Cherry lips, braided teeth, and a gentle smile are enough to captivate the soul.
Xie San felt as if he had been pricked by a kitten's paw. It didn't hurt, but it gave him an indescribable strange feeling. He turned around, picked up the shovel, walked to the field, and began to learn how to do the work remotely.
The soil in the fields that had been loosened was washed away by the heavy rain and became hard again. They had to loosen the fields again, sow soybean seeds, and water them.
Xie San was used to silence and spoke briefly. He plunged a shovel into the mud, stepped on it and dug it deep into the soil, and then pried it up, and a large piece of soil was turned up: "That's it, sow the seeds again. Do you understand?"
Cheng Yaoyao widened his eyes and nodded, not quite understanding.
Xie San handed her the shovel and said, "Try it."
Cheng Yaoyao slammed a shovel on the ground, leaving a faint white mark with a clang, causing his palm to ache.
Cheng Yaoyao raised his head and looked at Xie San: "..."
Xie San frowned, reached out and picked up the iron shovel to correct Cheng Yaoyao's movements: "Lift it higher, use your waist and wrist to exert force."
The heat from Xie San's chest surrounded Cheng Yaoyao. Cheng Yaoyao's heart moved. She had seen this kind of tricks from men many times. They would use the excuse of teaching you this or that, and would always take advantage of you by touching your shoulders and legs. Physical contact was inevitable.
In the past, Cheng Yaoyao would have slapped her, but now was a good opportunity! She secretly waited for Xie San to touch her, but Xie San didn't touch her at all from beginning to end, and only held the handle of the shovel to help her adjust her posture. Cheng Yaoyao didn't know whether to be angry or admire him for a moment.
Xie San said in a deep voice: "Try again."
Cheng Yaoyao held the shovel in both hands, and raised it high with all her strength, her eyes were firm, and her posture was as strong as the shovel stabbing the wild boar under the moon. She raised the shovel high, and with too much force, the shovel hit her back.
Xie San, who was standing behind her, quickly dodged to the side and avoided being shot in the head.
Cheng Yaoyao was in trouble. She was knocked backwards by the iron shovel. Before she could scream, she was grabbed by the back of her neck. Xie San frowned and looked at her: "Did you do this on purpose?"
Cheng Yaoyao immediately exploded and accused Xie San for ten minutes, criticizing him for thinking so badly of her! She rubbed her aching arm and concluded with a sense of grievance: "It was obviously you who didn't teach well!"
Xie San didn't listen to the accusations of the spoiled Yingying. He picked up the shovel and asked Cheng Yaoyao to move away: "I did it, you learn from me."
Days of rain had made the soil dry and hard. Xie San's arm muscles bulged as he shoveled the soil, which had been motionless just now, up in large chunks like tofu. The soil was broken into pieces, revealing the fresh wet mud underneath.
He worked hard, and soon a fresh groove was turned out in the ridge of the field.
Cheng Yaoyao followed behind Xie San, his eyes fixed on the bulging muscles on his broad back, which made the torn jacket tight. The muscles on his arms were also undulating, and soon sweat was flowing down his skin.
Just now in the paddy field, several men took the opportunity to squeeze next to Cheng Yaoyao and talk to her. The strong smell of sweat made Cheng Yaoyao's stomach churn. However, Xie San's smell was not unpleasant, but a scent of grass and light musk. Very refreshing, and very...manly.
Xie San in front suddenly stopped and turned to look at her: "Did you see what I just demonstrated?"
"..." Cheng Yaoyao's peach blossom eyes dodged left and right, the answer was very obvious. She also argued: "I... I saw it, but you were too fast, I couldn't see it clearly!"
Xie Sanfeng raised his sharp eyebrows slightly. His eyebrows were narrow and his eye sockets were sunken, which made him look very fierce when he looked at people. He just stared at Cheng Yaoyao without saying a word.
Xie San's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's innermost thoughts. Cheng Yaoyao lowered his head and said ashamedly: "I didn't see it clearly... I was just looking at you."
