Chapter 120
Song Yan, who had no idea of Qin Huan's thoughts, nodded, stood up and got out of the car.
After calling out the names of the students, the teacher turned and left.
Song Linye looked at the teacher's receding back.
This teacher is really generous.
Song Linye looked at them.
"Or leave"
""
A person whom Song Linye didn't know but knew Song Linye was looking at him.
With a look of approval, he said, "I support you, Father Song. How about we team up?"
Song Linye looked at him with disdain and opened his mouth, "No."
The people around quickly grabbed this bold and courageous monk.
"You can't team up with anyone else, but you still want to team up with Father Song. Do you want to die?"
"I'm not."
He quickly shook his head, "No, I just blurted it out on a whim. How could I possibly compare to the academic genius?"
The man nodded, "You know you can't compare, so that's enough."
That person.
“…”
I'm just saying, why are you so presumptuous?
Turn your face away.
Don't look at people who make sarcastic remarks.
Song Linye took Song Yanguo and Lu Xingyan to the only small house in the village.
"Uncle Nian."
The old man came out from outside, squinting his eyes and looking around. Who, who is calling him?
Song Linye looked at Uncle Nian speechlessly, staring into the distance without even glancing at anything nearby.
I patted Uncle Nian’s loose clothes twice.
"Uncle, look here."
Uncle Nian lowered his head and looked at the master who was familiar yet unfamiliar.
His eyes were full of curiosity.
Song Yan laughed so hard that he cried like a goose.
"Song Linye, are you kidding me? Do you think I know you?"
Song Linye kicked Song Yan without any hesitation.
"Song Linye"
Song Linye looked up at the old man, his heart beating fast. He hadn't seen the old man for a long time, and he didn't know if the old man still remembered him.
Uncle Nian lifted the man up, held Song Linye's face with his rough hands, and looked at the person in front of him.
It took me a long time to react.
"It's you, Ono."
Song Linye breathed a sigh of relief. "I was so scared. I thought you didn't remember me."
Uncle Nian hugged Song Linye like a good brother, "How could it be possible that I could forget anyone but you."
Lu Xingyan nodded aside, looking at the surprisingly pink small western-style building.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
This is exactly Song Linye's aesthetic.
Song Yan nodded aside. There was no one else except Song Linye who was so fanatical.
Uncle Nian was so happy that he took the three of them home.
He knew that Song Linye and his companions were not ordinary people, and there was a chicken in the kitchen.
Song Linye looked at you running around the kitchen with chickens and sighed, "No need, sir. I gained three pounds the last time I came to your place."
Who knew that Uncle Nian would shake his head.
"No, you will have so much work to do. How can you work if you don't have enough to eat?"
In the end, three people couldn't stop the old man, and you had to watch helplessly as the other chickens stood quietly in the cage, not even daring to crow.
The way I tucked my tail between my legs made Song Yan laugh.
"Qin Huan, does this look like the way you went to the police station before?"
Qin Huan's face darkened as he tried hard to defend himself.
"No, Brother Yan, didn't we agree not to mention these dark histories anymore? Why are you still bringing them up?"
Song Yan covered his mouth with one hand, his eyes filled with surprise.
"Oh, I forgot again. But it doesn't matter. Now that everyone knows it, it's no longer a secret. I don't have to keep it for you anymore."
Qin Huan: ...
That's the truth.
While the old man was busy, Song Linye led his men into the cornfield skillfully.
Looking at the village, there is corn as far as the eye can see.
Song Yan felt his scalp tingling.
How come there is still so much corn?
"Song Linye, you harvested corn here last year."
Song Linye shook his head. "No, I came here last summer vacation. The corn wasn't ripe yet when I arrived. I just watered it every day because it's too dry here."
Song Yan's scalp wasn't just tingling now; he was completely overwhelmed.
"You have so much land to clean up, don't you have anyone else to help?"
Song Linye nodded and shook his head, "You really want others, one for each family or one for each of the two families."
Song Yan tilted his head and looked at Lu Xingyan and Qin Huan who were silent.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I can't do it."
"I didn't do any of these things."
The two of them talked together.
Song Yan looked at the two men with confused faces, and both of them sighed.
Song Linye asked curiously,
"Lu Xingyan is a solid omega, and he's never been exposed to these things before, so how come you don't know about this?"
Qin Huan's eyes widened. "That's a good question. I'm a senior in high school and I'm not planning on going to the countryside. Besides, even if I were to go, it wouldn't be my turn."
Qin Huan was right. If you participated in the rural activities, it meant that you wouldn't have to see your homework or your annoying teacher for the next week.
Song Linye sighed pretentiously, "Look how hard we're working now."
Lu Xingyan clenched his fists. What should he do? His fists became hard again.
How can a person be so annoying?
Under the leadership of Song Linye, Song Yan and the other two finally learned how to use the harvester.
Sitting on the harvester, Song Linye patted the steering wheel.
I smack my lips for some reason, but every time I'm here, I always feel like I'm the king of the world, and all the other people are just ants.
Song Linye looked at the three people watching his performance below, with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
"Buzz buzz buzz."
Lu Xingyan covered his ears; the noisy sound gave him a headache.
Song Linye sat on the harvester, waving his hand and looking at the three people below.
"Xingxing, do you think I look handsome when I drive a harvester?"
Lu Xingyan looked at him like this and opened his mouth.
Covering his head with one hand, he pointed his head at Song Yan and said, "Can you find a way to get this guy for me?"
Song Yan shook his head, "I can't."
Qin Huan was an honest child, so he spoke directly, "Uncle Song, come down, I want to drive too."
Song Yan tried to stop him but failed to stop the man.
Let Qin Huan run to Song Linye's side.
Song Linye looked at Qin Huan standing next to him and was extremely happy.
He was laughing so happily.
Pull someone over and teach him how to use it.
Shift gears,
Speed up.
Qin Huan listened very seriously.
Song Yan and Lu Xingyan looked at the two people with complicated expressions, one daring to teach and the other daring to learn.
Both of them held their foreheads.
Lu Xingyan looked at him.
"Song Yan, this is your childhood sweetheart, not your half-brother."
Song Yan had a complicated expression.
"I...don't worry, he is 100% loyal to you."
Lu Xingyan, "Oh, I see."
After Uncle Nian finished cooking, he walked around the small house but couldn't find the three people.
Find the cornfield.
Looking at the two people driving the harvester.
There were two people standing nearby, stunned.
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