"Thank you for your hard work." Chen Muyang said to the two of them.
Now the two of them look like nobody else, covered in mud.
Chen Muyang took the big yellow cow to a piece of wasteland nearby to graze, and then started cooking.
After working for a whole morning, everyone was almost starving.
Everyone was eagerly waiting when they smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen.
The crayfish turns red after being turned over several times in the pot, and is cooked over high heat until the sauce thickens. Under the high temperature, it emits a rich garlic aroma.
Song Zhuer was lighting a fire and couldn't help swallowing.
"It smells so good, I can't stand it." Deng Zhao let out a strange cry and ran out of the kitchen.
Yang Xuejian and Gao Yuanyuan were clearing the table and preparing the dishes.
What Cai Ji was thinking about at this moment was when Chen Muyang would write a song for him.
A burst of spicy and fragrant smell rushed into the nose, and Chen Muyang began to make stir-fried eel slices.
Song Zhuer was burning a fire, her bright eyes were all on Chen Muyang, she just thought he was so charming.
"Hey, it's time for dinner, stop daydreaming." Song Zhuer only reacted when she heard Chen Muyang's voice.
While eating, everyone chatted while eating.
"Wow, this yellow eel is amazing." Deng Zhao tasted it and exclaimed.
"Crayfish is delicious too." I didn't expect Gao Yuanyuan to love eating crayfish, and her hands were covered in oil from peeling them.
"In the afternoon, the sowing of seeds in Pingtian will be handed over to the two sisters." Chen Muyang put the peeled crayfish into Song Zhuer's bowl.
Her hand was pinched and she couldn't use any strength. When she saw the lobster meat peeled by Chen Muyang, her eyes narrowed into crescents.
"Yeah." Yang Xuejian was busy peeling crayfish and had no time to pay attention to him.
The pleasant lunch was quickly finished.
After resting for half an hour, it was time to go to work in the fields.
When we arrived at the fields, people had already started plowing the crops in other fields.
"Uncle, have you eaten?" Deng Zhao, as a community leader, went straight up to greet a dark-skinned, thin old man.
"I've eaten." The old man said with a smile, revealing his yellow teeth from smoke.
"Now that the field has been plowed, we're ready to plant rice, right?"
"Yes." The old man didn't know any celebrities and didn't talk much, but he found it interesting to watch them work. There was a young man who was plowing the field and was actually being dragged by a cow. The old man almost laughed his teeth out.
"Then you go ahead and get busy."
"Okay."
"Brother Zhao, use a rake this time." Chen Muyang pointed to the iron rake.
"No problem, watch my show." Deng Zhao is now working hard.
Cai Ji was already very famous at that time. When had he, a sophisticated and top-tier figure, ever picked up a hoe?
As expected, his hands were rubbed with blisters. He wanted to give up several times, but when he thought of Chen Muyang's promise to write a song for him, he endured it.
Fortunately, the digging is almost done and we can just fill it up with new mud and it will be done.
......
After harrowing, Deng Zhao took the cows to graze in the nearby fields.
"Come on, sisters, it's your turn to perform." Chen Muyang clapped his hands.
Yang Xuejian and Gao Yuanyuan rolled up their trouser legs, revealing their white and crystal clear feet, and went down to the fields.
Song Zhuer could only watch from the side.
"Let's do it here." Chen Muyang chose a middle area.
"Let's create three breeding plots here, each one meter wide."
"Pile up the mud first, then smooth it with wooden boards. The water level should be just enough to cover the ground, so that the seeds can have enough moisture to grow and develop."
The two looked at her in bewilderment. How could this be done? How could this be done? What was the level of being nearly drowned?
"......" Chen Muyang looked at the two confused women and was silent for a moment.
There was no other way, so Chen Muyang had to do it himself and make one.
"Sisters, that's it, just do as you are told." Chen Muyang stood up.
"Okay, come on, let's do it." Yang Xuejian and Gao Yuanyuan used hoes to gather the mud into a pile.
The curves of the two women's backs are extremely tempting.
What a beautiful rural scenery.
[The best thing you can say above is the pastoral scenery.]
[Photographer adds chicken drumstick.]
My brother worked so hard digging for so long by himself.
"Hard work? Look at the other old men working in the fields. Are they working hard?"
"That's right, everyone works hard. "
The live broadcast room has always been full of two sides and endless disputes.
"I'm so tired, my waist is so sore." Yang Xuejian couldn't stand it anymore, so she stood up and hit her lower back with the back of her hands.
Gao Yuanyuan also stood up straight. Although she didn't say anything, it could be seen that she felt the same way.
"Are you tired?" Chen Muyang pointed to the old men, uncles and aunts in other fields.
"Look at them. For decades, this land has never been without their presence. They rely on this land for their survival, bending over for their entire lives."
"Have they ever complained of being tired? While people in the city are enjoying the air conditioning and eating watermelon, they are still working bent over in the scorching sun."
"From the moment they planted the seeds, they looked forward to a bountiful harvest. That was the happiest time of their lives."
"So, we are just experiencing it, but they have been doing it their whole lives. What right do we have to complain about being tired in front of them?"
Chen Muyang's words made Deng Zhao, who was herding cattle in the distance, give him a thumbs up.
"Well said!"
"We can understand the hardship they are going through at this moment, but we cannot understand the hunger they suffered during the famine years."
"So everyone must cherish food and refuse to waste it. Let's start with me!"
Yang Xue pursed her lips and said nothing, but she worked more attentively.
〖As expected, Brother Yang still has a correct outlook on life.〗
"I used to live in the countryside. My grandparents worked in the fields every day. Although it was hard work, they always had a smile on their faces and never complained of being tired."
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