Feng Yin was the first to get off the tricycle and turned to support Grandma Yun.

Grandma Yun's eyes were a little moved, and she stood on the ground, feeling a lot of emotion for a while.

How many years, how many years have I not been to this familiar place.

"Come, come, I'll give you a job."

Holding a scythe to his waist, Wind Yin beckoned the trio to come forward and divide two ridges for each of them.

"What about me?"

Grandma Yun actively raised her hand, and she was not good for wanting to participate in labor.

"You, do whatever you want, do whatever you can, you focus on a mental nostalgia, just mean it."

After hearing this, Grandma Yun thought about it, yes, why is she so tired?

There are only six ridges in total, which is not very long.

After Feng Yin and Brother Zhang confirmed the six ridges, they held the sickle in one hand and the bud rice pole in the other, and started drying.

At the same time, she opened the live broadcast room.

"Golden Autumn - At the end of September, I took the team to the countryside to send warmth!"

"You see, these are all my country."

Feng Yin took his mobile phone and showed a small piece of bud rice to the people who came in the live broadcast room one after another.

"Without further ado, let's get to work, and I'll show you my little flower team."

As soon as the camera turned, Li Sanyi, Zhang Boer, and Lin Yu broke into the camera, and the unified Northeast floral headscarf was very bright.

"Are you unhappy about Qiu Yougao?"

Feng Yin shouted and asked, in exchange for a happy voice from the three of them, who didn't have much energy.

"It doesn't sound like a lot of emotion, but I forgot to tell you that I was invited to take charge of the meal, which means that I will cook the food for the next few days."

Brush Brush Brush!

Three eyes fell on Feng Yin's body.

"Really Boss?"

"Boss, I'm sure I'll do a good job! By the way, my parents don't have anything to do, can you come? ”

Lin Yu, who eats and drinks without forgetting his family, got Feng Yin's approval.

"Whatever you want."

Lin Yuye sighed, took out his mobile phone first, and contacted.

There are not many times when the boss cooks, and the opportunity cannot be lost.

As soon as Li Sanyi thought of Feng Yin having to cook, he had a little more strength and worked.

Holding the mobile phone, Feng Yin fixed the mobile phone to the position of his waist, held the sickle in his hand, and began to cut the corn stalk.

[It's eleven soon, I've booked my plane ticket, and I'm ready to go back to cutting corn. 】

[I am a big boss, and I have to go home to cut corn every year on the eleventh day, and I don't squeak when I cut it. 】

[What are you, I'm cutting corn for my future father-in-law's house, I really can't see the end! 】

[Why do they immediately come to work as soon as they hear the wind chant about cooking? 】

In the comment area, a group of elites from all walks of life who are ready to go home to do farm work on the eleventh day, and bosses from all walks of life have come out to speak.

Too much of the same experience, so that everyone cherishes each other for a while.

What luxury cars pull corn, peanuts, and corn jokes are all real in reality.

Even after doing work, I have to suffer from the dislike of my own parents and parents, what a broken car! So little!

If you dare not do it, be sure to be told by your own mother: What is the use of you!

Netizens who sympathize with the same disease began to complain in the live broadcast room of Fengyin.

And the wind chant is dedicated to work, brushing the scythe and waving it, and once it goes, the six ridges are finished.

"Good job, I'll go back to cooking."

Feng Yin drove away the tricycle left by Brother Zhang.

"Brother Li, can the boss come back to pick us up?"

"Well—not necessarily." Li Sanyi looked at Grandma Yun, who had also not left, and said, "It's okay, Grandma is here." ”