"Yes, it's to pick peppers and harvest eggplants", Cheng Yangyang nodded.

"Since that's the case, isn't the child on vacation, let the children help you!" Village Chief Wang suddenly thought that the children would be on vacation after the exam today, and this work should be able to help.

"I've thought about this, after Qingqing and Xiao'an have a holiday, I also plan to send the two of them to work in the vegetable field, but I don't know if everyone is willing to ......."

She really didn't want to be convicted of child labor, and she didn't want to see a bunch of kids working in the fields for her.

"Yes, yes!" the villagers thought she was too careful, "how old the dolls in that village are to help the family with the work, what's this?"

"What, what are you all talking about!" Chen Sanniang saw that she was being ignored, she said anxiously, "Didn't you talk about us just now!"

"Have you forgotten about these old men and old ladies in our village?"

"Third grandma, you ......" Cheng Yangyang wanted to refuse her kindness, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Sanniang.

"What is this, what is this, Cheng girl, are you afraid that we won't be able to do it?" Chen Sanniang looked like she questioned, "Then last year, when you didn't plant my family's land, didn't we have to work in the field?"

"It's only been a year, and we don't need to use this old bone?"

"Third grandma, I didn't mean that!" Cheng Yangyang wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

"I don't care what you mean, I've been resting at home for more than half a year, and if I don't move anymore, this old bone will have a problem!"

"Cheng girl, the third grandmother is right, my father has been asking me, can I find a job!" Wang Dashu couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, Cheng girl, we know that you are kind-hearted, and you are reluctant to let them work for the elderly and children, but this is only four or five days, and when we harvest the crops and plant the land, we can come back to help you work." ”

The villagers persuaded her that in their opinion, the elderly and children in the family had to work in the fields, and they felt that it was not a big deal.

"Okay!" Cheng Yangyang was persuaded by them, and she had no other way.

Wangjiacun wants to plant her own land, but Liujiacun can come to help her harvest crops for a few days, and the vegetable field seems to only trouble the old people in the village.

"The elders in the family who can work in the fields will follow me to the vegetable field this afternoon, and tomorrow there will be a car to pull the vegetables away. ”

"Okay, let's go back to you and tell them!"

"Okay, let's go home for lunch first, the children are about to finish the exam", Cheng Yangyang asked everyone to go back.

"Ouch, yes, it's all this time!" everyone had been talking here for almost a morning, and it was time to go home and cook.

"Let's go, you see, the children are out of class", the villagers standing by the window saw that the school at the bottom of the mountain was over, and they scattered in droves.

After the villagers left, Cheng Yangyang got up and went out, but she went to the small vegetable garden in the back mountain, and Nanfeng followed her and went with her.

"Don't mind what happened just now, everyone is too anxious", Cheng Yangyang said suddenly.

"It's okay, this king still has this measure", Nan Fengfang didn't take what the villagers just said to heart at all, "Besides, Miss Cheng, didn't you help this king explain?"

"I'm just telling you the truth, and I didn't mean to help you. ”

After the villagers left, Cheng Yangyang's mood plummeted, and the calm she showed in front of people just now was all pretended.

More than 4,000 acres of land were burned for no reason, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone to change it.

"Are your feet okay?" Nanfeng watched her limp and came back in the morning to see that her shoes had run off and her feet were covered with wounds.

"It's okay", she has already washed the wound with energy water, it's nothing, it's just that it hurts when she walks.

"You should go back to rest!" Nanfeng grimaced, with a hint of command.

"It's not time to rest yet", can she sit still? Things have been piling up lately.

"Cheng ......"

"Lord Wang, if you have time, take care of your wounds first!" Cheng Yangyang was a little annoyed with him, she was in a very bad mood now, and she just wanted to be alone.

Hearing this, Nanfeng looked at the place where he cut his hand because he couldn't cut the rice, and couldn't help laughing.

He shook his injured hand helplessly, "It's okay, this little injury is a small matter compared to the knife wound on his body." ”

Cheng Yangyang arrived at the vegetable field, plunged directly into the vegetable garden, picked the vegetables to be made today, and turned back, Nan Fengfang followed her all the time, without speaking.

After eating at noon, Cheng Yangyang didn't even rest, she went down the mountain directly, she went to Uncle Wang's house and pulled out the bamboo basket for vegetables, and more than a dozen bamboo basket snails were together, almost heavier than her.

Little by little, she pulled the bamboo basket to the side of the road at the entrance of the village, and lifted the bamboo basket to the top of her head in several trips and took it to the vegetable field.

The scorching sun on his head made the earth hot, the air seemed to have been roasted dry, and when the whole village did not dare to take a step out of the house easily, only Cheng Yangyang wore a straw hat and squatted in the ground.

She picked the pepper in her hand and moved it in the ground little by little, but somehow, there were tears in her eyes, and the tears fell to the ground and were dried in an instant.

Cheng Yangyang's body shrunk into a ball, she hugged her legs, buried her face in her arms, and sobbed in a low voice.

With more than 4,000 acres of grain, she doesn't care how much she can sell, but that's grain!

At the beginning of the year, there was a famine, how many people were starved to death, how many ** ions were scattered, all because there was no food, and now the crops are about to be harvested, but half of them were burned by a fire!

Tell her how not to be sad, how not to hate!

"Ahem!" Nan Feng followed her from just now, watching her move the bamboo basket little by little, and move in the ground little by little, until he saw her trembling back, he didn't say anything.

"Miss Cheng, girls can cry if they want to, there's nothing to be embarrassed about," he said softly.

In the capital, how many women use tears as a means, and pear blossoms bring rain in front of people, which makes him think that girls cry whenever there is something trivial, and there is no shame in crying.

Cheng Yangyang heard Nanfeng's voice, she gritted her teeth, tried hard to stabilize her emotions, wiped her sleeves, wiped her tears, and continued to work.

She didn't want to talk to him, Nanfeng didn't say anything, just stood aside and watched her back, didn't help, and didn't step forward.

It wasn't until he saw someone from the village that Nanfeng walked away.

"Cheng girl, we're here!" Chen Sanniang walked with a group of old men and old ladies on crutches.