Liu Xiaolan didn't drink it.

He fanned Shen Jiaojiao for a while, and then continued to work at Shen Jiaojiao's urging.

Shen Jiaojiao continued to bundle the wheat.

Fang Xue was threshing wheat with a flail.

The two of them worked like this for the whole morning without saying a word.

The bell for the end of work rang in the morning.

Everyone left the wheat field one after another.

Shen Jiaojiao also packed up and prepared to leave.

At this time, Xu Mo walked towards her against the crowd.

The man originally had a frown on his face, but when he walked in front of Shen Jiaojiao, his facial expression instantly softened.

Xu Mo took out a few pieces of gummy candy from his pocket.

Hand it to Shen Jiaojiao.

"Here you go."

Shen Jiaojiao took it from the man and touched it as well.

"Where are you from?"

Shen Jiaojiao peeled a piece of soft candy and put it in her mouth.

Asked vaguely.

"Someone gave it to me."

"Oh, then why don't you eat?"

"All the delicious food is left for you."

Xu Mo felt a little embarrassed and turned his gaze away from Shen Jiaojiao.

"Go back! The weather is too hot. Go back and rest for a while."

Thinking about something, he added, "I'll bring you food later! You don't have to cook."

Shen Jiaojiao shook her head.

"You work so hard, don't run around in this hot weather, it's very convenient for me to cook."

In fact, she wanted to stay with Xu Mo for a while longer. She felt like she could never spend enough time with him.

At this moment, Shen Jiaojiao felt a little cold on her back.

She turned her head.

He met Fang Xue's gaze.

Fang Xue withdrew her gaze in panic, and at the same time, glanced at Xu Mo.

Then he left without saying a word.

Just a little action for a moment.

Shen Jiaojiao really couldn't guess what Fang Xue was thinking.

But just the glance Fang Xue gave Xu Mo.

She was eighty percent sure that Fang Xue liked Xu Mo.

In her previous life, Fang Xue had never been married. At least, when she died, Fang Xue had never been married.

As for what happened to Fang Xue later, she didn’t know!

When she was married to Fang Qinghe, her sister-in-law Fang Xue was not very nice to her, but at least she was not bad.

I never had any bad intentions towards her.

oops!

Shen Jiaojiao now actually feels that anyone who has no bad intentions towards her can be called a good person.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Does it mean that she has been reborn and has become a kinder person?

But she couldn't predict what would happen in this life.

After all, a lot of things have changed.

When Shen Jiaojiao returned to the educated youth dormitory, she happened to see Wang Song coming out of the room, covering his hands, and running to the bottom of the pot in the kitchen to look for wood ash.

It looks like the hand is injured.

There was a lot of blood.

Wang Song came out of the kitchen quickly.

There was also a handful of wood ash in his hand.

Pressing on the bleeding spot.

Shen Shen Jiaojiao felt that as a member of the educated youth team, Wang Song had taken good care of her.

So you can’t just pretend you didn’t see it!

It is still necessary to show condolences and care.

"Captain, I have some potion. I'll get it for you."

Wang Song hurried to stop it.

"No, don't waste potions on such a minor injury. By the way, Shen Zhiqing, I have something else I want to trouble you with. I wonder if you are willing to help me with this."

Wang Song was still a little embarrassed to ask others for help.

"What is it? If I can do it, I will definitely help you, Captain."

"Oh, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to write a letter to my family, but my hand got hurt and I can't hold a pen. Could you please write a letter for me? I'll read it to you. It won't have much content. Just tell me about your recent situation and let my family know that I'm safe."

Shen Jiaojiao smiled and said, "No problem! Do you have paper and pen? I can write it to you now."

"Yes, yes, thank you so much."

"It's just a small matter."

Wang Song returned to the house and immediately took out a pen and paper.

He also brought a stool for Shen Jiaojiao.

Shen Jiaojiao sat on a stool and took out a pen and paper. "Captain, tell me! What do you want to write?"

"Just write, Dad and Mom, I'm doing fine recently, don't worry about me. It's the busy farming season now, and I forgot when to reply to you. I sent you some agricultural products this time. You should take good care of your health at home and don't be reluctant to eat and wear clothes."

Wang Song thought about it for a while and felt that there was nothing more to add, so he didn't say anything more.

"Shen Zhiqing, that's about it."

Shen Jiaojiao quickly wrote the letter and handed it to Wang Song.

"Take a look, do you need to make any changes?"

Wang Song took the letter with his uninjured left hand, glanced at it, and praised, "Shen Zhiqing, your handwriting is really beautiful." It looks like cursive writing.

That is, her calligraphy was taught by her grandfather himself.

"Haha, thank you for the award."

After writing the letter to Wang Song, Shen Jiaojiao returned to her room.

Wang Song also moved the stool back to the dormitory.

This yard is not big, and if something happens outside, everyone inside will know.

Huang Honghong, who was still recuperating in bed, saw that the two men had left.

He snorted, looking rather contemptuous of Shen Jiaojiao.

"Humph, seeing her talking to men in such a coquettish way makes me lose my appetite."

Ye Huan answered immediately.

"She's not called a vixen for nothing."

Ye Huan would be happy as long as she could scold Shen Jiaojiao.

Of course, Shen Jiaojiao and Wang Song did not hear what they said.

After all, they can't afford to offend Wang Song.

No one dared to mess with Shen Jiaojiao now.

This is not only because Shen Jiaojiao is now a hot little girl, but also because of Liu Xiaolan.

Liu Xiaolan seems to be very protective of Shen Jiaojiao now.

Who in this village dares to mess with that bitch?

Chen Guangkun cooks outside.

Their simple kitchen is just around the corner outside the dormitory.

Therefore, he listened to every word of the conversation between Ye Huan and Huang Honghong.

Then, Chen Guangkun, who was cooking corn porridge, saw some fresh bird droppings nearby.

It was directly put into the corn paste.

Stir it, but you can't really tell.

Anyway, he won’t eat this porridge today.

Wait until dinner time.

Ye Huan said, "Why does today's porridge smell like shit?"

Chen Guangkun's expression remained unchanged, "I'm so tired."

Although it smells like shit, they are reluctant to throw it away because food is precious now.

Ye Huan thought back to the time when he and Shen Jiaojiao had enjoyed delicious food together.

Shen Jiaojiao returned to the room and entered the space.

First, I washed my face with spiritual spring water.

So I ran to get something to eat.

She has a very good appetite today and wants to eat spicy diced chicken, especially the kind with lots of chili.

When Shen Jiaojiao put the peppers in, she grabbed a handful of bright red peppers. The amount of peppers was almost equal to the amount of chicken.

When it’s ready, it’s a big bowl full of food, and you still have to look for chicken among the chili peppers.

Tasted a piece.

Very tasty.

Spicy and numbing.

Even Shen Jiaojiao, who doesn't eat much, was able to finish most of the spicy chicken cubes.