Jiang Yu turned the air conditioner to its lowest setting in the room, which relieved the discomfort considerably.
As soon as Chen Cixiu returned to his room, he felt a gust of cold air. It had rained lightly today, so the village wasn't very hot.
But isn't the air conditioner set a little too low?
Curious, she peeked into the bedroom and found Jiang Yu facing the air conditioner. She turned around after hearing the sound.
Their eyes met.
Jiang Yu had never had such an experience before.
So I didn't think about it any other way.
I just felt that my grandmother must have put too much in the wine that my grandfather brewed, which caused me to feel like there was a fire burning inside my body.
But after seeing Chen Cixiu, she suddenly understood her grandmother's meaning a little, but she was not quite sure.
Chen Cixiu saw that Jiang Yu's face was very red, her cheeks were the red of a ripe apple.
He asked anxiously, "Wife, what's wrong?"
Jiang Yu looked at Chen Cixiu's lips.
His lips were still slightly rosy, as if he had just drunk some alcohol, and he looked very appetizing.
Jiang Yu didn't speak, but moved closer to him.
Chen Cixiu smelled a delicate fragrance emanating from Jiang Yu's breath.
Before he could react, a hand was tucked into his belt.
Jiang Yu grabbed his collar with one hand and pulled hard, causing Chen Cixiu and her to fall onto the bed.
These two, who are no longer novices, have a very good grasp of emotions.
Chen Cixiu understood Jiang Yu's meaning, kissing her skin, unwilling to let go of every inch of this territory that belonged exclusively to him.
When the brain is full of blood, all external sounds can be ignored.
Jiang Yu was also encroaching on this ocean that belonged only to her; she wanted Chen Cixiu's body to relieve her heat.
Um!
Feeling the refreshing coolness of the spring, Jiang Yu finally understood why her grandmother had mysteriously made her drink that bowl of stuff.
But she liked it very much.
I finally get a chance to rest properly.
Naturally, one must first set aside the concepts of moderation and restraint.
Strange noises were coming from outside for some unknown reason, but the two ignored them, as they were listening to each other's heavy, deep breathing.
Chen Cixiu, in particular, was even more excited by the sound of the wind coming from Jiang Yu.
Seemingly feeling a bit tired of this, Chen Cixiu whispered something in Jiang Yu's ear.
"Sister, can you stand up? Hmm?"
Jiang Yu looked at him with a blushing face, and nodded as if she had made a very important decision.
When people are happiest, they are most likely to discard any thoughts that could make them feel ashamed, because their brains have already been occupied by something else.
Grandpa and Grandma are going to sleep too.
But before falling asleep, Grandpa felt that Grandma was acting a little strange.
He asked, "Old woman, what are you grinning about?"
"That's because we'll soon have grandparents and grandchildren again."
Grandma said with a smile.
"You."
Grandpa understood immediately and didn't say much, but he had a smile on his face when he went to sleep that night.
The next morning.
Jiang Yu declined the invitation to have breakfast.
Chen Cixiu, on the other hand, ate with great relish.
Grandma's eyes were full of smiles when she saw how energetic the young man was today.
"Xiao Xiu, do you know how to do farm work?"
Grandpa came over with a hoe and asked Chen Cixiu a question.
Chen Cixiu had no idea how to do farm work; he hadn't even gone to the fields since his last visit to Luotan Village.
Children who grew up in the city would never know how to do farm work.
Grandpa realized he'd said something pointless, so he suggested, "How about you help Grandpa turn over the soil today?"
"Sure."
Chen Cixiu naturally wouldn't refuse to help, but he found it a little funny that he had unexpectedly experienced rural life.
"Good, not bad, a child who is willing to get down to the ground is a good child."
Grandpa said with a smile.
Chen Cixiu followed his maternal grandfather to the fields.
He originally thought it was just the one near his house, but he didn't expect it would actually be in the fields.
“There’s a technique to tilling the land. We only have three-tenths of a plot, so Grandpa doesn’t need to use a machine to till it. You can see how Grandpa tills it.”
Grandpa swung his hoe, dug at the ground, lifted the soil, and then hooked it behind him.
"Did you understand?" Grandpa asked.
Chen Cixiu nodded. It shouldn't be too difficult.
He tried to do the same, but found that his hoe struck the ground as if it were hitting a block of iron.
"Oh, that's not how it is."
Grandpa found that the city kids were really something else. Not to mention Chen Cixiu, even his grandson was like that. Since they had never done farm work since they were young, how could they know these things?
Grandpa taught Chen Cixiu: "Don't put the hoe on your head and swing it down. It may seem like you can use a lot of strength, but it's all useless. You should lift the hoe up a little and then use a little force to swing it down."
With a loud bang, Grandpa turned over the soil.
Chen Cixiu has truly mastered it.
Lift it up, use force, and after the land rises, pull it slightly behind you, and the land will be turned over.
"That's it, that's it. Three-tenths of an acre, can the two of us finish it before noon?"
Chen Cixiu looked at the three-tenths of an acre; it wasn't much, so it shouldn't be too difficult.
"Grandpa, you rest, I can do it now," Chen Cixiu said to his grandfather.
Grandpa laughed and said, "Alright, don't be stubborn."
Chen Cixiu didn't understand at first, but he did tonight.
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