"Huh? What's going on? Didn't you hear it?"
Song Chi was puzzled when he didn't get a response. He put his hand on his forehead and stood on tiptoe to stare at Lu Yanchen who was bending over to cut rice in the distance.
The young woman sitting on a small stool beside him, picking peanuts, twitched her lips and whispered to him, "I think she heard it, but she didn't reply to you."
After all, people who were farther away than Lu Yanchen were looking at Song Chi, so it was impossible for Lu Yanchen not to hear it.
"So you heard it! Why didn't you reply to me? You made me wait like an idiot."
Song Chi muttered, put the peanuts in the backpack, then bent down and continued to use his hands to step on the ground to pick the peanuts.
Although Song Chi had never done these farm work, he knew that he had to do his own things. If he didn't know how to do something, he should learn it and not always rely on others.
If this had happened before he entered the book, he would definitely not have done it.
It’s different now. He may not be able to go back after traveling through the book. He has to adapt to the life here. It’s useless to throw a tantrum like the original owner. Others will only be annoyed by you.
Two hours later.
“Hiss~ It hurts.”
Song Chi rubbed his palm, which had turned red.
"You'll get used to it. It was like this when we first arrived."
The male educated youth comforted Song Chi and gave Song Chi another look.
Now that the sun was out, Song Chi looked even whiter and more radiant. The fine hairs on her face were clearly visible, and her long eyelashes were trembling and blinking, making her look like a porcelain doll that was impossible to look away from.
He finally understood why Lu Yanchen's attitude towards Song Chi was different. People who were good-looking really received preferential treatment.
Just then, the aunt in the peanut field next door handed the gloves in her hand to Song Chi, "Come here, Song Zhiqing, wear these gloves of auntie's, they can protect your fingers."
She had been observing Song Chi for a while. When Song Chi fell, she thought he would cry, but she didn't expect him to get up after patting his back. He pulled peanuts for two hours before he cried out in pain. This was much better than many educated youth who had just gone to the countryside.
"Can I have that, please?"
Song Chi didn't know the social etiquette here and was a little hesitant to accept the call.
Besides, who would use gloves when working in this day and age? It would be better to use that money to fill your stomach.
If someone really bought the gloves, it means that he really needed them, and he would be even more afraid to accept this kindness.
"There's nothing you can't take. My wife told me to take good care of you. Once you've adapted, you can return the gloves to me."
Wu Guihua smiled and said to Song Chi that she was dark-skinned and a little thin, a typical country woman working in the countryside.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, my husband is the village chief who went to the station to pick you up. You can just call me Aunt Guihua from now on." Wu Guihua added with a smile.
Song Chi's eyes widened immediately. What? The village chief's wife, isn't that the heroine's biological mother?
No, no, no, he can't take these gloves. If anything happens to the heroine's mother, he will be blamed.
"Well, well, auntie, I'm fine. I can just adapt myself. No need for gloves. Auntie, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll go pick some peanuts over there."
After Song Chi finished speaking, he picked up the empty backpack beside him and quickly moved away from Wu Guihua. He didn't want to be gouged out of his eyes or have his ears cut off by the heroine.
Wu Guihua blinked in confusion. Why did he suddenly look so afraid of her? She was about to take off to escape.
"Do I look scary?"
Wu Guihua asked the male and female educated youth who worked with Song Chi.
They both shook their heads immediately, not understanding why Song Chi looked so confused as if he was running for his life.
"Luckily you didn't follow me. I was scared to death."
Song Chi glanced back at Wu Guihua, patted his chest and let out a long sigh.
He squatted beside the big backpack to avoid the sun, picking peanuts and wiping the sweat from his forehead. His little face was sunburned red.
"Oh, it's so hot!"
Song Chi licked his lips and swallowed hard.
The sun was getting stronger, his mouth was dry, he was tired, and his hands were sore.
Song Chi suddenly felt like crying! Is this how I have to work from now on?
Lu Yanchen in the rice field had looked up at the peanut field several times with a frown on his face.
I clearly told Song Chi that if he couldn't work, he could go sit under a big tree and rest, but Song Chi kept working in the hot sun.
"That young master is quite strong-willed! He hasn't cried for almost the entire morning."
Lu Xiao couldn't help but admire him.
It's finally time for the lunch break.
Song Chi walked towards the big tree in the distance with unsteady steps, sat down on the fallen leaves, leaned against the tree and gasped for breath, feeling tired, thirsty and hungry.
Panting, he looked down at his hands, which were not only red but also blistered.
Song Chi told himself not to cry, to be strong, it was no big deal.
But when he saw the long legs that appeared in front of him and looked up to see Lu Yanchen's face, his eyes immediately misted up, "My hands are blistered, it hurts."
Lu Yanchen tightened his hand on Song Chi's thigh, reached out and pulled Song Chi's small hand open, revealing two small blisters.
He knew that Song Chi's skin was delicate, but he didn't expect it to be so delicate that blisters appeared in just one morning.
"I'll ask someone to go to the county to buy you gloves tomorrow." Lu Yanchen let go of Song Chi's hand.
"Um."
Song Chi sniffed.
He had never felt so wronged before Lu Yanchen came, but now when he saw Lu Yanchen, the only person he was familiar with, he inexplicably wanted to cry.
"Just sit here and wait. He's already gone home to get his lunch."
After saying this, Lu Yanchen walked towards the peanut field and picked up the work left by Song Chi.
It was lunchtime and everyone was sitting under a nearby tree eating lunch, so they all saw Lu Yanchen's actions. They were all extremely shocked and wondered if Lu Yanchen was possessed by an evil spirit or was possessed by someone else.
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