"..." Xie San's expression was blank for a moment, and then it suddenly became hot.
Cheng Yaoyao said timidly: "Please teach me again. I promise not to peek at you this time, and I will study hard."
From the beginning to the end of the field, Xie Sanshi sweated profusely. The dry mud on the surface was renovated to reveal the moist soil inside. The lumps of soil had to be crushed to ensure that the soil was fine so that the soybeans could germinate.
Cheng Yaoyao followed Xie San closely, hiding in Xie San's shadow, responsible for grinding small clods of earth with his feet.
Xie San occasionally asked, "Have you learned it?"
Cheng Yaoyao answered crisply: "No!"
Xie San looked at her with his dark eyes, then lowered his head and continued working.
Cheng Yaoyao was best at being arrogant because of her favor. She vaguely felt that Xie San was not angry, so she fanned him with leaves in a flattering way and continued to hide behind him to enjoy the cool air.
When she finally said she had learned it, a trench had already been turned.
Xie San wiped his sweat, plunged the shovel into the mud, and grabbed a handful of beans from the big basket. These bean seeds had been soaked and selected in advance, and each one was full.
"Now I will teach you how to sow seeds."
This is an easy job. Cheng Yaoyao nodded quickly: "I can do this! I used to help my grandfather plant flowers."
Xie San handed over a handful of beans and Cheng Yaoyao quickly reached out to take it.
Cheng Yaoyao's legs were white, tender, and spotless. Xie San paused for a moment, then withdrew his hand: "Go grab a handful of beans yourself."
Cheng Yaoyao pouted and went away, picked up a handful of beans and looked at Xie San: "Is that all right?"
Xie San walked along the edge of the field. He shook his hands and dropped a few beans evenly. He wiped the dirt with his feet and buried the beans. "Just like that, sow a seed every other step, four or five beans each time."
Cheng Yaoyao asked: "How far is one step?"
"..." Xie San looked down at Cheng Yaoyao's foot. It was very small, and indeed different from his own step. He closed his eyes and patiently endured the unprecedented test: "Use your feet to measure, sow seeds every two steps."
"Hmm!" Cheng Yaoyao carefully measured two steps with his feet, counted out four beans, sprinkled them carefully on the ground, and then gently flattened the pile of soil with his feet to bury the beans. "Is this right?"
"Yes." Xie San finally nodded to her, "Go on."
Cheng Yaoyao piqued his interest when he heard that, but saw Xie San turned around and walked towards the cornfield nearby, where he sat down and leaned against a pile of dry leaves to rest.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
Xie San stretched out his legs and closed his eyes: "It's your turn to work. I'll take a rest."
Cheng Yaoyao held his breath and said, "...Just do it!"
Sowing is actually a hard job, it is tiring and tedious.
The beauty with skin as white as snow took small steps forward in the field, lowered her head and carefully measured the distance with her feet. While counting the beans, she silently counted one, two, three, four, as if she could get such a simple arithmetic wrong.
Cheng Yaoyao was like a noble purebred cat that had run away, looking dirty and foolish in the wild, giving people the impression that she had been wronged.
It took Cheng Yaoyao more than half an hour to slowly move to the middle of the field, and there was still half of it.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and Cheng Yaoyao's exposed skin was burning with pain. His bangs were soaked with sweat and stuck to his cheeks. It was obvious that he must have looked stupid.
Several times she wanted to throw the beans on the ground and cry. She secretly turned her head to look at Xie San. The man was leaning against the straw pile, looking leisurely and dozing off, and he didn't pay any attention to her.
Cheng Yaoyao was so angry that his teeth itched. He stamped his feet hard and accidentally dropped a few beans. Cheng Yaoyao squatted down to find the beans from the soil, and his originally white and delicate fingers were also dirty.
Two drops of water fell into the mud, forming two dark round pits. Cheng Yaoyao secretly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and suddenly a shadow fell over his head, blocking the sun.
