The field was already filled with several bags of urea.
The main reason is that they are unfamiliar with the technique and cannot keep up with the speed.
"Let's go, let's go back and cook first, and come back at 3:30 in the afternoon. We need to take all these back to dry. It's okay for us men to each take a bag, right?" Chen Muyang said, pointing to the bag full of rice.
Deng Zhao: “No problem!”
Chen He: “There’s a problem!”
"He, don't be so lazy. I'll give you some rice when the time comes." Deng Zhao said.
"That's right, Brother He, move quickly." Lu Han said.
"Girls, please go back quickly. Don't worry about this. Leave it to us." Deng Zhao said quickly when he saw that the faces of several ladies were flushed.
"Thank you for your hard work." Gao Yuanyuan fanned herself with her straw hat, her face covered in sweat. She had never experienced this before. It was novel, but also tiring.
"Wife, go home and get two watermelons to cut for everyone." Chen Muyang carried a bag on his shoulder and held another bag in his hand.
This weight is not heavy for him; he forgot to bring the shoulder pole.
"Okay~"
Several girls left.
"Mu Yang, why don't you stop doing so much and come back later?"
"This little weight is fine. I'll cook later and leave the remaining bags to you."
"Okay, no problem. Let's go. I want to eat a cow." Chen He said.
"You're pretty good at bragging, haha~" Deng Zhao said as he walked while carrying a bag.
Chen Muyang returned to the courtyard, put away the rice and said to Timo:
"Timo, clean up the ground and dry the grain later."
"Oh, okay." Timo went to the tool shed to get a broom and started cleaning.
Chen Muyang went to the kitchen and started cooking.
(The appeal came back.)
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