Rolling up his sleeves, tying his trouser legs, and waving his hoe one after another, after more than an hour of adaptation and learning, Zhang Ran quickly got up and down...

But..., in fact, these are just appearances, if you look at it from a distance, Zhang Ran seems to be not much different from ordinary farmers when they work. But if you get closer and look closely, you will find that Zhang Ran's way of working or exerting force is actually very wrong.

To put it simply, if an experienced peasant woman like Zhang Li needs a hoe to get rid of a small piece of weeds, then the same small piece of weeds needs at least two or more hits to replace Zhang Ran.

A novice like Zhang Ran, if seen by an experienced old farmer, will be laughed at as "can't work" or thankless...

Why is this so? The reason is mainly that the work of weeding seems very simple, probably just a wave of a hoe to eradicate weeds. But in fact, the real situation is not as simple and easy as imagined.

The use of a hoe also requires skill, whether it is the posture of holding the hoe or the action of exerting force, it is very particular. For example, when grabbing a hoe, you can't grab it too forward, otherwise your waist will be very tired, and you won't be able to straighten your waist after a long time. You can't grab too far back, and it's easy to hurt your feet when swinging the hoe. When weeding, you must also bend down, not straight, otherwise you will not be able to use all your strength, and it will be difficult to eradicate the grass...

These experiences are some related memories of Zhang Ran's "original body", although Zhang Ran knows these tricks, but if you want to use them skillfully, it will take a lot of effort.

Therefore, Zhang Ran has to stay away from Zhang Li's mother and daughter, only in this way can Zhang Ran have enough time to familiarize himself with these skills, so as to cover up the "disharmony" when he is working, and avoid exposing more flaws, thus arousing the suspicion of his mother Zhang Li...

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Perhaps because no one has taken care of them for a long time, the weeds in Zhang Ran's field have grown extremely luxuriantly, most of them even taller than seedlings. Often, the height of each weed is directly proportional to the degree of development of its root system, and the higher the weed grows, the more developed its root system is.

In addition, Zhang Ran used an extremely rudimentary stone hoe, and he failed to master the power skills well, which directly led to Zhang Ran needing to spend a lot of effort and swing the hoe vigorously to uproot the weeds.

With the passage of time, because of the long time swinging the hoe, Zhang Ran's thin body gradually became a little overwhelmed, and the heavy physical labor also made Zhang Ran sweat, and the big drops of sweat continued to drip down his cheeks...

And the more sweat flowed, the more water Zhang Ran's body lost, and soon Zhang Ran began to become dry, feeling bitter in his mouth, and getting more and more thirsty, and it was extremely difficult to swallow and spit...

Zhang Ran knew that this was due to a serious lack of water in his body, and if he didn't replenish water in time, he would likely become dehydrated, so he couldn't care too much, and trotted back to the ridge to find water to quench his thirst.

"Goo Dong, Goo Dong~"

Zhang Ran held the clay pot with both hands, aimed it at his mouth, and swallowed the cold water in the clay pot in a big gulp.

wiped a handful of water stains left at the corners of his mouth, put the clay pot back into the rattan basket, Zhang Ran lay on his back on the grass on the ridge, his head rested on his hands, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky in a daze...

After resting for less than half an hour, Zhang Ran got up and took out another clay pot from the rattan basket, drank a few sips of water, and then slowly returned to the field, found the hoe he had just dropped, and started the weeding work again.

Once people's attention is concentrated, they will feel that time flies, and before they know it, time passes little by little. When Zhang Ran felt a little hot, he looked up and found that the sun was about to reach the top of his head.

At this point, it was probably close to noon. It's the hottest time of the day.

Under the scorching sun, Zhang Ran kept swinging the hoe, shoveling on the dry land, and every time the hoe was raised and fell, it would take away Zhang Ran's few traces of physical strength.

Soon, Zhang Ran's thin and thin body gradually shook a little, and the hoe in his hand seemed to become heavier and heavier.

"Ahh I'm so tired..."

Zhang Ran raised his hand, wiped the sweat from his cheeks, took a few big breaths, and then folded his hands on the wooden handle of the hoe, and tried to lean the center of gravity of his body forward, using the hoe to support most of the weight of the body, so as to relieve some fatigue and win a little respite and relaxation for his overwhelmed body...

Taking advantage of this rare moment of rest, Zhang Ran couldn't help but look back at the fruits of his labor. Then, Zhang Ran happily found that after several hours of hard work, the weeds in the large field behind him had been cleared, and as far as the eye could see, there were only some sparse grass seedlings left in the field swaying in the breeze...

"It's okay, it's not in vain!" Looking at these seedlings that he cleaned up with his own hands, Zhang Ran squinted his eyes and nodded happily, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

After a short rest, Zhang Ran sweated again, gritted his teeth and continued to devote himself to the great cause of weeding. Soon, half a day passed in a flash, and the sun gradually passed over Zhang Ran's head.

"That's a little bit too much!"

Zhang Ran held a hoe in one hand and built a pergola above his eyebrows with the other to block the sun, looked up, and said in his heart.

At this time, the weather was even hotter, and half a day's work not only made Zhang Ran sweat profusely, but also made Zhang Li and Hui'er also sweat a lot. But despite this, the mother and daughter still gritted their teeth and kept wielding their hoes to remove the weeds from the field little by little.

At this moment, Zhang Ran's body was extremely tired, and he wanted to stop and take a good rest, but when he raised his eyes and saw that not far away, even his ten-year-old sister Sui'er didn't complain, she was still gritting her teeth and insisting... Zhang Ran was naturally embarrassed to admit that he wanted to rest, so although he felt dizzy from hunger and panting from exhaustion, Zhang Ran could only smile helplessly, and continued to work hard with his body.

Although Zhang Ran had a sense of shame in his heart that he was unwilling to admit defeat, his weak body greatly dragged him back. The hours of uninterrupted work not only exhausted Zhang Ran's last trace of physical strength, but also reduced Zhang Ran's physical function below the critical point.

"Poof!!"

Zhang Ran's eyes were dark, and the whole body fell down involuntarily, and his tired body couldn't bear it anymore, and instantly fell into a patch of weeds.

"Brother! Brother! What's wrong with you, brother? ”

"Mother, something is wrong, my brother has fainted again!"