In front of him was a pair of worn-out large-size Liberation shoes covered in mud, and above him was a pair of straight and powerful long legs. The man had a clean-cut jaw and a straight nose, and his narrow eyes looked sinister and cold when backlit.
Cheng Yaoyao quickly held back his tears, raised his head and glared at him fiercely: "What are you doing? Don't block me from doing my work!"
Xie San's voice was as cold as stone and said, "Tired?"
It would be better not to ask. Cheng Yaoyao suddenly pursed his lips and blinked his eyelashes rapidly.
This was a very dangerous signal. Before Xie San could say anything, he saw Cheng Yaoyao's tears rolling down his dirty cheeks, leaving a muddy groove and revealing his flawless white complexion.
A teardrop mole under the eye is charming and dazzling.
Cheng Yaoyao lowered his head and wiped his face with the back of his hand to cover his face: "Go away and don't block me from working."
Xie Santon paused for a while and said calmly, "Take a break and go to the stream to wash your face."
"Will I go if you ask me to?" Cheng Yaoyao raised his chin deliberately.
Xie San didn't even look at her, he turned around and left.
"Hey!" Cheng Yaoyao snorted, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and still ran after Xie San like a coward.
At the end of the cornfield, there was a field of green reeds swaying in the wind, and the sound of gurgling water could be heard. Xie San used a hatchet to push the reeds aside, and a clear stream appeared before his eyes. On the other side was a bush, and there was a crooked tree that stretched diagonally to this side, casting a cool shade.
Cheng Yaoyao squatted by the water, and saw that the water was so clear that he could see the bottom, and the pebbles of various shapes on the bottom of the water were also clearly visible. Then he scooped up some water to wash his face, and the coolness penetrated his bones. The mud marks on his face were washed away, and the cat turned back into a beauty with skin as white as snow. But the circles under his eyes were still red, which made him even more pitiful and adorable.
Xie San glanced at her, took out a large bluestone from the bushes, wiped it and placed it on the shore, then took off his shoes, walked into the water, and walked to the other side.
Cheng Yaoyao sat on the big bluestone, took off his shoes like Xie San did, and put his feet into the water. The cool stream water washed over his toes, making them itchy.
Under the shade of the tree, feeling the cool breeze, Cheng Yaoyao's mood brightened up. He kicked the water happily. He saw Xie San picking something from the tree and called out, "What are you picking?"
The mulberry trees bore purple-red fruits, like gems hidden in the green leaves. Xie San held a leaf in one hand and picked a handful. Then he saw Cheng Yaoyao stepping in the water with his bare white feet, hooking onto the water plants on the shore.
"There is..." His throat was dry and he suddenly became hoarse, forgetting what he was going to say.
In a split second, Cheng Yaoyao suddenly screamed, "It hurts! Something bit me... a snake! Aa ...
Xie San threw away the things in his hand and waded over. He saw a colorful snake with its tail burrowing into the grass. Xie San quickly grabbed the snake's tail, dragged it out and threw it hard on the stone.
The snake fell on the stone and became motionless. Xie San kicked the snake away and turned to look at Cheng Yaoyao.
Cheng Yaoyao's face turned pale, and he cried to Xie San, "My feet hurt!"
Cheng Yaoyao's pair of wet white feet looked like they were carved from jade. At this moment, there was a pair of bright red tooth marks on the back of his right foot, and blood was oozing out.
Xie San turned his eyes away as if he was burned, and whispered, "It was a snake bite."
Cheng Yaoyao burst into tears on the spot: "What should I do? That snake looks very poisonous. I feel like my feet are numb now! Oh, I have to take poison."
Cheng Yaoyao suddenly had an idea. All those years of watching TV series paid off. "Hurry up, help me suck out the snake venom!"
Cheng Yaoyao lifted up his toes and brought them to Xie San. The foot was snow-white and delicate, soft and boneless, with two bright red blood beads dotted on it, which caught his eyes with infinite charm and left a deep impression.
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