"Well, I'll tell Sister Dai Ran and the others someday." Qiao Mo nodded. Now is the time to speak.
After the two of them had eaten and drunk their fill, Tang Xinmei pushed Qiao Mo out of the kitchen and cleaned up the mess herself.
Seeing that she was determined not to help him, Qiao Mo had to go back to the house. Because he felt a little dizzy, he lay down on the bed.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye it was the autumn harvest season. Zhang He's legs were almost ready, and he officially took over his job.
The autumn harvest was divided into groups just like the one during the educated youth migration, and tasks were assigned based on the number of people. The educated youth were still divided into the same group, but compared to the educated youth migration, not only were the two super laborers, Kang Mingyuan and Han Yimo, missing, but there was also a super rookie, Liu Zhilin. Due to the deliberate embarrassment of the headmaster, it was almost nine o'clock on the first day before they completed the task.
"This damn Changhe, I hope his grandson has no anus." Chen Ran cursed softly as he walked on the road.
"I curse him not to be able to get out of bed tomorrow." Qiao Mo said hatefully.
"It would be terrible if he really can't get out of bed." Chen Ran looked at her with a pair of sparkling eyes.
"It's no use looking at me. Ask God to send down a thunderbolt from a drought to split him into charcoal, and then he will never be able to trouble others again." Qiao Mo looked at Liu Zhilin who was following far behind and said in a low voice.
"God must have closed his eyes a long time ago, otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed someone like Changhe to act so arrogantly for so long." Chen Ran said dejectedly.
"Justice may be late, but it will come. Don't worry, people like him will be dealt with sooner or later." Qiao Mo said with a smile.
"I hope so." Chen Ran was a little discouraged. The plan had been going on for so long, but there was no chance to implement it. He didn't know if there would be another chance.
When we got back to the educated youth site, Tang Xinmei, who had come back early, had already prepared the meals. Everyone quickly washed up, ate, and took a quick shower before going back to their rooms to rest.
Qiao Mo returned to his room, but did not do his job immediately. Instead, he slipped into the space, took out a small packet of aphrodisiac from the room, changed into a set of night clothes, and carefully sneaked out of the educated youth point.
Perhaps because the autumn harvest was too tiring, although it was not yet ten o'clock, the village had already fallen into darkness. Except for the occasional dog barking, the village was extremely silent.
Qiao Mo successfully sneaked into the house. Seeing that Changhe was still sitting in the hall smoking, she had an idea and took out a pair of stockings from the space and put them on her head. Then she walked quietly to the bottom of the window, and then flicked her finger. A thumb-sized stone hit the wall behind Changhe with a crisp "bang" sound.
Hearing the sound, Changhe immediately turned around and looked back. Qiao Mo immediately reached out and sprinkled the packet of laxatives into the enamel cup that Changhe used to drink water. He watched him drink the water in the cup, then returned to the educated youth point with satisfaction and continued to practice "The Secret of Herbs".
Nothing happened that night. The next day, a team leader came to replace Changhe to assign tasks to everyone.
The team leader thought about the beatings he had received in the past, and also about the fact that the team leader had diarrhea for no reason last night, so he didn't dare to make trouble and assigned tasks to the educated youth in a proper manner.
"Mo Mo, your curse is really effective. Zhang He is really lying in bed and can't get up. I heard that he had diarrhea all night last night and the medicine prescribed by Doctor Wu didn't work." On the way to the field, Chen Ran said gloatingly.
"It has nothing to do with my curse. He must have eaten something wrong." Qiao Mo smiled. The medicine she gave him was a strong one. He would have diarrhea and weak legs. He would be unable to recover in a few days. No amount of medicine would help.
Without the trouble of Changhe, although the autumn harvest was very tiring, everyone still gritted their teeth and persevered. After delivering the harvest grain, it was time to distribute the autumn grain. Seeing the piles of sweet potatoes at home, Qiao Mo and Tang Xinmei first picked out the sweet potatoes with broken skins, and then tied the big ones with sweet potato berries, moved them to the second floor to dry, and then began the task of chopping the potatoes.
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