Chapter 1377: Rebirth of Educated Youth (4)
After the clerk left, only Wen Cha and Liu Jiangyue were left in the field.
Wen Cha glanced at Liu Jiangyue secretly, and wanted to ask him how he should work, but seeing his lukewarm face, she couldn't say anything when the words came to her mouth, so she buried her head and picked up the hoe on the ground.
Liu Jiangyue glanced at her, and saw that she didn't know how to work and pretended to be very good, and twitched the corner of her mouth.
"Kid, you don't do the work."
Wen Cha picked her fingers and looked down at her toes, "Then what do you say?" β
Liu Jiangyue took the hoe in her hand, bowed her waist, neatly dug in the position she had dug, and dug a few more times, and a few fat and long sweet potatoes were completely peeled out of the soil, without any injury.
Wen Cha's eyes widened, "How did you do that?" β
"You are too light, you haven't found the right position yet, a sweet potato has been dug by you a few times, of course it will be dignified, as long as you find the right position and put in the right effort, you can do as well as me."
Wen Cha's eyes were a little eager to try, and she wanted to take back the hoe from Liu Jiangyue's hand, but when her hand touched the hoe, she frowned in pain.
Liu Jiangyue lowered his eyes and found that her palms were covered with blisters and two new wounds.
He frowned and said with a little disgust: "Why are you so squeamish."
Wen Cha's face turned red when he was said, and a trace of shame rose in his heart, "I'm not squeamish, I just haven't adapted well, and when I get used to it, I don't want you to teach me." β
Her fair face tilted slightly. A pair of black eyes are full of hope and aura, and they look incompatible with the countryside.
Liu Jiangyue was stunned for a moment, and turned around and wanted to slap himself.
"Wrap your hands first, and I'll teach you."
Wen Cha rummaged through her body, found a pale green handkerchief, and wrapped her palm.
"I'm ready."
Liu Jiangyue glanced at her tender five fingers, pursed her mouth, said nothing, picked up a hoe and taught her how to judge the position of sweet potatoes.
Wen Cha listened obediently on the side, and when he was finished, he was going to get the hoe.
"Don't move." Liu Jiangyue held her hand and took a hoe to dig out all the ground where she had cut the sweet potato vines.
Wen Cha stood aside and froze, "How are you ...... How to ......"
"Little friend," Liu Jiangyue straightened up and looked at her twice, "I'll only give you a demonstration, and I won't come next time, you know?" β
The gratitude that rose in Wen Cha's heart immediately turned into nothingness.
Liu Jiangyue looked at her puffing out, and a smile crossed her eyes, "It's not good to be a little one, but you can't have a big temper." β
Wen Cha said goodbye, and said unconvinced: "I don't want you to help in vain, I can give you money."
Liu Jiangyue raised his eyebrows, "You want to buy me to help you work?" β
"Can't you?"
"Yes," the corners of Liu Jiangyue's mouth hooked up a slightly encouragingly smile, "As long as you can afford the money, you can let me do anything." β
Warm tea: "...... Neuropathy! β
"Okay," Liu Jiangyue didn't take her words to heart, picked up the sickle and cut off some of the remaining sweet potato vines, and turned back to her and said, "I'll help you so much today, and you can do the rest yourself."
Wen Cha glanced at his hand and retreated a little, "I'll give you money, you help me." β
"Not today," Liu Jiangyue shook his head, "I haven't finished my own yet, and when I finish my own work, you can hire me." β
"Okay." Wen Cha nodded and asked seriously, "How much does it cost you to hire you?"
Seeing her stunned, Liu Jiangyue's fingers were a little itchy, and he wanted to pull her fleshy face hard, "It's expensive to hire me." β
"How expensive?" Wen Cha puffed out his eyes, a little naΓ―ve, and a little squeamish, and didn't seem to take money in his eyes.
Liu Jiangyue could see that she was from a good background and should be the eldest lady in the family.
"At least five cents a day."
Wen Cha thought about the two hundred yuan in his bag, as well as all kinds of food stamps and cloth stamps, and felt that it was very cheap to hire him.
So he agreed, "I know." β
The more Liu Jiang saw this, the more he felt that she was stupid, five cents a day, fifteen yuan a month, so much money, she didn't blink her eyes, isn't it staying?
Wen Cha didn't care what he was thinking, freed his uninjured hand, and began to pick up sweet potatoes one by one.
Liu Jiangyue looked at her for a while, saw that she didn't cry or cry out in pain, turned around and went back to his own field.
At noon, only a small part of Wencha's land was completed, and the results of the other five educated youths were not very good, and they could not be compared with the people in the village.
Liu Jianhong and Li Ruonan's hands also had blood blisters, and the three male intellectuals were even worse, and the back of their hands was full of small wounds cut from wheat leaves.
Liu Jianhong rejoiced: "Fortunately, the people in the village showed me a demonstration, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to do it."
Wen Cha thought of Liu Jiangyue and pursed his lips.
Li Ruonan on the side saw her like this, and sneered in her heart, "Smell the tea, someone must help you work, right?" β
Wen Cha glanced back at her, "Why are you asking this?" β
A hint of malice flashed in Li Ruonan's eyes, "You are so beautiful and so squeamish, the people in the village must like you very much." β
It's a bit damaging to say this, if you look beautiful, the people in the village like it, if you don't look beautiful, should you die?
What's more, the people in the village like girls who can work, not squeamish ladies at all, right?
"Labor is the most glorious, Li Ruonan, what does it matter if I am beautiful and whether I work or not, we are here to exercise, not to be lazy, I hope you understand your task of going to the countryside."
The rest of the male intellectuals agreed with Wen Cha's words very much, and said to Li Ruonan: "Comrade Li, Comrade Wencha is younger than us, but his ideological consciousness is higher than ours, you have to learn more from her, no matter how squeamish you are at home, you will be treated equally when you go to the countryside, you don't look at people with colored eyes."
Li Ruonan was blocked in his heart when he was said, and looked at Wen Cha hatefully, "What did I say, but I just asked, and it's not a big deal, how can you wronged me like this." β
"Li Ruonan, is that what you asked?" Wen Cha snorted coldly: "If you can't speak, shut up, no one treats you as a dumb person."
"You!"
"Okay, okay," Liu Jianhong hurriedly came out to play the round, "You two don't quarrel, let's go back and cook and eat." β
"As soon as you say it, I'm so hungry." Wen Cha covered her stomach and came to Liu Jianhong's side with a smile, "I want to eat an extra bowl of rice today." β
"Okay," Liu Jianhong took her hand and glanced at her wound worriedly, "Go back and apply some medicine to your hands, and when you come out, wrap your two hands again, so that you can feel at ease when you work." β
"I see." Wen Cha showed a sweet smile, feeling kind and likable to Liu Jianhong, a person who shines all the time.