One hook up, two hook ups, and finally hook up
Cheng Enyue smiled and said, "I thought of a good idea, but it failed."
Song Yifan looked at the broken bamboo pole and said with a smile: "It must be the problem of the bamboo pole. You two are definitely not Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick."
The warm winter sun shines on the farmers working hard in the fields, and the brown organic fertilizer gradually covers the white lime powder.
The flames in the earthen stove were burning brightly, and the oil in the big pot was gradually heating up. Cheng Enyue picked up the vegetable basket and prepared to put the juicy green vegetables into the pot. Jiang Lin quickly stepped aside and poured the vegetables into the pot with a sizzling sound. Cheng Enyue was frying the vegetables, and Jiang Lin added a handful of firewood and stood up and shouted, "Brothers, it's time to eat."
“Here I come.”
The boys put down their work and went to the kitchen, but there was no sign of Song Yifan.
He knocked on Chuzhe's door a few times, "Yifan, I'm opening the door."
The light shone into the room. Song Yifan was curled up on the bed with the quilt covering him. Xiang Chuzhe realized something was wrong and reached out to touch his forehead.
Feeling an unusual warmth in his palm, Xiang Chuzhe touched his forehead again, turned around and shouted anxiously: "Brothers, Yifan has a fever."
The rice bowl was placed on the edge of the stove, and several people came into the room and took turns probing Song Yifan's forehead.
Song Yifan lay down and looked at them, jokingly saying, "Touch it, fifty."
Pei Xu showed a guilty look, turned around and poured a cup of hot water and brought it in.
Jiang Lin searched the room and only found ibuprofen.
"I'm fine, it's not a big deal, you guys go and eat." Song Yifan half leaned on the pillow and drank water.
Li Xuran said: "Yes, you are fine, you just turned on the human body roasting mode."
Jiang Lin handed him the ibuprofen and said, "Yifan, take an ibuprofen first. Pei Xu and I will go buy some medicine for you."
Song Yifan pushed them out sideways and said humorously, "What are you all doing? Are you watching me like a monkey? Have you bought tickets? Go eat quickly, or the food will get cold."
Cheng Enyue silently went to the kitchen, got some rice, put it in a small pot, added boiling water and cooked it again.
The car was driving quickly on the village road. Jiang Lin said, "It might be because of the weather that Yifan caught a cold."
Pei Xu stared at the road illuminated by the car lights ahead and said seriously, "The intensity of work has been too high recently, and the weather is getting colder day by day. I neglected this problem."
"We are all grown men, how can we be so squeamish!"
"It's not that I'm discriminating against you, but I'm just speaking the truth. It's been hard work lately and everyone is gritting their teeth to persevere. Yifan's cold and fever also reminded me that some of the older people can't come to help starting tomorrow, so don't let anything bad happen to them later."
Li Xuran sat by the stove, eating his meal silently, and said to Chuzhe, "Why do we feel so miserable? Now we don't even have a table to eat at."
Cheng Enyue said, "Your brother Lin has moved in to cultivate organic fertilizer." He blinked his big eyes, "I was shocked when I saw him carrying a big cooking spoon to the field that day."
Li Xuran suddenly looked at Chuzhe with shock in his eyes. He stopped chewing and said, "Could this dish be cooked with a spoon that was used to hold organic fertilizer?"
Cheng Enyue raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "From today on, we are all organic teenagers."
Li Xuran took three seconds to calmly accept the reality and said calmly: "It's okay, I ate a few bites in the field, it's not dirty and I won't get sick."
Xiang Chuzhe gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "Brother Ran, you are really open-minded!"
Cheng Enyue stood up and filled a bowl of porridge, saying, "I lied to you. I took the spoon back right away."
Song Yifan had just finished his porridge when Pei Xu and Jiang Lin came back with medicine and fruit.
Pei Xu handed him the medicine and said, "Yifan, don't take a bath tonight. Take the medicine and go to bed early."
"Brother Xu, don't look so serious. You look just like my homeroom teacher in junior high school. I'm really fine!"
Jiang Lin said from the side: "Don't be so stubborn, your eyelids are a little swollen."
Song Yifan quickly turned his head away to avoid the fixed camera of the room.
Jiang Lin was amused by him, "What time do you still care about your image?"
Song Yifan frowned and looked at the medicine in his hand, and said: "Image is the life of an idol. I am an idol with good morals."
Xiang Chuzhe leaned against the door and said jokingly, "Give up on this idea. When the show is broadcast, you will find that the production team will definitely edit out your most messy side for broadcast."
Song Yifan surrendered and took the medicine obediently. Pei Xu placed a kettle of warm water at his bedside.
There were several tired faces under the lights, and the teenagers forced themselves to attend the meeting.
Pei Xu proposed a method: "Based on our observations over the past few days, everyone spreads fertilizer quite fast, and the transportation team can't keep up. I think we should change the working method tomorrow, such as the three-three-one system, where one person spreads fertilizer on a field and two people carry it. This way, the spreaders don't have to wait around or join in the transportation, and the transporters don't have to be so anxious and tired, which sometimes causes them to fall, and they can take a proper rest."
Everyone agreed to this plan.
But early in the morning the villagers gathered around them and made a lot of noise, especially the older villagers.
