After the system finished speaking earnestly, wanting to further deepen the meaning of its words and let its host understand its importance to the target person, Chu Yanyan fell asleep!!!
Wasn't the tragic chicken soup it just gave too much nourishment?
After its host is filled up, it just lies down?
The host is asleep, what to do? Just give up.
7712 blocked the chat line with Chu Yanyan, and the entire system entered a temporary dormant state.
the next day.
Chu Yanyan was awakened by the crackling sound of the basin outside. He lay in bed for a while. The noise outside became louder and louder. Finally, he squinted his eyes reluctantly, reached out to touch the clothes beside the bed, opened his eyelids to take a look, put them on, and buttoned them one by one.
He put on his pants and shoes, stomped his feet on the ground a few times, then opened the door and walked out.
It was dawn.
Uncle Eighteen was shirtless, chopping wood with an axe in his hand. When he saw Chu Yanyan's room was opened, he put down the axe, picked up the towel hanging around his neck, and wiped the sweat off his face.
"Hey, Chu Zhiqing, you're awake. Sorry to have disturbed you."
"It's okay, uncle, please continue." Chu Yanyan smiled and said that he didn't care at all. He just hated that the wall was not soundproof.
Chu Yanyan was forced to get up early. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he saw that only Aunt Eighteen was working in the kitchen, so he hurried over to help.
Aunt Eighteen was not very willing at first, but Chu Yanyan thought of what Jiang Tiantian and the others had said. The leader said that they should serve the people, so doing this kind of work was their duty, and there was no distinction between high and low.
When Chu Yanyan used such high-sounding words, Aunt Eighteen was immediately intimidated and insisted on asking Chu Yanyan for help.
Chu Yanyan had done this before. She was a little unfamiliar with it at first, but gradually became proficient.
The aroma of sweet potato porridge filled the entire kitchen.
Aunt Eighteen poked a piece of sweet potato with her chopsticks and said, "Okay, okay, the sweet potato porridge is cooked. You can turn off the heat, educated youth."
"Okay." Chu Yanyan, who was squatting beside the stove, responded. He used a bamboo stick to stir the ashes beside the stove to extinguish the fire, and took out the half-burned hay that now had no sparks.
Aunt Eighteen looked at Chu Yanyan and said, "Comrade Zhiqing, you are so skilled. Do you do this often at home?"
Chu Yanyan smiled shyly at her and explained, "I help out occasionally."
Aunt Eighteen took the spoon and scooped the food out of the pot and put it into the iron box. She sighed and said, "My eldest son only knows how to work and can't even light a fire. Your daughter-in-law will be lucky to marry you in the future."
Chu Yanyan smiled awkwardly. Seeing her holding three iron boxes, he changed the subject and asked, "Auntie, what are you doing with these?"
Aunt Eighteen came back to her senses and looked down at the box in her hand: "Oh, you mean this? We take it to work and eat it when we are hungry."
She answered, looking at Chu Yanyan with doubt in her eyes: "Are you new educated youth doing the same work as us?"
Chu Yanyan recalled that during the meeting yesterday morning, he was daydreaming and did not hear the main work clearly, but it sounded like he was probably the same as these farmers.
"It should be the same."
"Oh, that's quite tiring. We only have three iron boxes. We'll buy another one another day. Bring some food with you when you go to work." Aunt Eighteen said.
Chu Yanyan waved her hand: "Next time I can just go to the town and buy one myself, and it should be fine as long as I bring some water."
"Oh, I should have a water bottle at home. Wait a minute, I'll find it for you." Aunt Eighteen said, covering the iron lid, putting it aside, and then went to look for the iron bottle.
Aunt Eighteen found a bottle covered with dust for Chu Yanyan. Unable to resist the enthusiastic aunt, Chu Yanyan thanked her and took the bottle to the well to fetch water to wash the bottle. After washing off the dust on the outside, it was still usable.
Chu Yanyan washed it several times before filling it with water.
"Add some salt, it will have some flavor." Aunt Eighteen took some salt and put it into the water bottle.
After having a full breakfast.
They started off.
In order to make sure that he was not wrong, Chu Yanyan specifically asked the system.
Xiao Qi proudly took out the notes from yesterday's work and said, "It's okay. I took notes for you."
Chu Yanyan agreed: "Yeah, thank you, Xiaoqi."
After reading his notes, he knew what he had to do that week. In the morning, he would go with his uncle Eighteen and the others to harvest rice, in the afternoon he would harvest corn, and in the evening he would go to the commune to thresh the millet.
The day is packed with work, and there is only one day a week for rest. If the work is done, there will be more time to rest.
Now is the autumn harvest season for crops such as rice and corn, and it is a busy time for them.
Although Chu Yanyan had done odd jobs before, he had never harvested rice, and he thought it would be fun.
So he went with them with great interest.
When Aunt Eighteen saw Chu Yanyan like this, she shook her head and saw through everything.
We took a ox cart to our destination and saw a lake surrounded by golden rice.
It looks golden, but there are a lot of shriveled grains.
When Chu Yanyan and the others arrived, the sun had just risen from the east, and the golden sunlight broke through the white mist, illuminating the earth.
When they were almost at the crowd, Da Wa jumped out of the car and went to look for his friends in the crowd.
When Chu Yanyan saw Da Wa get off the car, he jumped out of the car with a water bottle and went to find Jiang Tiantian and the others.
Jiang Tiantian and several others were standing next to Uncle Li, and Chu Yanyan could easily spot them.
Chen Feiyang saw Chu Yanyan and waved to him, asking him to come over.
When Chu Yanyan walked over, he heard them discussing the poor harvest this year.
Chen Feiyang saw Chu Yanyan holding a plastic bottle in his hand: "Why are you carrying such a big bottle of water?"
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