"Well, you should rest first."
Chen Shaohui also tried to persuade him. He had just seen his elder brother being supported by Tian Xiaolan. His condition must be serious. "Brother, she's right. You're already injured. Don't go—"
When he met Xing Yifei's eyes, Chen Shaohui wisely shut his mouth.
Tian Xiaolan said to Chen Shaohui: "Okay, take him back quickly!"
Chen Shaohui tried to touch Xing Yifei's hand, but Xing Yifei opened it and looked at Tian Xiaolan for help.
Tian Xiaolan ignored the two of them and went to the fields to harvest the millet.
Chen Shaohui asked Xing Yifei: "Brother, do you really not need my help?"
Xing Yifei said to Chen Shaohui, "Go harvest the grain, don't worry about me."
Chen Shaohui glanced at his bruised arm, met Xing Yifei's eyes and couldn't help shuddering, then ran away.
He now understood why he had always refused to let him help him. He suddenly recalled seeing Tian Xiaolan twisting his arm and looking at his hand while speaking.
Xing Yifei went back to the house to get a bottle of medicinal wine, and took the sickle to chase them. Chen Shaohui hadn't walked a distance when he saw his eldest brother running over. He smiled and waved and said, "Emma, big brother, I knew you were coming!"
"Well, do you have the sickle?"
He came over obediently when Xing Yifei called him, completely forgetting to take the sickle.
Xing Yifei handed him the sickle in his hand.
"Thank you, brother!"
Xing Yifei ignored him and walked to the edge of the field. He saw that everyone was harvesting with great enthusiasm. Tian Xiaolan and Lei Zhong were arranging several people to carry the harvested rice ears back to the granary in baskets. It was about to rain, and the harvested rice could not be left outside otherwise it would sprout and how could it be eaten.
Tian Xiaolan also joined in, hunched over, and skillfully cut the rice. Xing Yi flew over and said to her, "Your feet are like this, so don't cut them for now! I'll do it for you!"
"No, I'll cut as much as I can."
Xing Yifei's reasoning was very sound. "Don't forget that you are now a dream sender from the gods. How can I ask you to work? Also, you have to watch when the soil on this mountain will slide down so that we can retreat!"
Even Lei Zhong couldn't help but nod his head when he heard this, and then he advised: "Xing Yifei is right. You just watched from the side, and you don't have to do these things."
Tian Xiaolan handed the sickle to the man who was pulling the rice stalks. The man was obviously not expecting this and had a surprised expression on his face.
Tian Xiaolan walked away and observed the mountain. The soil on the hillside was still loose and leaning against each other. There was no sign of a fall yet. They still had a chance. She coughed twice and encouraged everyone in her voice: "Everyone, work hard. Think about the women at home, young and old, who are waiting for us to share more food so that they can have a full New Year. For every one of you who comes today, we will give you an extra ten kilograms of rice! Don't be afraid. If I shout if I get close, you all run towards me quickly. I will never let any of you get hurt!"
"Okay, we'll listen to you!"
"Tian Xiaolan, what right do you have to make this decision? You are not the village chief, how can you control the rice in the village?"
"What she said is what I said. Just do it, and you won't be short of rice!"
Even though he was still nervous after hearing what Tian Xiaolan said, Lei Zhongdu assured him that maybe she really came prepared, and even the God of Land was helping them, so they would definitely be able to harvest all the crops!
The more I thought about it, the more my trembling hands gradually stopped shaking, and I cut faster and faster!
Her feet hurt so much that they would ache whenever she stopped. She didn't care about the wet mud on the ground and sat down with her trouser legs rolled up. Her ankles were swollen like pig's trotters, but unfortunately she didn't like eating pig's trotters.
Xing Yifei looked over and found that she had already sat down. He walked over with a sickle, lifted her trouser legs to her knees, put one hand in his pocket and took out a bottle of red oil.
Ignoring other people's gazes, he stood beside her, his eyes full of concern. He carefully poured the medicated oil into his palms, rubbed his hands together to warm the oil, and gently applied it to the wound with his fingertips.
Tian Xiaolan felt that his massage didn't hurt much, it was more like a massage, so she just let her do it. Since he didn't care about other people's opinions, she didn't think it was a big deal either. Even though those gazes on her made her uncomfortable, she pretended not to see them.
Xing Yifei asked her softly, "Do your feet still hurt?"
Tian Xiaolan was a little at a loss. Why couldn't he speak properly? Why did he use the tone of coaxing a child? "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you!"
"Aren't we friends? I'm upset when you say that!"
Xing Yifei let down Tian Xiaolan's trouser legs to cover the medicine to prevent it from being washed away by the rain.
"Yeah, we're friends."
Tian Xiaolan calmed down and waved him away, "Why don't you go and cut the grass? What are you dawdling for here?"
"As you command, little overseer."
Tian Xiaolan didn't know why this sentence sounded so strange coming out of his mouth. She wasn't small either! Why did he say she was small?
Tian Xiaolan didn't argue with him and continued to stare at the stones on the hillside, so as to prevent any loose stones from moving that she didn't see.
Chen Shaohui saw their interaction, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile. He had never seen Xing Yifei try so hard to be nice to someone. But Tian Xiaolan didn't seem to want to stay with him. She was really ignorant. How was his elder brother not better than Chen Dong? What kind of vision did she have!
Xing Yifei saw Chen Shaohui staring at Tian Xiaolan and said, "What are you looking at? You're the slowest."
Chen Shaohui pointed at himself and opened his mouth wide. It was so unfair, sir. He had been working the whole time, but his eyes were always on Tian Xiaolan. How could she see him?
"Brother, just because you didn't see it doesn't mean I didn't do it, right?"
Xing Yifei nodded and walked over to where he had just been, to cut the unharvested rice: "Hurry up and get to work!"
Chen Shaohui also worked hard, and soon after everyone's concerted efforts, they finally cut the edge of the rice field.
Tian Xiaolan was also paying close attention to whether the soil and rocks on the top of the opposite mountain were loose. She squinted her eyes and saw that the soil and rocks on the top of the mountain seemed to be pushed by an invisible big hand, rolling down from a height with crackling momentum, raising billowing smoke and dust along the way.
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