The grandmothers said with great energy: "When we were young, the work in the production team was much more tiring than it is now. We worked all day long to earn work points, and carrying fertilizer and spreading fertilizer was not tiring for us."
"Xiao Xu, Xiao Jiang, you don't have to worry about us getting tired or sick. Although we are old, we are still useful. We don't know how to use machines and can't keep up with the times. No one wants us to work outside, but you young people are not as good as us in farm work at home."
The villagers echoed their words, and an old man came forward and asked earnestly, "Xiao Xu, is our salary a little too high for you to afford?"
Pei Xu denied it immediately.
Grandpa said sincerely: "It doesn't matter if we reduce some wages. You will have less burden. You don't have to leave work so early in the afternoon. The more work you do, the better. One less day's wages can save a lot."
The villagers loudly agreed with him.
The enthusiasm and sincerity of the villagers made it hard for the young people to refuse, so Pei Xu had to introduce a new work idea to everyone. Everything started to operate in an orderly manner.
Jiang Lin was carrying organic fertilizer, and Aunt Li stuffed two cooked corns into his mouth. "I heard that Xiao Song has a fever. Eating some whole grains is good for his stomach. Xiao Jiang, help Aunt Li give it to him."
Jiang Lin was walking back with two corns in his pocket and met Song Yifan head-on.
"Didn't I tell you to lie down and rest?"
Song Yifan snapped his fingers loudly, "I'm fine!"
Jiang Lin took out two ears of corn from his pocket and handed them to him. "Aunt Li heard that you were sick and gave you these corns. Go back and lie down."
"Brother Lin, I'm really fine! My fever has gone down." Song Yifan leaned forward and motioned for him to touch his forehead.
Jiang Lin shook his head helplessly: "Don't call me Song Yifan anymore, just call me Brother Wushier."
Song Yifan followed him and said seriously: "We all see the pressure Brother Xu is under. If we finish spreading the grass one day earlier, we can save a day's wages for the villagers."
Jiang Lin looked at him in surprise: "As expected of our CFO, you are starting to save money for the company."
Song Yifan sighed silently: "A financial person has a financial soul."
The new working method has obviously improved work efficiency. The villagers work harder, and the lunch time is greatly shortened. Some even chewed their food on the way here, which moved the teenagers.
There were no stars or moon in the night sky. Jiang Lin posted a new VLOG on the social platform. Before he had time to read the piled up comments, WeChat kept popping up message prompts.
"Little brother, please check your handsome photos."
Jiang Lin clicked on the photo sent by the girl at the Yunnan flower stall. After a while, he suddenly sat up in shock, unable to believe his eyes.
"Fuck, when we were taking the photo, it felt like there was just some flirtatious reaction, but how come the final photo smells like a couple's photo?"
"Brother, this is the post I posted. You guys are so welcome!" The girl at the flower stall immediately sent a post link.
Jiang Lin's heart was beating faster and faster, and he excitedly opened the comment section of the post.
"I declare that the flowers in their hands are their wedding bouquets! They are such a perfect match! This natural and intimate gesture is killing me."
The photographer caught the moment when Pei Xu was lying on the side of his shoulder with her lips touching his neck. Jiang Lin enlarged the photo and looked carefully at Pei Xu's eyes.
"Why are you lowering your eyes if not looking at the camera?" Jiang Lin said in a low voice.
"My handsome husband, please don't be too kind to my eyes!"
"Blogger, you really weren't filming their wedding? The flower wall, the bouquet, the couple's rings!"
"Get married right here! I'll give you a gift of 888, and I'll order the bouquet right away!"
Jiang Lin scrolled through the comment section and found a hot comment in the front row which made him expand the folded replies.
"Guess which one of them is the top and which one is the bottom?"
The reply from the bottom: "I understand this! Height determines who is top and who is bottom!"
"The saying that height determines who is top and who is bottom is no longer applicable. I think the shorter one is the top. His eyes are so cool!"
Jiang Lin nodded outside the screen: "You have good taste! I'm an idol, a natural at capturing images and expressing myself."
"Didn't you notice a blind spot? One is wearing a bracelet, and the other is wearing a watch! The top and bottom attributes are already clear!"
"Wow! Sister, you are still good at knocking!"
Jiang Lin swiped through the photo and found that he was indeed wearing a bracelet!
"Boss, here's your data password. Please let them take more photos! Even if it's not real, at least give me a hookup!"
Jiang Lin hesitated for a few minutes and then sent the photo to Pei Xu.
After reading it, Pei Xu couldn't calm down for a long time.
Jiang Lin kept swiping through the comment section while waiting for his reply.
"Asleep?" Jiang Lin said to himself, "No way?"
Jiang Lin typed a line of words in the message box: "How is it? Is my business ability solid? Even with ordinary camera configuration, I can take first-class print advertisement pictures."
Pei Xu turned the mouse to enlarge the picture, "Oh my God! What did I take a picture of?"
Pei Xu held both sides of his head with his hands, fingers embedded in his hair, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Anyone who sees this will think that we are not innocent!"
Jiang Lin quietly opened the door and glanced at Pei Xu's room. "The light is still on but she's pretending not to reply to my message!"
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