These actions all gave birth to a few nameless fires in Qin Fan's heart.

I was just kind enough to help the widow, but I didn't expect it to become a funny talk between these people.

"Forget it, being childish with them will only make you more uncomfortable, it's not too early, hurry up and pick someone to turn over the soil. ”

Qin Fan was speechless, and he didn't want to say anything, so he let Wang Jianfa follow him.

Waiting for a while, he picked someone, and wrote down the name in the notebook, this turning over the soil is not a matter of one or two days, at least it takes half a month to be busy.

There are not many young people in Sanshi Village, they are all middle-aged and elderly, and everyone's hands and feet are also quite sharp.

At a glance, all the heads were crowded, and Qin Fan picked those who didn't like to talk very much, and they didn't laugh with them just now.

He likes these honest and practical people.

Everyone straightened their backs, like sorghum stalks, waiting for Qin Fan's selection.

It can be seen that he read a few names, but before he could read it, he had already collected the notebook, and when he planned to let people work in the field, the people next to him were not happy.

"Qin Fan, what does it mean that you broadcast early in the morning and let us all come to the village, and now you don't let people work in the fields?"

The aunts questioned Qin Fan with red faces, their eyes widened like bull's eyes, and anger had already erupted faintly.

"Yes, it's not good to lie at home early in the morning, or what? If it weren't for the loud voice of your radio and saying that we wouldn't have been able to get money every day, now that everyone is here, what kind of selection are you doing, is it a person from the village!"

Several aunts questioned Qin Fan loudly, feeling that they couldn't run for nothing today, and they had to give a little hard-earned money for walking.

"I've chosen you, and we'll fight with people on the ground later, right?"

"Now that the day is getting late, let those who have been chosen go down to work in the fields." ”

Qin Fan's face was dark, and he jumped into the field without saying a word.

The women with broken mouths cursed for a while, and when they saw that he had indeed picked enough men, they had to turn and leave.

Qin Fan has never seen anyone break their mouths, and when their family left Sanshi Village and went north, part of the reason was that they were afraid of the ugly words of the people in the village.

As the so-called good words are warm in three winters, and bad words are hurtful and cold in June, he hopes that his ears and roots are clean and he can grow herbs as soon as possible.

After most of the people in the village had dispersed, the picked ones began to hoe the grass in the fields, and they were not very talkative.

They were just busy with their own business, but in half a morning the soil was completely new, and the place that had been turned over showed a neat pit.

Seeing that they were busy working here, Qin Fan did not delay, and went home to fetch two buckets of tea and distribute them to everyone.

These people all know that they can't find a way to make money in the village during the slack time, and all they do every day is to rub hemp rope and weave back baskets.

Even if it is made and put in the town to sell, it will not be more than the wages earned in a day, and they are all willing to follow Qin Fan to make money in a down-to-earth manner.

After noon, the sun became hotter and hotter, and the people in the fields were sunburned to the point that large drops of sweat rolled down their foreheads.

Qin Fan asked the big guy to collect things, saying that he had lunch and would come back at four o'clock in the afternoon.

An honest man can't say anything exaggerated, he only says that he is kind-hearted and knows that he feels sorry for people.

After waiting for all the people who came to help in the field to disperse, Qin Fan relaxed and sat on the ground.

He rented a total of fifty acres of land, and just turning over the soil was already a huge project, not to mention the subsequent cultivation.

Fortunately, Qin Fan had a steady stream of vitality in his body, especially after he was exhausted, this vitality would be even more ferocious.

After sitting in the ground for a while, Qin Fan turned around and turned over, he sat cross-legged in the shade, and began to swallow.

Just by using the vitality in his body a little, he can feel that the place in the dantian is very hot.

Since the last time he had seen and heard wonderful things in Cloud Mountain, Qin Fan's entire senses had been greatly improved.

With a pair of naked eyes, not only can you see far away, but if the barrier is too thin, you can easily see what is inside.

Not only that, but his own hearing had also improved significantly, and there was a slight disturbance around him, which Qin Fan could pay attention to.

After swallowing in the ground for about half an hour, Qin Fan felt that the land around him was gradually heating up.

He himself was like an energy point, sitting in the ground, and his vitality radiated out in all directions.

When he opened his eyes again, Qin Fan's eyes glowed.

He could almost already have imagined that he would make a lot of money by then!

With the vitality of the moistened land, it presents a strange pale red light.

These things may not be visible to ordinary people, but in Qin Fan's eyes, they are the best signs.

"Didn't I tell you not to come into the field?"

A low rhetorical question suddenly came from behind him, Qin Fan's body shook, and he suddenly turned his back.

He saw Little Ear standing beside the stone behind him, most of his body blocked by his small size.

"Why did you get here? I can do whatever I like, what does it have to do with you!"

Qin Fan was speechless and questioned fiercely at the little ear.

He felt that there was something wrong with this person, not only did he repeatedly prevent himself from planting, but he also pulled out the herbs he had planted before.

Little Ears is dressed fairly neatly today, wearing a washed and faded gray-blue suit, and the style of the clothes is a bit like the liberation suit of the last century.

And that's not all, he looks very good in his spirits today, not like the usual crazy appearance.

"I've told you so many times not to farm in the village, this place is not for you to stay, you don't believe it. ”

"Now you don't listen to the good things I tell you, and don't shed tears when you suffer a big loss one day. ”

The little ear sighed, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were staring at Qin Fan tightly.

His eyes looked sharp, as if he was going to stare Qin Fan through a hole.

After the two looked at each other for a moment, Qin Fan didn't want to pay attention to it at all, and got up directly, picked up the hoe and planned to go to the cement road.

"I've made it so clear, you have to weigh it yourself!"

There was a shout from the little ear behind him, and Qin Fan only thought that he was a mentally disturbed person, and ignored it at all.

He walked three or two steps down the concrete road, and when he turned the corner with his hoe, his eyes drifted to Little Ear's face.

The man stood on the ground and smiled at his own gloomy grin, smiling like a demon crawling out of hell.