At eleven o'clock, Cao Yukun was sweating profusely, sat in the shade on the side of the road, kept drinking water, and kept panting.

Regarding Cao Yukun's falling behind halfway, Chu Tianqi did not question, but instead instructed his companions not to hide in the shade all the time, so as not to catch a cold.

Cao Yukun didn't buy it: "Just take care of yourself, don't talk so much, work hard." I found that you are a very slippery person, and you always take the opportunity to talk and cheat. ”

Chu Tianqi did not pinch Cao Yukun, but said to Pei Xiaojun: "Old Pei, or you can also go to the ground to take a breath." ”

"No, I can do what others can do. Pei Xiaojun replied coldly.

Hearing the other party's grievances, it was obviously also directed at himself. So Chu Tianqi stopped being bored and continued to do it.

may have eased his strength, Cao Yukun came to his senses, but instead of continuing to hoe and work, he took out his camera and took pictures. While shooting, he also said cool words:

"This one is good, it should be named 'Ha's lower waist'. ”

"This one, Lao Chu's pouting fart* stock, what should it be called? 'Jet'? By the way, it can be called 'if you don't bow your head, who will bow your head', or it can be called 'bow your head and confess your guilt'. ”

"Lao Pei is good, one hand crosses his waist, and the other hand points to the distance, very much like a model cadre, it is called 'learning from you', or it can be called 'looking at the world'. ”

"Lao Chu's image is too ...... It's a big man, a big cat with a waist, but it looks like a question mark, a deformed question mark. At a glance at this posture, it is clear that he is a lazy and treacherous person. Then this one is called 'Yang Feng Yin Violation', yes, this is appropriate. ”

"This composition is interesting......"

Although Cao Yukun didn't shout, although others might not really hear it, Chu Tianqi's ear sensitivity was different from that of ordinary people, and he took most of the content into his ears. Listening to the fat partner's arrangement of himself, he could only shake his head with a wry smile, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh at the other party's imagination.

After a while, he suddenly couldn't hear Cao Yukun's voice, Chu Tianqi turned his head to look, and saw a big * meat ball lying flat on the ground, so he shouted: "Old Cao, don't sleep, be careful of catching a cold." ”

"Annoying, I was finally confused for a while, and you chattered endlessly. Cao Yukun didn't get up.

"It's time to eat. A woman's voice suddenly came.

Chu Tianqi followed the sound and saw a woman walking from the mountain beam, each carrying a basket in the crook of her arms.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat. Cao Yukun sat up all of a sudden, looking in the direction the woman was coming from.

And they all put down their hoes and gathered them on the edge of the ground. Chu Tianqi saw that there was a new military kettle next to Cao Yukun, and the lid of the kettle had been opened, obviously there was no water inside.

When the woman arrived, it was Shao Wanfu's wife, Aunt Xiao. In fact, this woman is only forty-five years old, but she looks more than ten years older.

Putting down the two wicker baskets, and opening one of the baskets with pieces of cloth scattered on it, a porcelain jar was revealed, and several large bowls were placed next to the jar. Aunt Xiao put the bowl on the ground and went to get the porcelain jar again.

"Come, drink a bowl of mung bean soup first to cool off. Aunt Xiao said, picked up the porcelain jar, and poured pale green soup into the bowl.

"Thank you, Aunt Xiao. Cao Yukun politely picked up the first bowl of mung bean soup.

Facing the other party's politeness, Aunt Xiao said shyly: "Drink more and get off the fire." ”

"Uh, poof. Cao Yukun just took a sip and spit it on the ground.

Chu Tianqi frowned: "Old Cao, what's the matter?"

"It's bitter, it's bitter. Cao Yukun also had a trace of embarrassment on his face.

"What is bitter?" Chu Tianqi picked up the big bowl and took two sips, "This is saccharin flavor." White sugar is expensive, so people put saccharin, which is the case in our hometown. ”

Aunt Xiao was even more embarrassed: "Yes, yes, saccharine, saccharine." ”

"It's good, it's even more infuriating. Pei Xiaojun took a sip of mung bean soup, glared at Cao Yukun, and smiled at the woman.

"The first sip was too big, just drink it. Cao Yukun also realized that what he did was inappropriate, picked up the big bowl, and drank it in small sips.

At the moment when everyone was drinking mung bean soup, Aunt Xiao lifted the cloth covered by another wicker basket. In the basket were two plastic bags, and a deep-mouthed basin containing corn tortillas and potatoes, and in the basin were boiled vegetables: potatoes and pumpkin.

Each person put two spoonfuls of boiled vegetables in their bowls, and everyone ate them.

Chu Tianqi noticed that there was still saccharin in the cornmeal cake.

Cao Yukun no longer showed his rejection of saccharin, but ate it with relish.

Everyone bowed their heads to eat, except for the sound of their mouths, there was no other sound, and the scene was somewhat dull.

Maybe he felt the embarrassment in the air, or he could apologize for the faux pass just now, Cao Yukun said with a smile: "I haven't eaten this kind of boiled food before, it turns out to be so delicious, Aunt Xiao, how did you boil it?"

