Yang Xiaoli was visibly getting more and more excited. She took the plow and drove the ox. She threw Uncle Li on the ox's back and sat him there. Yan Mofei walked beside him to prevent him from falling.
Uncle Li was so angry that he was puffing his beard and glaring. He had grown up to such an old age, but no youngster had ever dared to offend him.
When he got angry, everyone coaxed and begged him, not daring to offend or speak out.
But the two people in front of him were different. They were not easily persuaded and even accepted his challenges with a smile.
Especially the little girl, who was holding a plow in one hand and wanted to carry him on her back.
Where does that little body get so much strength?
He couldn't bear to think about riding on his back, so Yang Xiaoli gave him another option, sitting on the back of a bull.
Uncle Li refused in vain and had to choose between the two, picking the one that he could accept a little more easily.
"Boss, let me do this job. You can rest on the side. I brought you some fruit. You can eat it with me."
"Uncle, I see you still have your teeth, so your teeth should be okay, right? You can chew the fruit, right?"
The old man snorted and ignored Yang Xiaoli.
"If you can't bite it, it's okay. I have scissors here and I can make it smaller for you."
"Next time I'll make it into juice for you."
"Uncle, do you like porridge? Or soup? I'm pretty good at both. How about I show you my skills later?"
Uncle Li rolled his eyes. She would soon know what suffering was.
Can you make juice, porridge, and soup? I'm afraid you'll be so tired that you'll cry.
Having strength doesn't mean you can last.
Yang Xiaoli kept chattering all the way, while Uncle Li rolled his eyes all the way, and occasionally when he heard something extremely unreasonable, he would snort.
He looked nonchalant, but was obviously listening to what Yang Xiaoli was saying.
With the guidance of Uncle Li, everyone finally arrived at their destination after about twenty minutes.
Looking at the large area of land in front of him, Yang Xiaoli fell silent.
"These are the places where I grow medicinal herbs. Those are the herbs that are ready to be harvested, these are the ones that have just been planted, and these are the ones that are still growing."
"This piece is used to cultivate new varieties."
This is an entire hill, but it has now been cultivated and used to grow medicinal herbs.
Standing here, you can smell the scent of medicinal herbs everywhere. Many smells are mixed together, and it will be very pungent to those who are not used to it.
However, after coming here, Uncle Li became visibly happy.
With a smile on his face and pride in his eyes, he even took a deep breath of the medicinal fragrance in the air, and seemed to feel much better.
He talked incessantly, as if he wanted to introduce all the medicinal herbs to them.
The audience was also shocked by the scene before them. They didn't expect that the place to plow the land was actually on the mountain.
Uncle Li pointed to the hilltop next to him and said, "I also grow a lot of medicinal herbs there. Some herbs need to be grown with trees. They won't grow as well without them."
"There are also many wild medicinal herbs in other forests. When I was young, I relied on those herbs to treat the villagers. Later, when I had more time, with everyone's help, I slowly reclaimed these pieces of land and used them to cultivate medicinal herbs."
Uncle Li sighed. It was a pity that he was old now and his health was not as good as before. He could no longer take care of the herbs himself.
"Sir, you are amazing. You can actually grow so many medicinal herbs. Do you have a special understanding of medicinal food? Can I ask you for advice?"
Yan Mofei, who had been listening quietly, immediately smelled danger and interrupted him with a heavy cough.
"Master, are we going to plow all this land?"
Uncle Li nodded. "Yes, these are your tasks. I don't expect you to do much, just don't cause any trouble."
Yang Xiaoli smiled and shook his head. "No trouble, absolutely no trouble. Just tell me how to do it, how deep it should be, and how fine the soil should be."
"Just tell me, and I'll do it."
She patted her chest to make the promise, which earned her two eye rolls from Uncle Li.
Today was the day when Uncle Li did the most eye exercises.
Yang Xiaoli opened the bag he brought with him, took out two folding chairs and a folding table, and then took out some fruits and water.
I chose one and placed it under the shade of a tree.
"Boss, uncle, please take a seat. Call me if you need anything."
After arranging everything, she skillfully harnessed the arrow plow to the ox, then drove the ox to the field and began plowing.
Uncle Li looked in surprise at Yang Xiaoli who was working hard, and then at Yan Mofei who was sitting aside leisurely eating fruit.
How come these two people have put the cart before the horse?
Aren't men supposed to do the hard work outside and women do the housework at home?
How come these two women do all the work while the men sit here enjoying the cool air and eating fruit?
Uncle Li’s shock was about to overflow the screen, and the audience burst into laughter.
They all went through the same thing, and they scolded Yan Mofei a lot at that time. But since they found out that Yang Xiaoli's monthly salary plus bonus was more than what they had earned in several years of hard work, they shut up.
With this money, not to mention plowing the fields, they would even be willing to drive the cows away and let them take their place.
"Aren't you going to help?"
Yan Mofei peeled a grape and placed it in front of Mr. Li: "No, she won't let me interfere."
Interfering will only lead to nagging, so it’s better to sit here and enjoy the peace and quiet.
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