Chapter 40: The Storm of Shirts
This land is not only bad, it is simply extremely bad.
At present, the autumn harvest has just passed, and although the surrounding rice fields are smooth and flat, there are only stubble after stubble.
But the soil was also fertile, with some moisture, unlike the dry ground that was cracked.
"Look, I'll tell you when I came, or I'll go to the village chief and get it back. ”
"This land is so far away from the river, you can't pick up water when you come and go, and you won't be able to grow anything after the year. ”
Looking at the mottled land, Yao Xin was a little worried.
"Forget it, it's all signed now, there's no need to make it so troublesome, it's a piece of land, as long as it can be used. ”
Qin Fan shook his head and refused, and a fierce man jumped into the ground.
Although the soil doesn't look good, and it will only loosen half a minute if you kick it hard, but the surrounding terrain really can't be better for him.
There are several boulders around it, and the light is not very sufficient, and the same water vapor cannot be dispersed.
Looking around, there was no one around, and most of the adjacent fields were deserted, and many of them were planted with only some things dug in the soil.
"If you insist on these two plots of land, then pick up some water tomorrow, there are not too many things to plant after autumn, and it is okay to plant some herbs or something. ”
Touching the dry soil on the ground, Yao Xin could only comfort him like this.
As everyone knows, this piece of land, which is like garbage in the eyes of others, is in Qin Fan's arms.
"Stand still on the ridge and don't come down, lest the dirt stain your skirt." ”
Seeing that she lowered her head and was about to pull out the weeds on the ground, Qin Fan hurriedly stopped her gently, and let her go under the tree to enjoy the shade.
"You're really, I usually don't do this less, but today I wore a skirt, and it became delicate. ”
Yao Xin lowered his head, his face shy.
It is estimated that because no one wants these two pieces of land, the drainage ditch in the middle is very wide, and a clear boundary is drawn.
Stepping on the hard as iron soil, Qin Fan stretched out his hand and probed the ground little by little.
It was only after touching it for about ten centimeters that I felt a little wet.
The ground was so dry that it cracked, and when you looked at it, it looked like a turtle's back and there were cracks everywhere.
But now that the weather is getting cooler, as long as you run a few more times and be diligent with your hands and feet, it shouldn't be a problem to carry some water.
He was looking down to pull weeds when he suddenly heard a few laughs from behind the boulder next to him.
The joke was talking about the city students, who were coming from the back of the mountain, with easels in their hands and backpacks on their backs.
The place where the students in the city collect wind is naturally relatively remote, and no one can pay attention to it, so they bumped into Qin Fan and them.
The leader came over was their fellow countryman Yao Lingling.
I don't know what a few students in the city are talking about, they all have a smile on their faces, but when they saw Yao Xin, the smile immediately stopped abruptly.
Sanshi Village is a small place, and there are not too many girls in skirts.
Occasionally, I met one or two, and they were all wearing those old floral cloth skirts in the countryside, which looked simple and clean, but there was nothing outstanding.
But today's Yao Xin is dressed very differently, wearing a dress with red flowers on a white background, which makes people look like a peach in three springs.
What attracted the attention of several students in the city the most was that their classmate Chen Xuefang was also dressed exactly the same.
"This dress is a big brand, it costs a lot of money, where did you buy it?"
Someone in the city asked Yao Xin.
Her face was flushed with shame at the moment, and she was powerless to reply.
Clear-eyed people know at a glance that the skirt on Chen Xuefang is definitely a high-end product, not that Yao Xin's is not good, but compared with the two, they will naturally feel that they bought it from a stall.
"Chiffon, I remember you said that this skirt is a limited edition at the counter, and it costs thousands of yuan, right?
As soon as the words landed, the city students immediately burst into laughter.
The laughter contains mockery, disdain, and those doubts,
Qin Fan stood on the ground and listened, his face gloomy and he could lower his ink.
He strained his feet, jumped onto the field, and stretched out his hand to protect Yao Xin behind him.
"It's just a skirt, is it worth saying that? ”
Listening to him, none of the students in the city spoke.
Looking at the gloomy expression on Qin Fan's face, they knew that this guy was a little angry.
What they saw and heard on the Cloud Mountain that day, these people didn't dare to forget, and naturally they were a little jealous of him.
"My skirt is not worth much, it is only one or two hundred yuan, what kind of big name is it, you remember wrong. ”
Chen Xuefang stood up to relieve the siege with a kind smile on her face.
When she speaks, her voice is soft and weak, a little clear, which makes people feel good when they hear it.
The classmate who spoke earlier also felt a little embarrassed, scratching his head vigorously, saying that he had indeed misremembered.
"It's getting dark, let's go first. ”
Yao Lingling, who had not spoken beside her, stood up, and during this period, she did not obstruct the questioning and ridicule of the students in the city, nor did she laugh with them, but just kept looking at Yao Xin.
Looking at her was like looking at a stranger, with a cold eye in her eyes without a trace of warmth.
Those students in the city quickly crossed the field and left, and after seeing them leave, Yao Xin breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly.
"Did you have a holiday with this cousin?"
Looking at Yao Lingling's slender, tall and arrogant back, Qin Fan asked puzzled.
Although he was a naughty child in Sanshi Village when he was a child, he had a very good relationship with Yao Lingling and them.
The three of them have loved to play together since they were children, digging bird eggs and touching fish.
If there hadn't been such an incident in their family back then, I'm afraid they wouldn't be as strange as they are now.
"I have a holiday with her, probably because after going to the city to study, I gradually became a person who was not a person all the way, and she didn't say anything to me every year after she came back......"
Because of what just happened, Yao Xin's mood turned from sunny to cloudy, and he was a little more weak to speak.
There is some truth in what she said, it is the golden phoenix that flew into the city.
After measuring the land, they didn't wait to get rid of the weeds, looking at the gloomy sky, Qin Fan and Yao Xin went straight back to Yao's house.
At this time, Yao's house was lively, and there were a few people sitting by the door.
Even Yao Qing, who didn't go downstairs easily, was sitting in the hall at the moment, and he stretched out his hand and gestured, as if he was discussing something with others.
There was no Jin Ju at the door, only Yao Qing and a few people from the neighboring village.
Their voices were not muffled, and when they walked to the door, they could still hear the words of shabby, turf.