Chapter 59 Big Brother Takes First Place
The sunlight penetrates the mist and shines on the wide fields.
In the fields, farmers dressed in simple clothes, straw hats and holding tools in their hands were working in the fields.
When Chen Yan and his two companions arrived at the busy farming area, they saw a figure that didn't fit in.
Cen Zheping was wearing a shirt and leather shoes, sweating profusely, and bending over in the field to harvest peanuts in a very awkward manner.
Cen Yuankai, the brat who had snatched Youyou’s toy before, was sitting on the edge of the field, with his father’s suit under his butt, and an apple that came from nowhere in his hand, which he was eating with a crunching sound.
Chen Yan didn't have a good impression of the father and son. He just took a look and left the cornfield.
The guests’ task was to harvest the designated area of corn, peanuts and sweet potatoes.
Chen Yan and Du Ze both chose to harvest corn, Mi Huan harvested sweet potatoes, and Cen Zheping harvested peanuts.
Rows of tall corn stalks swayed in the wind, and golden corn cobs stood upright.
Chen Yan didn't rush to start, but asked for advice from an experienced fellow villager.
Under the guidance of his fellow villagers, Shen Yan's movements of wielding the sickle became more and more skillful. He swung his slender and strong arms, and the sickle was chopped down, and the corn stalks fell to the ground.
Chen Yan was the tallest among the guests and he also had the habit of exercising regularly. He finished in less than half an hour.
He must get first place, otherwise Yuyu and he will go hungry tonight.
Mi Huan's movements were not fast. He was not in a hurry for food. Grandma Zhang was a kind person. Even if they had no food, she would not be stingy.
Compared to Shen Yan who did his job quickly and well, Du Ze seemed much more careless. Not only did he cut the corn stalks at uneven heights, he also often had to go back and redo the work.
His mind was not on the corn at all, he only wanted to curry favor with Chen Yan.
Chen Yan would respond with a few words at first, but later he got bored and quickened his pace, leaving him far behind.
Du Ze wrinkled his nose in anger and spat at Chen Yan's back.
It's just that the family has a little money, what's the big deal?
Sure enough, Chen Yan was the one who completed the task the fastest. He broke off the golden corn cobs one by one and threw them into the backpack, and then carried them back to the cart.
Chen Yan pushed the cart past the sweet potato field, raised his chin and greeted Mi Huan, "Mi Huan, I'm leaving first."
Mi Huan smiled, still holding a sweet potato covered in mud in her hand: “Brother Chen Yan, see you later.”
While pushing the cart, Chen Yan also said to the camera: "I don't know if Youyou misses me. He shouldn't cry, right?"
Most of the fields in the village are at the foot of the mountain. Shen Yan walked while enjoying the scenery along the way.
"Why is this road getting more and more off track? Are you guys going to cheat me?"
Chen Yan's cart is quite large, and the road under his feet is uphill and a bit steep.
When he reached his destination, his forehead was already covered in sweat. He no longer cared about anything else and wiped his face on his sleeves.
In front of me was a metal door with an iron lock on the inside.
The iron door was knocked on by Chen Yan, and it was not until a while later that he heard a sound coming from inside.
The person who opened the door was a lame old man who was leaning on a cane and had great difficulty moving.
Chen Yan suddenly understood that the piece of land he helped to reclaim today should belong to this old man.
"Thank you so much, young man."
"What's your name, how old are you, where are you from?"
The old man had a lot to say. Chen Yan glanced at the shabby house in front of him and patiently answered his questions one by one.
"Hey, I've been busy talking to you. Sit down. I'll get you some water."
Chen Yan didn't sit down. He put the cart aside, bent down and silently piled up the firewood that had fallen on the ground for the old man.
The main source of fuel in rural areas is firewood. When people have nothing to do, they go up the mountain to pick up some firewood, chop it and dry it, then pile it under the eaves and cover it with plastic film when it rains.
The old man in the family has difficulty moving, so the firewood is piled crookedly and will fall down with the slightest touch.
The lame old man came out with a bowl of water, and his face was deeply wrinkled when he smiled.
"This is spring water brought down from the mountain. Drink it."
Chen Yan held the bowl, his eyes flickering slightly.
The white porcelain bowl has a slightly rough surface, and the spring water is clear and transparent.
Chen Yan raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. The spring water was clear and quenched his thirst, with a sweet aftertaste.
After doing all this, Shen Yan received the reward from the lame old man - a straw grasshopper and a small straw hat.
Straw and bamboo woven items can be seen everywhere in the old man’s house.
"Grandpa, did you make these up yourself?"
The lame grandfather’s surname is Bai. Although he is old, his hands are very dexterous. Simple grass can be turned into many interesting things in his hands.
"Yes, my legs and feet are not good, so I can only do things with my hands."
Chen Yan touched the lifelike little grasshopper in his hand, feeling a little sad: "You made it really well, my brother will definitely like it."
Grandpa Bai sat on a stool, weaving a bamboo basket in his hands: "You have a younger brother, why don't you bring him to play?"
Shen Yan smiled and said, "He is too young, I didn't let him come with me."
The two chatted for a long time before Shen Yan left.
On the way back, Shen Yan realized belatedly that almost all the people they had met since entering the village were elderly.
This may be the reason why the program team asked them to come here.
Chen Yan was stopped halfway through his walk and was told that the other three guests had also completed their tasks and needed to gather together to announce the next task.
Chen Yan watched as the sun was about to set and was worried that Su Youli would be hungry if he went back too late.
The staff told him that several children ate tofu pudding and roasted sweet potatoes at Grandma Zhang's house.
The dusk in the village is quiet and beautiful.
When Chen Yan arrived at the meeting point, the other three guests had already arrived.
Cen Yuankai, who was with his father, was also sent to Grandma Zhang's house by the staff to be with the children.
Chen Yan turned his head to look at Cen Zheping, who was barefoot and brushing his leather shoes with a look of disgust, and wished he could fly to Youyou.
That naughty kid named Cen Yuankai might even steal Youyou’s things.
"Now we will distribute dinner to everyone according to their ranking."
Chen Yan stepped forward and took his own portion. The container for the dinner looked like it was also made by Grandpa Bai. It was a very delicate bamboo basket.
There was a bowl of braised pork and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, as well as a thermos bucket filled with rice and soup. This dinner was already very good for a farmer's family.
Mi Huan’s speed in digging sweet potatoes was not very fast, but he got the second place by being steady throughout the process.
The rest were naturally the indecisive Du Ze and Cen Zheping, who arrived at the field earlier than them but was clumsy.
When Chen Yan was walking back with the bamboo basket and the thermos bucket to pick up Youyou, he was arranged to a place by the director team.
The adults’ task is completed, and now it’s time for the main event.
On the drying dam of Grandma Zhang's house, each child held a sweet and soft sweet potato in his hand.
"Children, your father and brother are lost. Can you go and look for them?" The director's voice came from the loudspeaker.
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