Instead, she enthusiastically introduced the work that Chen Shuning and Yang Wanqiu would be doing later.

It's not harvest time yet, so the tasks in the fields aren't heavy. Most of the work involves weeding, watering, and pest control. Fertilizer is applied every now and then. Well, there's no chemical fertilizer, so we can only use manure.

Their fourth team's task today was to pull weeds in the wheat field.

Since there were no herbicides available at the time, and people were pulling weeds by hand, the members of the fourth team did not need to collect tools. Instead, they were led directly to their assigned wheat fields by the team leader.

Most of the fields of Qingshan Brigade are located in the southeast of the village, and in the past, it was necessary to cross a small stream flowing down from Daqingshan Mountain.

Starting from the brigade headquarters, it took about ten minutes to reach the wheat field where Chen Shuning and his team were to work that day.

Chen Shuning, who had thought weeding would be an easy task, almost fainted on the spot when she saw the endless wheat field.

Yang Wanqiu, who was beside her, was not much better off. Although she had also been sent to the countryside in her previous life, the Northwest was mostly mountainous and hilly, with small plots of land. Although farming was tiring, the sight of such a large expanse of land still shocked her. Her face, which had turned pale with shame and indignation, turned even paler.

The land in front of us is so vast that it seems to stretch on forever.

Moreover, because of the rain a few days ago, the wheat field, which was already turning slightly yellow, was covered with newly sprouted grass that was growing close to the ground, making it look very difficult to harvest.

The two listened blankly as the squad leader explained the precautions for weeding and the plots of land they were assigned. They could only resign themselves to their fate and follow the example of the villagers, squatting down in front of their assigned plots to start weeding.

However, before she even started working, Chen Shuning had already made up her mind that no matter what others did, she would not exhaust herself for a few work points.

She's only seventeen years old this year, still a minor. If she really settles down to farming, she'll probably collapse from exhaustion before she even returns to the city.

Just as Liu Shumei said, it's not worth ruining your health for a few work points; after all, health is the foundation of everything.

Chen Shuning was still self-aware enough to know that she had all the resources in that space and didn't need to rely on these few work points for food.

So, ignoring everyone else, she took out a white scarf from her small handbag—actually, from her storage space—that was similar in style to the one from that era.

Like a child, he tied the corners of the scarf under his armpits, covering his head, face, and neck. Then, after slowly putting on his straw hat and gloves, he squatted down in the furrow to start weeding.

Before Chen Shuning could even squat down, she heard a sharp voice beside her, "Hey girl, what's with this outfit? Why are you wearing a scarf and gloves? If I knew you were here to weed, I'd think you were a bride."

Chen Shuning looked up and saw a slightly plump woman with a dark complexion, triangular eyes, slanted eyes, and thick lips that turned slightly outward, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

This face clearly showed a mean and sarcastic nature. Although Chen Shuning was not afraid of trouble, he really couldn't be bothered with such a person. So he casually said, "I'm afraid of the sun," and squatted down to start weeding.

Although it had rained a few days ago, the ground had become dry and hard again after being exposed to the scorching sun for the past few days. Chen Shuning had to use all his strength to finally uproot a stubborn little grass.

After taking off her gloves, Chen Shuning looked at her hands, which were red and raw from the weeds even with gloves on, and she was incredibly envious of the heroines in novels who possessed innate superhuman strength or could recover their strength with a sip of spiritual spring water.

Both of them time-traveled, so why did she end up as a weak woman who couldn't lift a finger?

Then there's the spiritual spring water. Why is it that other people's spiritual spring water can bring the dead back to life and heal bones with just one sip, instantly relieving physical fatigue?

Although her space also contained spiritual spring water, it was the kind that nourished things subtly and silently. While it could accelerate wound healing and strengthen the body, it didn't have the kind of miraculous, immediate effects described in novels.

Looking at the little blade of grass she had painstakingly pulled out, Chen Shuning felt like crying.

Just as she was worrying about her future life in the countryside, that annoying, shrill voice came from beside her again: "Hey Chuncao, come and take a look. How can this new educated youth work like this? After all this time, she has only managed to pull out such a small blade of grass."

As the team leader, Shen Chuncao always leads by example, and at this moment she was already squatting in the ground, pulling weeds.

Actually, she had heard what Dong Honghua said about Chen Shuning earlier, but since Dong Honghua hadn't said anything excessive and Chen Shuning hadn't said anything either, she didn't bother to pay attention.

However, upon hearing Dong Honghua's complaint, she, as the team leader, couldn't ignore it. She stood up, looked in the direction of the two, and asked, "Aunt Honghua, today is Chen Zhiqing's first day of work. It's normal for him to work a little slower. You should just focus on your work."

Although Dong Honghua was dissatisfied with Shen Chuncao's words, she couldn't say anything more. However, she muttered something under her breath, while Chen Shuning ignored her completely.

He ignored the annoying aunt and started arguing with the grass on the ground.

Just as Chen Shuning felt his hands were getting swollen, he looked back and saw that he was only about ten meters away from the edge of the field. Looking at the endless wheat field in front of him, Chen Shuning was completely numb.

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