"Look at her, she's so pretty, a real beauty, she doesn't look like someone who can do housework at all!"
The person next to her looked at Lin Yuxi and agreed, saying, "Indeed, with her small arms and legs, and pretty face. So this is what a pampered capitalist's daughter looks like. She doesn't look like someone who's here to work at all."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaotong became more and more excited, "Look, as soon as she arrived, so many men's eyes were practically glued to her. What's the use of being good-looking? She's worthless."
She was so jealous. She looked at Lin Yuxi, whose face and neck were glowing white, while she herself looked sallow.
He Meifang, hands on her hips, pointed at a woman in the crowd and began to unleash her full force.
"Zhao Xiaotong, I think you're still too full. If you go hungry for a couple of meals, you won't meddle in other people's business."
"Just because you're jealous of someone's good looks doesn't mean you can find fault with them. Who are you trying to belittle in front of me?"
"So what if they're capitalists? Did they rip you off or eat your rice?"
“People who come to work deserve praise. They are much better than you, you lazy woman. If you don’t tighten your belt and get to work, let’s see how much grain you get.”
In front of so many people, He Meifang's mouth was like poison, and Zhao Xiaotong was so scolded that she couldn't lift her head.
She was so angry that tears were about to stream down her face. Especially since people nearby had started whispering among themselves, and everyone in the wheat field knew her name. She had lost face big time.
"So what if Zhao Xiaotong is an educated youth? She was sent down to the countryside and didn't eat a single grain of rice from her family. Why are you making such a fuss?"
"Tch, she's used to living in the city. She always acts all high and mighty, looking down on everyone."
"Because she was unlucky. She had been working in the countryside for several years and was so thin and pale from hunger that she was slow at working. She had to borrow grain every time she could get a bite to eat."
"What's the difference between educated youth going to the countryside and being sent down to the countryside? They're all from the same village, so why put each other in a difficult position?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaotong squatted down in the wheat field and started crying pitifully. But despite her tears, the wheat still had to be harvested.
She couldn't stand Lin Yuxi's beauty, but what good was beauty if she toiled in the fields every day? She'd soon become a haggard old woman like her. She didn't believe Lin Yuxi could endure that hardship.
...
Lin Yuxi was unaware that so many people were talking about her. It was only seven in the morning, but the sun was already shining, and the wheat field in front was already full of people. They had to move to the back.
Apart from the two elderly women who only needed two rows of wheat, the three of them needed a total of fifteen rows.
“In the past, the harvest was in June or July, but now the wheat has dried in May, so we have to harvest it.” Gu Zhixiang pointed to the large wheat field and said, “There are several other wheat fields over there. I’ll teach you how to harvest them.”
"No need, no need. Harvesting wheat is nothing. No need to teach me." Grandpa Lin wore a straw hat, bent down, and held a sickle in his hand. He swung the sickle up and down, and soon he had harvested a few handfuls of wheat. Then he put them together neatly, like a fan.
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