When Xu Yan arrived at the edge of the field with his family, including two adults and two children, Xie Zhuo knew that his father-in-law hadn't listened to him.
It's one thing for everyone else to be absent, but Xu Yan also came.
Xie Zhuo frowned.
Xu Yan didn't sleep all night, and looked tired in the morning. He thought she would take a nap in the morning, but she still came over.
He quickly shoveled the grass under his hands and stuffed it into a sack, then took a few steps to the edge of the field and stopped Xu Cangsong before he could use the shovel.
“Dad, the field is all dirt, don’t get your clothes dirty,” Xie Zhuo said. “Why don’t we just take a walk around here?”
“It’s alright,” Xu Cangsong said. “You can wash your clothes if they’re dirty. The sooner I finish helping you, the sooner you can get some rest.”
“Exactly, how long will it take you to finish this all by yourself? The sun will get really strong soon,” Chen Lihua added.
Xie Zhuo wanted to say something, but the elderly couple had already gotten out of bed.
However, his movements were clearly not very skilled.
Just as Xie Zhuo was about to turn around to stop him again, Xu Yan grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Xie Zhuo looked at her.
Since he couldn't resist kissing her a little longer this morning, she hasn't spoken to him all morning, and even drinking the sweet porridge he served her didn't seem to appease her.
“Never mind that, just keep doing your thing,” Xu Yan said. “The sooner we finish, the sooner we can go home. I don’t want to be in the sun, I want to go back to sleep.”
Because of those words, Xie Zhuo immediately got out of bed and continued working.
Chen Lihua and Xu Cangsong didn't hear what Xu Yan and Xie Zhuo said, but seeing that their daughter's words had made Xie Zhuo obedient, the two exchanged a glance.
Weeding is really the simplest farm work.
Even beginners will figure out how to use the shovel quickly and easily after ten or twenty minutes.
Chen Lihua and Xu Cangsong learned very quickly, but their speed was not as fast as Xie Zhuo's, though it wasn't slow either.
Everyone in Qingshan Brigade knew that Xu Yan's parents had arrived, and they were all waiting to see the excitement at Xie Laosan's house.
After all, city people are arrogant and look down on others; they wouldn't look down on a poor, rough country man who has lost his parents and siblings.
Judging from the way they smashed up the Xie family's door yesterday, they probably already took action!
This morning when they came to work, some people stared at Xie Zhuo's face for a long time, trying to find any trace of injury.
Not only did they not find any wounds, but the more they looked, the more they felt that Xie Laosan did indeed look better than he had a while ago.
What happened?
Did she get a face transplant after getting married?
Granny Qian still had nothing nice to say. After stroking Xie Zhuo's face, she snorted coldly, "Who can even touch his face? He's probably covered in injuries!"
Granny Tian chimed in with her own tale, "Yesterday, the way his father-in-law acted, I would have believed he'd slashed him twice with a knife."
The news spread, and by the time they reached the field, some people heard that Xie Zhuo's left arm had been slashed by his father-in-law.
He usually rolls up his sleeves, but he didn't today because he wanted to cover his wound and avoid people seeing it.
If you look closely at his left hand, do you notice that his fingertips are always unconsciously rubbing back and forth?
I just grit my teeth and bear the pain because it's so unbearable!
I don't know who made up this obviously false story, but a lot of people believed it anyway.
When Liu Mancang leaned over and cautiously poked Xie Zhuo's arm, Xie Zhuo gave him a look as if he were an idiot.
"Your arm..."
"It's broken," Xie Zhuo coldly interrupted before Liu Mancang could finish speaking. "I sawed off a piece of wood and attached it. Don't touch it. If you touch it and it falls off, I'll chop your hand off."
Liu Mancang: "..."
The way Third Brother keeps talking nonsense is really... making my teeth ache.
“No, then why are you pulling your sleeves down?” Liu Mancang said. “Aren’t you hot?”
Xie Zhuo raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "It's not hot."
Liu Mancang shut up.
Once Liu Mancang's attention was no longer on Xie Zhuo, Xie Zhuo gently pressed his left arm with his right hand, then felt there was no need to cover up a tooth mark.
He had no idea that his simple action would be spread around and that some idiots would actually believe he had lost an arm.
This scene is something that no one in the entire Qingshan Brigade expected.
Chen Lihua and Xu Cangsong not only didn't bother Xie Zhuo, but they also came to the fields to help him weed.
Were they all seeing things, or were they hallucinating from heatstroke early in the morning?
It's impossible no matter how you look at it!
"They're just concerned about saving face," someone guessed. "After all, some city people are really concerned about saving face. Even if there's chaos at home, they'll still pretend to be all smiles in public."
"Heh," Liu Mancang sneered, "Just like your family?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the aunt glared at him and said, "Liu Mancang, did I say anything to you? You're just talking nonsense here."
"I'm talking nonsense?" Liu Mancang continued to sneer. "You think everyone in the whole brigade doesn't know this? How interesting!"
"You!" The person was furious.
But before he could finish speaking, Liu Mancang interrupted him, "What? You're allowed to spread rumors about others behind their backs, but others aren't allowed to talk about you?"
The auntie stopped talking.
Liu Mancang then continued to bury himself in his work.
Although the others also kept glancing at Xie Zhuo and there was a lot of discussion, there weren't any particularly malicious words. They mostly just kept their heads down and did their own work.
After all, watching the excitement is secondary; work points are the most important thing for the family.
Only Han Xiaoyu, standing not far away and looking at the field from a distance, had a gloomy expression.
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