It wasn't what she wanted it to be like this.
The main reason is that Song Qinghe is a bit socially anxious and really isn't used to being stared at like this.
After finally reaching the entrance of Lu Zhaolin's courtyard, he opened the door, turned around, and closed it.
The whole movement was done in one smooth motion, as if afraid that if the movement was too slow, it would endanger him.
Song Qinghe felt relieved after she went inside; she felt safer that way.
You'll feel much more comfortable once you relax.
At this moment, across several alleys, Sun Cuiping stood in a dark corner, watching Song Qinghe close the door.
The hatred on her face was almost overflowing.
Both of them came to the countryside, but she had to do heavy work every day, while Song Qinghe did nothing and didn't even go to the countryside, yet she still won the respect of the whole village.
Where would you find something like this?
Sun Cuiping suddenly understood Wu You. Having such an opponent in front of you must be really unbearable.
Thinking back to what the village chief had said earlier, his words were full of praise for Song Qinghe.
Sun Cuiping was even angrier. They had all come to the countryside together, so why was she so outstanding?
If you love to show off, then you must be able to bear the consequences.
Sun Cuiping, her face grim, went back to her rented place to eat!
Song Qinghe rested well at home and planned to go to work in the afternoon.
The village chief was very polite and made things convenient for her.
She couldn't be ungrateful, could she? If she were, it would be truly going too far.
afternoon.
As soon as Song Qinghe arrived at the field, the village chief came to greet her.
"Qinghe, what brings you here?"
"You've finally finished the exams, so take a good rest at home. You don't need to worry about things in the fields."
"Village chief, you still have to go to work. What am I supposed to do this afternoon?"
Song Qinghe hasn't come to work for the past few days, and they can't possibly wait for her alone; they've already assigned her to other jobs.
Seeing her insistence, Lu Jinguang casually assigned Song Qinghe the task of building a nest.
After everyone else finished, her job was to cover each hole with some soil so that the seeds wouldn't be exposed and fail to germinate.
Upon hearing this, Song Qinghe nodded to indicate that she understood.
Lu Jinguang whispered, "It'll be soon. The peanuts are almost planted, and the teacher admission results should be out by the time the wheat is harvested."
"Qinghe, hang in there a little longer."
"Okay, thank you, village chief." Song Qinghe chuckled. She just didn't like doing these kinds of work, not that she couldn't endure the hardship. Besides, after taking the strength pill, she didn't feel it was hard anymore.
But, harvesting wheat?
Song Qinghe asked one more question: "Village chief, do we have a threshing machine after we finish harvesting the wheat?"
Lu Jingguang shook his head: "There's no such thing. There's a stone mill at the west end of our village. After the wheat harvest, we'll transport the wheat there, dry it first, and then grind it little by little with the stone mill."
That was quite tough.
After hearing what Lu Jinguang said, Song Qinghe had a preliminary idea in her mind.
Perhaps she could try drawing the threshing machine as well.
This was invented not long afterward. With today's productivity, building a threshing machine shouldn't be too much of a problem.
Song Qinghe planned to try it out when she got home that night, but she didn't intend to make a fuss until she finished drawing it.
Things are accomplished in secrecy, and ruined by being revealed.
It's definitely not good to advertise it everywhere before it's even finished being drawn.
Moreover, she was too eye-catching.
Who knows how many people are secretly watching her? It would be bad if something unexpected happened.
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