"That's right, Xiaoxi, you are right!"

Shen Qingshan answered the fastest, his voice was decisive.

His eyes were also exceptionally bright, as if there were two small flames burning.

Shen Jiawen was much calmer, but he said, "Xiaoxi, if the eldest and second brothers are not at home, you should not conflict with them."

"Am I wrong then?"

Shen Mingxi stared at Shen Jiawen intently.

"That's right, my second uncle is not honest in his behavior and he favors some over others. It's really disheartening." Shen Jiawen's voice was not loud, but after he said it, he felt particularly happy.

"That's good. As long as my eldest and second brothers protect me, I'm not afraid of anything."

Over the years, most of the beatings and scoldings were blocked by the eldest and second brothers, and Shen Mingxi remembers them all.

"You are my sister, I will definitely protect you. When we come back together in the evening, if grandma wants to beat you, we will stop her."

Shen Qingshan hurriedly assured.

"Okay, big brother and second brother, I understand. Let's go back to the house. We still have to work in the afternoon."

After saying that, Shen Mingxi walked towards the woodshed, followed by Shen Jiawen and Shen Qingshan. At this time, Chen Li had also cleaned up the kitchen. Although there was no clock, she knew that she could still sleep for about half an hour by looking at the sun.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a loud song rang out from the brigade's loudspeaker. This was a song to wake up the members. Then, the busy summer harvest was about to begin.

Shen Mingxi's work for the past two days was arranged together with these five people.

There are some skills and techniques to harvesting wheat, but it is more of a work that relies on physical strength.

Feng Anchen and Li Qing thoroughly experienced the hardship and pain of labor.

When they first arrived, the crops in the fields were growing and the rainfall was adequate, so the most common tasks they performed were weeding and tilling the soil.

Compared to harvesting wheat, it's much easier.

But after these three days, Li Qing felt that he was going to die in the wheat field.

My arms and legs felt as if they were filled with lead, and once I bent my waist, I couldn't straighten it up.

The meal I just had at noon seemed to have been digested.

Not to mention it's such a hot day.

It's so uncomfortable! These are the three words that kept floating in Li Qing's mind.

The morning sunshine was gone from the young face, as if he had just eaten bitter melon, and he couldn't even smile.

The situation of others was not much better, only Shen Mingxi was doing what she was supposed to do.

Without noticing, Shen Mingxi had put some distance between himself and them.

Feng Anchen is in good physical condition. Although he is very tired, it is within an acceptable range.

But this does not mean that he can surpass Shen Mingxi.

Although he was not interested in this, but when he saw the girl turning her head with a slightly frown and a worried look on her face, Feng Anchen became angry. Is this a human? She might be a machine.

Besides, how could a girl work so hard? To use the words of Kaoshan Village, this is to embarrass Feng Anchen sincerely! What does Third Grandpa mean? Is he trying to provoke them with a sixteen-year-old girl? Humph, they just don't fall for it! Feng Anchen thought he should throw away the sickle, put his hands on his hips and tell Third Grandpa Shen that he quit, he was going back to the capital, and he would not keep his word...

His wolf-like eyes tightly grasped the thin figure in front of him, and he cursed in his heart, damn it, I don't believe I can't catch up with her! But suddenly he felt a sharp pain, and he paused, and took the sickle away from his leg. He cut the wrong place! He gritted his teeth and felt extremely annoyed.

Li Qing and Feng Anchen were moving at about the same speed, and were only a few meters apart. Naturally, he noticed that Feng Anchen had stopped. He saw that he was frowning, and with a bad instinct, he walked over a few steps and saw at a glance that Feng Anchen, who had rolled up his trouser legs, had a cut on his calf.

Blood was dripping.

It looks a little scary.

Feng Anchen and Li Qing also loved to fight when they were young, and they were often injured, but after they grew up, that almost never happened.

But this is the first time I have suffered such a wound.

Li Qing thought too much, threw down the sickle, and said to Feng Anchen anxiously, "I'll carry you to the brigade's clinic. This looks a bit scary."

Several other people gathered around.

Jiang Weihong covered her mouth, "Oh my god, this wound is so scary, let's go to the clinic quickly, don't delay..."

Everyone was talking at once, which made Feng Anchen a little annoyed.

At this time, Shen Mingxi naturally saw it as well.

She was a little hesitant.

But when he saw those people surrounding Feng Anchen, he still walked over.

At this time, Feng Anchen was sitting on the ground, surrounded by scattered wheat. Shen Mingxi silently collected the wheat and placed it on the wheat pile on the side, then looked at Feng Anchen.

Coincidentally, Feng Anchen also looked at her with an unfriendly gaze.

Feng Anchen was already in a bad mood, and now he was even more unhappy. What did Shen Mingxi mean by that frown just now? Was he disgusted with them for throwing away the wheat, or was he disgusted with him for being injured and delaying his work? A yellow-haired girl, she thought she was the team leader.

In fact, it was only a matter of seconds. Feng Anchen snorted in his heart and looked away. The cut was quite forceful. To be honest, it really hurt.

Even though it hurts, you can't let anyone see it.

Shen Mingxi had already come over, and Li Qing hurriedly said, "Xiaoxi, I have to carry Feng Anchen to the clinic. Can you help us and Third Grandpa ask for leave?"

"Okay." Shen Mingxi nodded, but glanced at the sickle thrown aside, and said to Li Qing, "Wait a minute..."

After saying this, she ran away quickly without waiting for any response from them.

Wait, what do you mean? Feng Anchen glanced at his calf, which was still bleeding. He wondered, "They say that people with minor injuries should not leave the front line. If he left like this, wouldn't it be a bit of a failure?"

Especially in this rural area, everyone is very tough.

It was only a minute before she started daydreaming. Shen Mingxi came running over with a kettle, parting the golden wheat field. The little girl's face was flushed, her bangs were wet with sweat, and her two big black braids were thrown behind her.

She was in front of Feng Anchen in the blink of an eye, squatted down, turned on the kettle, and was about to press Feng Anchen's knee with her other hand, but was pushed aside by a big hand with distinct joints. Then Feng Anchen shouted angrily, "Don't touch me!"

Shen Mingxi almost fell over. She looked up and saw the boy's face flushed and his eyes gloomy as he stared at her. Was there any wariness, anger, or even disgust in his eyes? Shen Mingxi stood up and took a step back.

She forgot that this was Feng Anchen, a young man from a noble family in the capital. He was always arrogant and had a lot of problems. He probably didn't like being touched by strangers.

Li Qing glanced at his good friend. He knew that Feng Anchen was a mysophobe and didn't like strangers, especially strange girls, touching him. However, scolding him in person was too embarrassing.

Thanks to the book friend 20181208101734598 for the reward~~~~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)