As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, Old Mrs. Li started cursing again.
"little bitch"
"That's enough. Don't think that just because you're my elder, I won't dare do anything to you."
Ang Lee really couldn't stand anyone scolding his daughter, even if she was his nominal step-daughter.
Old Mrs. Li couldn't stand it anymore. Li An, who had never dared to say a word in her hands before, was confronting her again and again.
He raised his hand and slapped Li An in the face.
Li An was ready to dodge before the slap came.
Finally, it looked like his stepmother's hand was blocked.
Li An said happily: "Daughter, why are you here?"
"Dad, Mom asked me to ask you to go back for dinner."
"Oh, okay, let's go now."
When Li An looked at Li Mengyue, all he had in his heart and eyes was his daughter, so how could he look at anyone else?
The daughter told him to go home for dinner, but he turned around and left without thinking.
Now, not only Mrs. Li, but even Old Man Li was dumbfounded.
"Second brother, you..."
Old Mrs. Li wanted to say something, but Li Mengyue looked at her with cold eyes, as if even the air froze.
Old Mrs. Li felt a biting chill passing through her pupils and directly reaching her heart.
"What?"
"No, nothing, I didn't want to say anything, yes, I just didn't want to say anything."
Old Mrs. Li waved her hands and backed away.
Li Mengyue didn't want to teach Old Lady Li a lesson in front of Li An.
Seeing that the other party was very cowardly, he glanced at Old Man Li and the not much rice that had been harvested, and went home with his father.
Old man Li didn't want to harvest the rice in the first place. When Li An was called away by Li Mengyue, he also prepared to go back to sleep.
*
Late at night, everything is quiet.
Of the eight villages under Qingshan Town, except Zhulin Village, the other seven villages are under the silvery moonlight.
Whether children or adults, everyone stayed up all night, shuttling back and forth in the fields.
Some people were harvesting rice, while others were loading it onto trucks to take it home.
Due to the special circumstances, Li Mengyue had long ago contributed her family's ox cart and mule to help the villagers collect grain.
The villagers of Xinghua Village were united as never before, just to harvest the rice as soon as possible.
After a busy day, everyone was exhausted.
But there was still a lot of rice in the field that had not been harvested, so he could only drag his tired body and continue to bend over and repeat the same action.
"Li De, take a break and drink some cold tea."
"Okay, I'm thirsty."
Li De, who was harvesting rice, stopped for a moment when he heard Li An calling him, and took the bowl to drink.
"Gudong, gudong."
As the cold tea goes down my throat, a cool feeling spreads from deep within my mouth and slowly diffuses throughout my chest. The heat in my body is instantly taken away, and my breathing becomes smoother.
It was as if the fatigue brought to the body by working in the fields for a whole day was relieved in an instant.
And the slight bitterness left on the tip of the tongue makes the spirit more full.
"Where did you get the herbal tea?"
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