Ye Nanlin stared at the computer expressionlessly.

In fact, from the moment the door closed, he was really worried.

He never imagined that the accommodation in the countryside would be like this.

After getting along like this for three days and three nights, Ye Nanyi's mind was afraid that it would rise instead of falling.

But he believed Song Yaqiao.

A woman who falls in love with him can't be ambiguous with other men anymore.

Yes!

Not even ambiguous!

This is Ye Nanlin's own confidence.

As a result, the tightness of his face relaxed slightly.

"Your expression is cold for a while and hot for a while, what's the situation?" Sang Rui moved the chair next to him behind Ye Nanlin and watched with him.

Song Yaqiao and Ye Nanyi walked a section of Tiankan Road with their front and back feet, and followed the old man to a farmhouse.

The old man pointed to the firewood that had piled up half of the dam and said, "Young man, your task this afternoon is to chop this firewood into bundles like the one over there. ”

Song Yaqiao followed the direction of the uncle's finger and looked towards the kitchen, where there were many bundles of arm-length firewood.

Looking back at the dams, most of them are discarded furniture, small and medium-sized pieces that have been split from large pieces of furniture, and they only need to organize the small pieces into firewood branches that are easy to bundle.

A small part is twigs and weeds picked up from the mountains.

The sun is shining.

Song Yaqiao and Ye Nanyi's two heads were full of sweat, and sweat slid straight down their foreheads from their hair.

The old man carefully took two electric fans and two basins of cold water: "Young man, the conditions in the countryside are poor, you can make do with it, and go back early after finishing your work early." ”

The electric fan is turned on, but even if it is turned to the highest setting, it will blow hot air.

Both of them casually chose to turn off the fans.

I washed my face with cold water, and then moved the wooden bench and machete where I was chopping wood and the machete to the only small shady place here.

Ye Nanyi dragged over half of the small pieces of furniture: "I'll come to the big one, and you can come to the small one." ”

"Okay." Song Yaqiao was also polite.

In such weather, her rejection is fake, and acceptance is true.

Why not let Ye Nanyi be a gentleman.

The accompanying staff took out a box of Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid and handed it to Song Yaqiao.

Song Yaqiao saw the treasure, and happily inserted two and handed them to Ye Nanyi.

Ye Nanyi is naturally sensitive to drugs, and he will never be treated with medicine if he can eat therapy, he is born with a good foundation, rarely gets sick, and is even more repulsive to drugs.

But I can't help it right now.

Sang Rui pinched the sweat for Song Yaqiao.

How long has she been discharged from the hospital?

One month?

The body has just recovered, and it is necessary to do such heavy work?

The hot pot restaurant is barely there.

Do farm work, but don't get dizzy.

"Today's temperature is nearly 40 degrees, they have been doing this for a few hours, even if they drink medicine, they can't resist it, aren't you afraid of your wife suffering from heat stroke? This show is a bit interesting, and it really lets these rich young masters and young ladies do farm work. ”

Ye Nanlin was not distressed.

Song Yaqiao wants to defeat Luo Yanwan, this is a must pass.

Luo Yanwan returned halfway, and had already given Song Yaqiao half of the chance to succeed, and she had to go through the rest by herself: "This is to train them to bear hardships and stand hard work, rural socialization is the best way to reflect the people, whether it is really close to the people or fake to be close to the people, these most simple villagers can give the answer." Even if they don't work in the commercial department in the future, it will be a qualitative leap for their own image. Especially Yaqiao, if you want to enter the Ministry of Commerce, you must have absolute persuasiveness. ”

Sang Rui understood Ye Nanlin's ruthlessness.

To a certain extent, this is also a kind of out-of-sight purity: "Also, externally, you protect her, say that you are selfish, don't protect her, under the attack of Luo Yanwan and An Xinya, there is no good life." Song Yaqiao is really difficult. Did you know that this experience would be difficult, so you let your second brother go? ”

"I know that this mission is difficult, and letting my second brother go is to fulfill his heart for Song Yaqiao."

"Dead heart? Look at your second brother's sad face when he looks at Song Yaqiao, he is helpless and distressed, and he wishes he could work for Song Yaqiao, is it a dead heart? ”

Ye Nanlin was speechless.

He can afford to gamble on Song Yaqiao's heart.

Wait until after three o'clock in the afternoon, this is Ye Nanli's time to get up after his lunch break.

Ye Nanlin turned off the computer, took his mobile phone and got up: "I'm going out now, if you want to be really idle, I will consider adding tasks to you, do your own thing, don't jump around in front of me." ”

Sang Rui sent him a grimace: "Why are you so conscienceless, aren't I here to report to you, by the way, just kidding, this is angry?" ”

Ye Nanlin walked to the door and paused: "You have news so soon?" ”

"There is no big news, the small news is that Song Chengli is about to take his other pair of children to H City to attend an important banquet, this banquet is the birthday banquet of the old enemy who almost killed you last time."

Ye Nanlin chuckled in his heart: "Black master? ”

"Uh-huh."

"Where's the news?"

"Didn't you hand over the private detective you invited to me for docking, the news that the private detective returned to me after following that pair of children for a week, next Sunday at 9 o'clock in the evening, H City Seaside Hotel, An Yao is also on the invitation list, Anxinya and Mo Lianjin will attend as her right and left hands, how do I think, your opponents will join forces to deal with you."

"You prepare, go over with the private detective, supervise Song Chengli throughout the process, and report to me if there is any trouble."

"I'm just here to tell you that I'm going to go with the private detective and leave tomorrow, what about you, without an invitation, will you come uninvited?"

"There's no hurry." It's not worth his attention.

"It's worthy of Ye Sanshao, steady!" Ye Nanlin was right, just such a party was in his heart, so he looked down on those people too much.

Sang Rui never forgot one thing.

The business of H City is Ye Nanlin's world!

This guy has evidence in his hand that the enemy doesn't know, and the enemy can't turn over his Five Finger Mountain, no matter how much he turns it.

……

Song Yaqiao's arm wiping sweat is far less fast than sweat flowing down.

The basin of cool water next to it has been washed into a sweat basin by her.

Song Yaqiao put down the machete.

Swap both basins for water.

The most uncomfortable thing is not only sweating.

It's a machete in your hand.

The first time she came into contact with machetes and chopping wood, was when her grandmother was seriously ill one year, and her mother took her back to her grandmother's house to take care of her.

My grandfather went early, and my mother really wanted to take my grandmother to live in the city.

But my grandmother has lived in her hometown all her life, and she has worked all her life, where can she give up her own house and land, plus everything in the city costs money, everything is expensive, the rice she eats is far less delicious than her own growing, and the meat she eats is not as good as her own home-raised.

At that time, my grandmother was in good health, and my mother came home to visit her regularly, so she did not force my grandmother to move to the city.

When my grandmother was seriously ill, it happened to be the summer vacation of a certain year.

She was 9 years old.

In order to help her mother share the housework, she took the initiative to pick up a machete and chop wood.

So, the mother was busy working on the stove, and she was busy working under the stove.

At that time, I had a lot of contact, and I was able to chop firewood, and I could almost finish a meal with my mother.

Her arm strength also amazed her mother, praising her for being a daughter and having a man's arm strength, and in the future, she was not afraid of not being able to find a job and be hungry.

But more than ten years have passed, and after the car accident, Song Yaqiao picked up the machete again, and her arm strength was not as good as before.

Before, cutting several bundles in one go was not a problem.

At the moment, it is difficult to cut one bundle in one go, and to cut two bundles, you have to shake your right hand.

She was forced to wash her face to cover up her lack of hands.