Lin Xiangnan's words were like a poisoned needle.
It precisely struck the softest, most vulnerable spot in Shen Yishan's heart.
Her face drained of all color in an instant.
His lips trembled violently, but he couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.
yes.
She's stupid.
But what else could she do besides being stupid?
Her family had told her since she was little that Gu Jinzhou was her fiancé, that he would love her and protect her, and that now that they were in this place, shouldn't they support each other even more?
She didn't understand, and didn't want to understand. Apart from clinging tightly to Gu Jinzhou, she didn't know what else to do. He had promised to protect her and pamper her!
If Gu Jinzhou were here and knew what she was thinking, he would probably be furious. It was Shen Yishan's parents and her own irresponsible parents who told her to love and protect her, not him, Gu Jinzhou!
Unfortunately, he wasn't a mind reader and didn't know what she was thinking.
Ruan Tang couldn't understand her thoughts either. She turned her head, her almond-shaped eyes glistening with water, and glanced at Lin Xiangnan and Shen Yishan before ignoring them.
She continued pushing forward with the wooden fork in her hand.
Golden ears of wheat tumbled under the scorching sun, releasing a humid, sweltering steam that clung to people's faces, almost suffocating them.
By the end of June, the sun had made no attempt to conceal its malevolence.
The light was like countless scalding needles, mercilessly burning everyone's skin and bringing a searing pain.
The only sounds in the threshing ground were the rustling of turning the straw and the heavy, labored breathing that could not be suppressed.
This is a race against fate.
Wheat that has been soaked by rain will increase the risk of mold and sprouting if it is left in the sun for even a little longer.
From dawn to noon, the intense labor hardly stopped for a moment.
Even Lin Xiangnan, a girl from a military family with a strong physique, was so tired that she couldn't straighten her back. She was groaning and complaining, and sweat was streaming down her face, blurring her vision.
The first to collapse was undoubtedly Shen Yishan.
She was already delicate and weak, with no strength to even kill a chicken, so the heavy wooden fork in her hands felt like it weighed a ton.
Her face was deathly pale, her lips were cracked and peeling, and her large, watery eyes were filled with despair as she desperately followed Gu Jinzhou's figure in the distance.
pity.
Gu Jinzhou seemed to have gone blind.
He pushed the heavy cart past her without looking at her, not even sparing her a glance.
Clang—
Another cart was pushed over, its heavy wheels rolling across the ground before coming to a steady stop a short distance away.
Yan Yu's tall figure walked out from behind the car.
He remained as relaxed and carefree as ever; this little bit of work was no burden for him at all.
The moment he put down the cart, his gaze precisely locked onto Ruan Tang in the crowd.
When he saw the little girl's temples damp with sweat and her rosy face tanned by the sun, his brows furrowed instantly.
Deep within the man's eyes surged a heartache so intense it seemed impossible to dispel.
He strode over and, with an undeniable force, took the wooden fork from Ruan Tang's hand.
"Go rest under the tree."
The man's voice was deep and hoarse, every word carrying a commanding tone.
Before Ruan Tang could react, he had already wielded the wooden fork and quickly turned over the large patch of wheat straw in front of her.
The movements were fast, accurate, and ruthless.
The grain was spread out even more evenly than that of the most experienced women at the threshing ground.
After doing all this, he put the wooden fork aside, turned around and walked to Ruan Tang, bowing slightly.
He leaned close to her and said in a warm voice that only the two of them could hear:
"You're not allowed to work this afternoon. I'll take over your work."
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