Song Yuanze came over and greeted Tang's father: "Hello uncle!" I'm Qinqin's boyfriend. ”

Dad Tang's eyes immediately changed, and the little alarm in his heart sounded woo-woo-woo.

"Qin's boyfriend?" Dad Tang looked at the younger generation in front of him who was not inferior to himself in height, tall and leg, Zhilan Yushu, and had a good image and temperament, and the last three words were very heavy.

"Qin, come here."

Tang Qinqin, who was about to sneak into the courtyard away from the Shura Field, sighed in annoyance and walked over obediently.

"This is your boyfriend?" Dad Tang looked at his pampered little girl, and he was reluctant to murder her, and his tone was as soft as possible.

Tang Qinqin glanced at Song Yuanze beside him and nodded obediently.

"So, when did it start?"

Dad Tang's question made people hear a strong grievance.

Tang Qinqin was about to open his mouth to explain, when Tang's mother came out with a vegetable basket.

"Hey! What are you two doing at the door? It's not that the girl is coming back......" Tang's mother suppressed her voice and looked at the extra strange young man.

Tang's father thought that Tang's mother would undoubtedly be on the same front as him, but when he didn't expect to hear that he was his daughter's boyfriend, his eyes lit up.

"Hey, what are you doing standing at the door, come into the house, Old Tang, lead people into the house, Qin, you come with me to pick vegetables first."

After Tang Ma finished commanding in a few words, the father and daughter, who were accustomed to obeying the command of their family, each took their orders to go.

Dad Tang was reluctant, but after all, he still led Song Yuanze into the door expressionlessly, secretly looked at his words and deeds from time to time, and scored secretly in his heart.

Tang's mother successfully called her daughter to her side, successfully solved her doubts, and mastered the first-hand information related to her daughter's relationship.

"You, don't say it earlier, look at how long your father's face is, he usually doesn't say much, but he loves you very much, and he is not ready for his daughter to grow up, how can he treat that young man." Tang's mother said while neatly picking the vegetables in the vegetable garden at the door.

"But I think this lad is good. Where is his home? Parents ......"

Under Tang's mother's series of "tracing back to the source" questions, Tang Qinqin finally couldn't resist.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Tang Ma choked the conversation at this time, and the movements in her hands accelerated significantly.

……

After eating a sumptuous lunch with an unusually large atmosphere, the table was withdrawn, and the four of them sat on the kang.

After Song Yuanze accepted the two rounds of interrogation with Tang Dad and Tang Ma with a smile, Tang's mother was more satisfied with his attitude, and Tang's father looked even more stinky when he saw this.

But he had an idea in a flash.

"Daughter-in-law, go, go to the field."

"Hey, you haven't taken a nap yet, and you don't like to be exposed to the sun now?"

Tang's mother looked at Tang's father speechlessly, who was in a hurry as soon as she said she would go, how could she not know what kind of virtue her pillow person was.

Eighty percent began to move that old heart again.

"Mom, will the land at home be harvested by machine or by yourself this year?"

"This year, we have to rely on manpower, the rain is heavy, the soil in the field is wet and sticky, and the machine can't run." Tang Ma sighed.

A while ago, the peanut field was harvested because of the problem of rain, and it was harvested by manpower output.

After that, my back hurt for a few days, but I still put on a few plasters.

At present, it is difficult to face so many acres of corn, sweet potatoes and peanuts to be harvested.

Tang Qinqin found an old set of clothes from his room to change into, and put on a hat and gloves.

Song Yuanze also made a neat dress to work in the field, and rushed to take the farm tools in Tang's mother's hand.

The light in Tang's mother's eyes became brighter and softer.

Tang's father rode three wheels by himself, Song Yuanze drove Tang Qinqin's mother and daughter, and the four of them started the highlight of their eleventh holiday.

Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, Tang Qinqin came back to help harvest a few acres of peanuts, and there was not much left, but it was easy to say, the focus was on corn and sweet potatoes, which needed to be broken by themselves, planed by themselves, transported home by themselves, and cut straw by themselves, which was a big project.

Dad Tang got off the ground and worked neatly, although he had the intention of watching Song Yuanze's performance, but he couldn't be distracted and delayed his work, the crops relied on the sky to eat, even if the crops were ripe, they had to have a good weather to dry and store, which did not race against time!

The remaining three consciously followed up, and Song Yuanze took the bag and followed behind Dad Tang to put the broken corn into the bag, and then was responsible for carrying the bag and putting it into the tricycle.

Dad Tang was busy, quietly observing the "enemy situation", he thought that looking at the weak young man, he did his work neatly and neatly, without procrastination, and he could easily carry a sack of corn, and his face was not red or panting, and his pace was brisk, but it was like a work style, which made him look high.

Like Tang's father, Tang's mother is also carefully observing the "future son-in-law", although she does have a good impression of him, but people can't be good-looking, don't parents always have to worry about their children.

Knowing her daughter Mo Ruomu, she knows that her child is simple-hearted and straightforward, and she stupidly thinks that the world is full of good people, and she has to check her daughter.

Tang Qinqin knew that Tang's father and Tang's mother would definitely observe Song Yuanze's performance invisibly, and she couldn't help much, and she wouldn't brush up on impression points, so she worked hard honestly.

Obsidian has just sprinkled Huan'er along the corn leaf slide, which leaf should he hide under at this time to "wait for the rabbit".

The upper limit of its form size is stable at the size of a regular egg, and the lower limit can be infinitely smaller, depending on its mood.

When it is possible to expose people, it will choose to make itself smaller and less intimidating.

Tang Qinqin's mother and daughter are mainly responsible for breaking the corn and putting it into a bag, which is filled with someone to carry the bag.

The edge of the corn leaf is pulled, and if you accidentally rub it on the skin, a red mark will appear, which is a bit like the signature method of pulling the seedlings.

The people who work in the fields are experienced, and most of them have taken protective measures, wearing long thin coats or long-sleeved covers.

At the beginning, it was still Tang's father and Tang's mother who were the two old crops leading the speed, and soon after, the physical strength advantage of the two young people who had been tempered by a lot of games came up, leaving Tang's father and Tang's mother far behind, so that the speed of filling sacks could not keep up with Song Yuanze's rhythm, and he also rolled up his sleeves and joined the team of breaking corn.

Looking at the two young people in front of him who were working and chatting at a slow speed, Dad Tang sadly wanted to look at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

It's a good thing that someone helps to work, he's happy, and he's happy that the future "son-in-law" is capable, the key is, his damn desire to win is in turmoil, how can the old man be compared to his son-in-law?

At this time, he had not yet discovered that his attitude towards Song Yuanze, the "junior" who robbed his own watery cabbage, had begun to change.