Mung bean soup.

What a seductive three words.

The ox cart was full of people, and Principal Wu and Uncle Guan smiled and gave them mung bean soup one by one.

Principal Wu said to the students: "This is the mung bean donated by Zheng Shan and Bai Xiaojun's mother to our team. ”

"Good!"

"Remember!"

"Xiaojun, your mother is so good, my mother won't make mung bean soup for me."

Zheng Shan and Bai Xiaojun were a little confused, Zheng Shan was still expressionless as always, and Bai Xiaojun's face turned red.

The educated youths all brought their own kettles, and Principal Wu poured a pot for each of them, and comforted: "One more scoop of water, drink it, they are all tired." ”

Principal Wu looked at them one by one, and saw that there was still a figure in the field that was not moving, so he beckoned: "That little comrade, come over and drink mung bean soup!" ”

She spoke, but no one in the field moved.

Principal Wu didn't think much about it, and went to her with a bowl of mung bean soup.

"Girl, don't do it, let's have a bowl of mung bean soup first." Principal Wu looked at this girl who couldn't even use a sickle, and attributed her to the ranks of the new educated youth, and couldn't help complaining in his heart that the educated youth was unreliable.

Rushing to send people on the first day of the autumn harvest doesn't make the child suffer in vain?

Look at her, squatting on the ground, holding a sickle as a saw, not only strening, but also easy to hurt herself.

When the girl heard Principal Wu's voice, she subconsciously shrank her neck, and was stunned for a moment, she bit her lower lip and continued to chop the corn stalk as if she didn't hear it.

Principal Wu was a little helpless, she wanted to stretch out her hand, but she was afraid of spilling the mung bean soup in her hand, so she turned around and shouted, "Xiaolan, come and help me." ”

"It's coming!"

Wen Lan put down the kettle and ran over, wiped her mouth and asked, "Principal, what's the matter?" ”

"Help me snatch this little comrade's scythe down, be careful not to hurt you both." Principal Wu smiled helplessly.

Wen Lan's brain has always chosen not to move when she can move or not, she didn't expect that Principal Wu didn't know who this person was, and she didn't feel anything wrong, so she reached out and snatched the sickle from the girl's hand when she saw the opportunity.

Principal Wu breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and handed over the mung bean soup: "Little comrade, take a break and drink some mung bean soup first, you don't use the sickle in the wrong way, when you finish drinking, I'll teach you." ”

The girl listened to Principal Wu's excessively gentle voice, raised her head timidly, looked at her and whispered, "I, my father is...... I can't ......."

Her eyelashes quivered slightly, like a restless little beast. After saying this, her face turned white, and she subconsciously closed her eyes and lowered her head.

Principal Wu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "No matter who your father is, you have to drink mung bean soup." ”

The girl's trembling stopped, and she slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was still that gentle smiling face.

Principal Wu held the bowl and motioned for her to take it quickly.

The girl cautiously stretched out her hand tentatively, her eyelashes trembling, as if she were ready to be splashed with this bowl of mung bean soup.

What was imagined did not happen.

She took the mung bean soup safely.

"Drink, I'll teach you how to use a scythe when you're done." Principal Wu smiled gently, and reached out to take her scythe from Wen Lan's hand, "You are going to have an accident with the sickle like this, I will confiscate your scythe first, and then give it to you later." ”

The girl held the bowl and looked at Principal Wu with shocked and puzzled eyes.

Principal Wu just smiled and walked away with his sickle.

She put the sickle on the ox cart and went with Uncle Guan to deliver mung bean soup to the villagers of the next team.

"The headmaster is such a warm person." Lin Nianhe held the kettle and said softly.

"Yes......" Wang Shumei responded, turned nervous, she stood up straight, and said to the people around her, "Hey, we didn't see anything just now!" Got it? ”

Several girls looked up at the sky one after another, chattering:

"I saw something, I didn't see anything."

"Mung bean soup is so delicious, who has the heart to look at it!"

"It's just, oops, my hands hurt......"

Wang Shumei looked at the seven brothers of Xinmu again: "What about you?" ”

After asking this, she felt redundant.

The seven male intellectuals and Zhou Chujiang were no longer human, and their eyes were stunned, obviously not noticing what had just happened.

Wang Shumei smacked her tongue and sat back beside the ridge with satisfaction.

Everyone drank mung bean soup and was silent, no one wanted to speak.

The new intellectuals who experienced the autumn harvest for the first time only felt hopeless, while the old intellectuals ...... They just want to know how many more autumn harvests they have to go through.

Their future, like the cornfields in front of them, has no hope in sight......

"The gloves are off, I'll take a look."

"Huh? What to see...... Hey, it's red, it looks like it's going to blister. ”

"Give, paint."

"What?"

"Peppermint cream."

"You even have this?"

"Well, I brought it to you."

"Hey...... Thank you, Brother Yun Cheng. ”

"Let's paint it."

"I said, thank you, thank you!"

"No thanks."

“……”

Next to the ridge, a group of educated youths who were thinking about life and the future slowly turned their heads and looked at the two people who were very slight.

Xie Yufei shook his head and stretched out his hand directly: "Brother Cheng, give me some too?" My hands are blistering! ”

"Pretentious." Su Yuncheng looked at him coldly.

His gaze swept over Xie Yufei, looked at Wang Shumei and said, "When she finishes painting, you can divide it." ”

He took it out and didn't plan to take it back.

It can not only consolidate the relationship with others for Lin Nianhe, but also avoid people's eyes.

"Thank you, Comrade Su!"

"Thank you, Brother Su."

"Uh......h Nian He, you will marry after the autumn harvest! ”

Lin Nianhe looked at them in astonishment: "You married me off with a box of mint cream?" ”

The girls: "Yes, I can repay my kindness and ...... Anyway, it's a win-win-win! ”

Lin Nianhe: "If you have the ability, just say what you omitted!" ”

"Oh, you can't say anything that is not good for unity......"

Lin Nianhe glared at them, turned his head and saw that Su Yuncheng's neck was red.

A touch of cunning flashed in her eyes, pinching the small tin box with mint paste, and said glutinously: "Brother Yun Cheng, can you help me apply some medicine?" I'm not good at it. ”

Su Yuncheng choked violently, don't turn your head and cough non-stop.

Wen Lan: "You can even cover a traumatic injury as serious as Daxi, and you can't apply medicine to your hands and paws?" ”

Without waiting for Lin Nianhe to glare at her, the other girls held her down with all their hands, especially their mouths, and covered their hands several times.

If it weren't for Sister Lan's tenacious vitality, she would have suffocated to death in the hot land of the Ten Mile Brigade today.

Su Yuncheng stopped coughing and turned his head, facing Lin Nianhe's smiling eyes.

He coughed twice, pretended to be calm and wiped his hand clean, took the mint cream, picked up a little and applied it to Lin Nianhe's palm.

His eyebrows were tightly locked, and his movements were light, as if he was touching some rare treasure.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's cool."

"Tell me it hurts."

"Okay."

On the side, Feng Wei looked at the two of them, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He remembered that once before, the soles of his feet were pierced by dead branches, and the pain made him scream, and he Cheng Brother directly plugged his mouth with a towel, and said: Don't affect the hygienist to bandage.

Now......

Feng Wei looked at it with a blank eye, and became a little fat man of two hundred and eight pounds.