns one by one until evening when I barely finished picking them all. I was even picking corns with a lamp at night.

Seeing how hard they were working, Uncle Nian had a complicated expression. They didn't have to do this anyway, so why bother?

The four people, not knowing what they had missed, each loaded a cart of corn and carried it back.

Song Yan was so excited riding the electric tricycle.

Song Linye, "Why are you running so fast?"

"Hurry up, I want to go back to sleep."

When talking about sleeping, Uncle Nian suddenly said, "Did you not sleep last night?"

Song Linye, who had just been smiling, suddenly froze. "Yeah, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

When Uncle Nian saw that they were all asleep and were still asking about the situation, he felt relieved.

It’s okay, I just suddenly remembered it and came to ask you.

"Oh."

"that."

"What's wrong, Uncle Nian?" Song Linye spoke quickly, fearing that if he wasn't paying attention, Uncle Nian would think of this matter again.

"What I want to say is that you should remember that the village is going to hold a fish god competition. I just don't know if I dare not be interested."

"" Song Linye chuckled, "I can't tell, Uncle Nian, you have so many activities now, you are risking your life."

Uncle Nian grumbled, "Look at what you said. We are older and we don't like you young people to watch TV shows. I am not a fan, and the shows we watch are different from yours. It's natural."

No further words were said.

Song Linye looked at the old man who was still criticizing him and gave him a piece of hawthorn.

"Okay, Uncle Nian, eat some hawthorn to help with the digestion."

The old man put the hawthorn in his mouth and said, "I'll give it to you. Well, what we are looking at now is so environmentally friendly and safe."

Song Linye nodded, "Safety is really something, it's incredibly strong in this regard."

I don’t know what he thought of, but he spoke quickly.

"I'm telling you, Uncle Nian, it's better to do square dancing or something like that. The key is to keep fit."

Uncle Song Nian thought for a long time before finally saying something complicated. "That."

Everyone in Su stared at Uncle Nian with wide eyes, holding something in his hand, ready to go.

If Uncle Nian said something else, like if he forgot to collect something,

He just threw the thing at him.

Pointing at him.

"Look at you, your brain is becoming useless day by day. Every day you forget this or that."

It’s hard to say whether the next few days were easy or not. I just peeled the corn and then hung it outside to dry. I dried it in the morning and shucked it in the evening.

On October 7th, Uncle Nian looked at the four people sitting next to the car window reluctantly.