When Shen Qingli woke up, Meng Xiao was sitting on a stool at the door weaving a cage.
"You also have this skill?" She moved a small stool and sat opposite him.
"After you fell asleep in the afternoon, I went to find an old man in the village to learn it. If you don't make a nest, are you going to let the rabbit sleep with you?" Meng Xiao teased her.
Shen Qingli imitated his gestures and said, "I don't even know when I fell asleep. We didn't even have lunch."
"Are you hungry? Let me take you to the state-owned restaurant in town to eat something?" Meng Xiao said as he was about to stop what he was doing and stand up.
"I'm not hungry. I just woke up and have no appetite at all." Shen Qingli shook his head. He stood up, walked into the room, and picked up a book from the desk. "You edit it, I'll read for a while."
"Well, let's see."
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dimmed, and wisps of smoke rose from the village.
"Qingqing, wait until tomorrow to watch it. It will hurt your eyes after dark." After an unknown amount of time, he finished the work in his hands, opened the kitchen door, took the rabbit out and put it in the cage.
"The autumn harvest is tomorrow. Are you okay with it? It probably won't be finished in two or three days." As they sat together for dinner, Meng Xiao worried about her small body and how much she could handle it. "How about asking the team leader for leave later?"
"No need. If I can't do it, I'll just do it slowly. I won't tire myself out by trying to be stubborn." Shen Qingli didn't want to be treated specially.
"Okay, then I'll try to finish early tomorrow and help you."
"good"
…
On an autumn morning, even the air has a hint of coolness.
Shen Qingli arrived at the field that the team leader had just divided up. He stretched, put on his gloves, and began to harvest swiftly.
Although she had never cut wheat before, she cut grass for pigs every day and did it quite well by imitating others.
The more I cut, the more skilled I become! I didn't know how long it had been since I had been working so hard. Finally, I was so tired that I couldn't stand it anymore. Shen Qingli stood up and gently pounded his waist and arms.
He took out a pot of spiritual spring water from the space and gulped it down. Instantly, he felt half of the fatigue in his body dissipate. He refilled the pot and continued to work hard.
Sweat beads condensed and dripped without wiping
Shen Qingli has never been a flower in a greenhouse!
She usually just wants to play badly and stay in her comfort zone. But when it's her turn to work, she will not hesitate at all!
Although I slack off sometimes, I’m not really a bad fisher!
During the autumn harvest, no one went home for lunch. Instead, every household brought their own food and ate it in the fields. Afterwards, they could lie down and rest for a while.
Shen Qingli took out the thermos and kettle from the space, walked to the big tree at the end of the field, sat down and started eating. The rice and two stir-fried dishes made in the morning were placed in the space to keep fresh, and they were still hot.
As she was leisurely eating, she heard the woman working in the fields next to her chatting with her: "Shen Zhiqing, you are really capable! You have harvested as much as I have harvested in this afternoon, even though I have been farming for decades."
Shen Qingli smiled and said, "I'm used to cutting grass for pigs."
"Do you have a partner?" the old lady asked again.
"Yes." Shen Qingli was full after a few mouthfuls of food. She was sweating and had no appetite. She put away her lunch box and held it in her hand. "Auntie, I'm going to work first." She said and walked towards the field.
"Okay, Shen Zhiqing, take a break and do your work!"
"good."
Shen Qingli picked up the sickle again and did not put it down until sunset.
"Is my little girl so capable?" Shen Qingli was stunned when the voice appeared beside her. Then she turned her head and looked behind her in surprise.
"Why did you come just now?"
She just squatted on the ground and looked up at him. It wasn't because she thought he was late, she just wanted to act coquettishly with him!
Meng Xiao reached out and wiped the sweat off her forehead
"Are you tired?"
"I'm so tired, I'm about to faint!" Her voice unconsciously became a little coquettish.
"You take a rest, I'm here." Meng Xiao rubbed her hair.
"It's getting dark, let's go home!" Shen Qingli was indeed tired. She had already done most of the work that was supposed to take two days.
"That's fine. I'm done with my work. I'll help you tomorrow. Let's go home."
"I can't stand up, please help me!" Shen Qingli found that she really liked to act coquettishly with Meng Xiao, and Meng Xiao also fell for her tricks.
He reached out and pulled her up, took her to the edge of the field to pick up the thermos and kettle, and the two of them walked home slowly, hand in hand.
"Brother Meng, I heard a passage. I'll recite it to you."
"good."
She spoke slowly:
“If you write about the countryside, you can’t just write about the countryside.
We must write about how our ancestors faced the earth and worked hard for the sky.
Write about the cornerstone of the country and the root of the Chinese nation.
Write about the gratitude of a pair of calloused hands holding rice
Writing about simple food can also nourish people
Writing greatness from the ordinary
Writing about the ordinary is also true
Write about the evening when neighbors sat under the big tree to enjoy the cool
Write about praying day and night for a good harvest and favorable weather
…(Borrowed from TikTok)
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