Aunt Xiao blushed: "What's so delicious? This season is not green, and rural people have nothing else to eat, but to boil melons and dried vegetables." In fact, it's just to cut the yam eggs and pumpkin, and then put some oil and salt, all boiled like this. ”

"Is it that simple? But the taste is different, delicious, delicious. Cao Yukun praised again and again.

Chu Tianqi also wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but he didn't have the right words for a while, so he could only bow his head and eat.

Although Cao Yukun kept talking, almost all of them were singing a one-man show, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

In the process of the whole meal, I don't know if Cao Yukun was really fragrant or really hungry, anyway, I ate five or six corn tortillas alone. For this reason, Chu Tianqi only ate two, and then used mung bean soup to fill the seams in his stomach.

After lunch, Aunt Xiao packed up her food and went home with a basket.

The people rested for a while and went back to work.

The sun was hot at one o'clock in the afternoon. But Shao Wanfu's father and son are still working as usual, and they don't even sweat much, and they have obviously adapted to this kind of life. For them, the sun in this season is not poisonous enough, and the second or third hoe season is called hot.

After eating lunch, he was already sleepy, and there was a big sun on his head, Cao Yukun put down his hoe directly after holding on for less than half an hour, and hid in the shade of the ground to rest.

Chu Tianqi saw Cao Yukun slipping aside, but he pretended to turn a blind eye, and he was also worried about exposing that kid to a bad day. I grew up in the countryside, so it can be said that I have rough skin and thick meat, but people who grew up in the city have fine skin and tender meat, and I can't completely demand others with my own standards. Thinking of this, Chu Tianqi looked at Pei Xiaojun again.

At this time, Pei Xiaojun was crawling on the ground sweating like rain, his face was covered with sweat stains mixed with mud, strands of hair were sticking to his forehead and cheeks, and his already thin cheeks looked much smaller.

Taking a few steps diagonally, Chu Tianqi came to Pei Xiaojun as he approached: "Old Pei, just rest for a while, don't be tired, don't bask in the sun." ”

Pei Xiaojun didn't look up, but let out a "hmm", counted as a reply, and continued to move forward.

Chu Tianqi sighed secretly, shook his head slightly, and returned to his position. As soon as he picked up the hoe, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Pei Xiaojun also put down the hoe and walked to the ground.

Seeing that Pei and Cao had both arrived in the shade, Chu Tianqi felt a lot more down-to-earth, so he concentrated on hoeing the artemisia grass in the seedlings.

I don't know if it's because the temperature is extremely high today, or because he hasn't been outside for a long time, Chu Tianqi feels very hot now. In fact, during the special training in the capital, there was this kind of project of exposure under the sun, and the temperature was much higher than today, and one stop was one or two hours. But I don't know why, I feel so hot today, and I even have thoughts of not wanting to stick to it, which is probably the difference between Nai and helplessness.

Beads of sweat ran down the top of the head, down the cheeks, down the neck, onto the body, and dripping into the dirt. Gradually, those beads of sweat no longer rolled down, but formed crystal particles, and their faces and bodies were greasy. Turning his head to look, under the shade of the trees on the ground, a fat and a thin person were fanning the wind with their hats, looking at themselves with a smile, obviously watching the excitement.

"At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work?" a voice sounded.

Chu Tianqi heard it, it was Cao Yukun's voice, and there was no lack of ridicule and banter in his tone, and he was clearly looking at his good looks. So he turned his head and said: "Lao Cao, if you can think of this poem, it means that you have made great progress, you might as well think about the title of this poem and see what you can feel." ”

"Don't bother, we will do what we think, you can directly experience and understand with peace of mind. Saying that, Cao Yukun chanted the poem again, "The noon of hoeing day......

Throughout the afternoon, Cao Yukun and Pei Xiaojun rested a lot and did little.

After catching up with his little grandson after school, Shao Wanfu called it a day and returned home with everyone.

Dinner was the same as last night, it was still corn paste, but the dish was replaced by boiled eggplant strips.

After dinner, Chu Tianqi and the three of them returned to the west room.

I thought that the two of them were going to complain about themselves, but they never thought that as soon as they returned to the west room, they would both fall asleep.

Chu Tianqi couldn't help but feel sleepy, so he went directly to the kang and fell asleep.

……

In the next few days, Chu Tianqi asked Pei and Cao to get up.

Although Pei and Cao shouted that their bodies hurt and muttered non-stop, they finally got up. But when he got to the ground, he was not in a state at all. In particular, Cao Yukun also added the word "more", either hide to the side to enjoy the shade, or take out the camera to fiddle, and sometimes the two roots are not good at work.

At the beginning, whenever Pei and Cao slacked off, Chu Tianqi would recite "Compassion for Nong", and Pei Xiaojun could get up and work for a while, and later Pei Xiaojun simply desensitized to "Compassion for Nong".

Pei and Cao not only did not work actively, but they also ate less and less every day. It's no wonder that every day at noon is corn flour paste, and at night it's corn batter, not only the two sons can't stand it, but Chu Tianqi can't eat it anymore.

Chu Tianqi realized that the experience of "hoeing the day of the afternoon" should also end.