Chapter 128: The Landlord's Farmhand
The next morning, the New Year began.
Qin Xiangnuan came out of the house, stretching lazily, waving her arms with a refreshed look. Seeing the good weather, she said to herself, "It seems that I can get most of the things done today."
In the past few days, Madam Qin, Liu and Zou have taken advantage of the time to rest and prepare all the clothes and other items needed for the general's mansion. The cart has also been repaired, and it seems that the next journey of exile will be much easier.
"Cousin, as you instructed, everyone in the village is waiting in the fields!"
Qin Feng was worried that Qin Xiangnuan hadn't gotten enough sleep, so he stayed outside the door without calling her. He didn't tell her what had happened until she came out after packing up. Qin Xiangnuan nodded, picked up the hoe from the corner next to the house, put it on her shoulder, and walked towards the edge of the field.
The temperature was still a little low, and the hot air Qin Xiangnuan exhaled turned into white mist.
She felt playful and opened her mouth to compete with Qin Feng to see whose breath of white air could reach farther and be thicker. The two of them had a great time playing, and it wasn't until they reached the fields that Qin Xiangnuan put away her smile. She walked over to Hei Lao Da and marked out a few spots with her hands. "It's cold now, and the ground has become hard. It will definitely be difficult for everyone to do it, but I can't wait until spring, so I have to do it now."
"I hope everyone will understand."
Qin Xiangnuan finished speaking, then stepped on a stone, standing a little higher, and said loudly, "In these places, you can dig down. The deeper the better. Second in command, bring a few people and bring the wooden things you made yesterday over here. Assemble them here and bury them all. Remember, bury everything below the line I drew in the ground, and fill it back with soil to make it more secure."
"If there is even the slightest mistake, it will definitely affect the final result."
Qin Xiangnuan's expression was serious. After she finished speaking, she took the lead and took turns using the hoe to start digging a hole in the ground.
She'd done this kind of rough work often before. After all, as a secret agent, she occasionally needed to go undercover and conceal her identity while carrying out missions. She'd worked as a cleaner and a laborer, even as a farmer and an assembly line worker. Naturally, she wasn't so pretentious, but Qin Xiangnuan had forgotten that the original owner of this body was a pampered daughter. After just two swings, she felt a dull sting in her knuckles and palms.
Qin Xiangnuan raised her hand and looked, and found that her palm had been rubbed red, and there were even signs of blisters.
She paused, and the gang leader looked at Qin Xiangnuan with a questioning look in his eyes. The people around her were working hard, and Qin Xiangnuan naturally didn't want to stand out. She just smiled faintly, stopped digging, and continued digging. The cold weather made the soil feel like stone, and digging it up required all her strength.
After half an incense stick of time, Qin Xiangnuan felt sore in her arms and sweat all over.
Blisters had formed on her palms, and her knuckles were bleeding and burning. Qin Xiangnuan paused for a moment, thinking of wrapping them with the gauze she was holding before continuing, but the next second, a pair of hands suddenly reached out from her side and took her hoe.
"Prince?"
Qin Xiangnuan looked at the newcomer in surprise. Jiang Lin tied his hair with a jade crown, changed into light clothes, and stood in her original position. "Let a man do this kind of thing. You just watch from the side and give instructions..." His words were full of concern and care. Who couldn't hear it?
The gangster was holding a bowl of hot tea, wanting Qin Xiangnuan to rest for a while, but he was one step too late and had to turn around.
"How could I trouble you, Your Highness, to do such rough work? It was my fault for meddling in other people's business and insisting on staying to help the villagers. It has nothing to do with Your Highness, and I feel really guilty about it." Qin Xiangnuan tried to push or pull the hoe back from Jiang Lin's hand, but as soon as she reached out, Jiang Lin grabbed her wrist, looked back at her, and said with a smile on his face, "If you want to thank me, why not make me another bowl of noodles tonight?"
Although the shredded chicken noodles were delicious, they were not some kind of delicacy.
What has the prince of Xiaoyao Marquis's Mansion not eaten? Saying this is just to give her a way out.
Qin Xiangnuan knew it well, but she didn't want to refuse Jiang Lin anymore. She bowed slightly and stood by with her hands folded, watching, "Thank you very much, my Lord."
"You don't have to be so distant with me in the future. We've known each other for a while and can be considered friends. Just call me Jiang Lin..." He said to Qin Xiangnuan, wielding his hoe with his head down. Qin Xiangnuan raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the undercurrent and dark wind around her, and said cheerfully: "Okay, Jiang Lin, hurry up. We need to sort everything out here before sunset. Don't waste time."
This... is completely different from before!
Jiang Lin paused his movements and looked back at Qin Xiangnuan's cunning and unceremonious expression. He had so many words in his mind that he couldn't say them. Who asked him to come and help? Now, it was like he had become Qin Xiangnuan's long-term worker. "Yes, Third Miss."
"Okay, okay." Qin Xiangnuan was really rude. She just sat on the stone and stared at Jiang Lin's back.
Some people are born with grace. Even when doing farm work, Jiang Lin manages to project an air of elegance. The angle at which the hoe meets the ground is precise, stirring up no dust but instead accurately digging up the soil. Qin Xiangnuan's mouth itched, and she silently thought to herself that if she had a plate of sunflower seeds, sipping tea and watching Jiang Lin digging the ground, it would certainly be much more interesting and pleasing than listening to a book in the capital.
Thinking of this, Qin Xiangnuan unconsciously crossed her legs and acted like a landlord's wife.
"Cough cough." Anliu couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he coughed twice as a reminder.
Jiang Lin glanced back in surprise, his eyes narrowing dangerously at Qin Xiangnuan's movements. Qin Xiangnuan sensed something was wrong and quickly pressed her legs down. A small, white smile revealed her teeth, and she respectfully raised her hands to coax the prince. "Please continue. My legs are a little numb, and I wanted to knock. I absolutely have no intention of offending or watching the fun!" She raised three fingers to her ears and swore in a mock manner.
"Have you ever thought about what to do next?"
Jiang Lin didn't bother with her. He just looked at the villagers resting in the distance and asked in a low voice.
Qin Xiangnuan followed his gaze and noticed those guys who were lazy and unwilling to work, just waiting for others to work hard. The light in her eyes turned cold, and her tone lowered as she said, "I will naturally make it clear to Brother Hei. I can help you temporarily, but not forever. I'm just doing what I should do. As for the fate of others, it has nothing to do with me. If I let go and miss the opportunity, it won't be my fault if I starve to death."
"I'm not a Bodhisattva. Do I have to carry them to the border?"
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