Fu Jingyou thought that the educated youths from the city were all grains, and he didn't even know whether the rice was planted in paddy fields or mountains.

Lu Miao snorted softly, "Look at whom!" ”

She hasn't planted land, but she's planted flowers, isn't this kind of thing the same as kitchen cooking?

Digging pits, sowing seeds, fertilizing.

Stir-boiling, boiling oil, and stir-frying until fragrant are all similar processes.

The weeds swayed, the wind whispered, and the cuckoos could be heard along the road.

Lu Miao hummed a nameless tune and walked for a while, and suddenly asked curiously: "Isn't the land in the west closer to the village?" How did you get here? ”

The back mountain is not very high, and you can go around to the west of the land, but the premise is to "go around".

Fu Jingyou didn't answer this question, only reminded Lu Miao to say "It's here", and then avoided Lu Miao, and walked towards the west ramp with his burden on his shoulder.

"Strange people."

Lu Miao grunted and retracted his gaze to look at the cornfield on the side.

The mountains are surrounded by rings, and it looks like a bit of a terraced field, but it is dry land, not a paddy field.

Corn was planted on the high ground and peanuts were planted on the low ground, and her task was to hoe three points of grass in the morning, and it took four minutes to complete it.

When they came, those uncles said that the mountains were small, and one piece was one piece of land, and there was not much land in three points, so let Lu Miao work hard.

Lu Miao believed it, but looking at the three staircase-shaped pieces of land in front of her, she really wanted to faint.

Is that not much?

It's a lot good or not!

Lu Miao's heart has begun to retreat, she will definitely not be able to finish so much, but her strong heart does not allow her to give up before she starts.

So, under the dappled shadows of the trees and the sun, Lu Miao reluctantly began to work with a sad face.

She recognizes the fruits of crops, but most of them are not recognized in the nursery, and when hoeing weeds, she also distinguishes which are seedlings and which are grasses according to the neatness of the crops.

Some members passing by saw it, and occasionally stopped and praised "well done", Lu Miao deduced from this that she should not have hoeed the corn seedlings.

But those members also hated it, because every time after the praise, they would laugh at her, saying that she was grinding foreign workers, and she had to work until tomorrow morning.

Choked Lu Miao's anger.

The mountain is detached from the forest, and there are only one or two thin trees about two meters tall on one side of the ridge.

As the sun got higher and higher, the shadows of the trees in the ground became smaller and smaller, Lu Miao did not have a straw hat for shade, and in order to save rations, Zhiqing Point would only fire at noon and night.

She hadn't eaten in the morning, and after being exposed to the sun for so long, she couldn't help but have white flowers in front of her, and she was not very comfortable all over her body.

Lu Miao slowly squatted down with a hoe, wanting to sit down and rest for a while, but her other hand didn't know what to press, and there was a sharp pain in her palm, as if she had been pricked by dozens of needles.

"hiss" and suddenly withdrew his hand, the palm was slightly red, and there was no slight wound, but the pain continued to spread.

The pain made the hairs on the back of Lu Miao's neck stand up, and she subconsciously scratched it, this scratching made the pain more obvious, she couldn't help but sob, choked, and her round and dark eyes were filled with tears.

Fu Jingyou sent fertilizer to the cotton field to the west for the second time, and when he passed by the corn field, Yu Guang subconsciously glanced into the field.

Seeing the girl sitting on the ground, he only thought that Lu Miao was tired, and he didn't take it too seriously when he slowed down for half a beat, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the girl's delicate chirping, as if she was crying.

Fu Jingyou hesitated, stood on the trail and said, "If you are tired, find a place to rest for a while, what are you crying about?" ”

The little girl didn't speak, but she chirped louder.

Fu Jingyou put down his burden and stepped into the cornfield with long legs, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Something bites me!"

Lu Miao raised her head, her eyes were red and she looked at Fu Jingyou, her delicate little white face was wrinkled into a bun, and her red lips were bitten even redder.

It's okay when no one asks, she may be fine if she sheds two tears, but now that she is being asked by Fu Jingyou, she suddenly can't hold back, and tears are falling down.

Lu Miao cried "woo-woo", "It hurts...... so much! ”

Fu Jingyou paused, and was at a loss for a moment.

But Lu Miao cried so sadly and pitifully, he slid his Adam's apple up and down, and slowly approached Lu Miao, "What bites you?" ”

Lu Miao's hand was propped up on her chest, Fu Jingyou grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand over, and asked in a calm voice, "Where is the bite?" ”

Lu Miao pointed to the palm of his hand, "...... here"

The little girl's skin was very white, and her palms were pink and tender, Fu Jingyou looked at nothing, and asked her, "Does it just hurt or what?" ”

"It just hurts!" Lu Miao sniffed and replied with a crying voice, her voice was as delicate as a coquette, "It's still a little itchy, it hurts even more after I scratch it, this is it!" ”

Lu Miao sobbed and said incoherently: "I feel more and more pain!" ”

There was no wound in Lu Miao's palm, but listening to her narration, Fu Jingyou was basically sure that something was at work.

"Where was the bitten?"

Lu Miao pointed to his side, Fu Jingyou got up directly and stepped in front of Lu Miao, rummaging among the corn seedlings and wild grasses, but after a while, he also withdrew his hand with a "hiss".

"What's wrong?" Lu Miao's long eyelashes were hanging with teardrops, and she became nervous, and she couldn't even bother crying, "Have you been bitten too?" ”

Fu Jingyou withdrew his hand, and the place where he hit was the mouth of the tiger on his left hand and the back part of his index finger.

Unlike Lu Miao's situation, his skin soon developed a large pimple.

Lu Miao was shocked, "What's going on?" Yours is worse than me! ”

Stung by a spicy pepper is the same, but the texture of the skin on the palm and back of the hand is different.

The tiger's mouth was numb and painful, Fu Jingyou rubbed it disapprerovitly, and corrected her in time: "It's not a bite, it's a sting." ”

Groping for the place where he was stung just now, Fu Jingyou found the culprit from the back of the weeds - a spicy man with an emerald green body and small egg-yolk thorns.

"Uh-huh......"

Lu Miao got goosebumps all over her body and moved back in surprise.

She is not afraid of snakes, she is not afraid of centipedes, but earthworms and caterpillars, she really accepts incompetence.

Seeing that she was scared, Fu Jingyou took the leaf farther away and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Fu Jingyou asked knowingly.

Anyone who grew up in the township knows that it hurts for hours to be stung by a spicy man.

If the sting area is large, it can remove half a life.

Sure enough, Lu Miao's lychee eyes were misty, her lips trembled and she quickly deflated, "It hurts!" ”

It's hot, and it hurts more than a pinprick in a pin.

She had been injured in the past eighteen years, but the pain was nothing compared to the pain in front of her.