After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 292 Chapter 292
Seeing that Wulin was really about to start planting rice seedlings, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but make a sound.

"What are you doing!"

Wu Lin kept moving while answering Zhao Yuanle's question seriously.

"Planting rice seedlings."

Zhao Yuanle: "You plant your own seedlings, why come to my house!"

Wu Lin: "Help you do the work."

Zhao Yuanle: "I don't want it!"

Wu Lin: "Oh."

He insisted.

Zhao Yuanle: "...I beg you to help your parents."

Wu Lin: "Our family has no land."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She wanted to go shit again.

Seemingly seeing through Zhao Yuanle's thoughts, Wu Lin said, "I'm not afraid of dog shit anymore." And it's not just dog shit.

Zhao Yuanle rolled his eyes helplessly.

"up to you."

Free workers are free workers, and they are considered to be taking advantage.

Zhao Yuanle continued to plant rice seedlings, ignoring Wu Lin.

She just took a sneak peek to see if the seedlings planted in Wulin were okay, and when she found out that they were okay, she didn't even look at them.

The two planted rice seedlings silently, and occasionally there was a breeze, bringing a moment of coolness.

When the sun got darker, Zhao Ercheng and others came.

A group of people saw a man helping Zhao Yuanle plant rice seedlings from a distance, and they came here by running for the rest of the journey.

Zhao Sancheng ran the fastest, even faster than Zhao Ercheng.

He came over and recognized Wu Lin at a glance.

"How did you come!"

Wu Lin didn't even look at Zhao Sancheng, but just immersed himself in planting rice seedlings.

Zhao Yuanle made Zhao Sancheng calm down.

"Third Uncle, don't worry about him, he can't do much anyway, so don't argue with fools."

Zhao Sancheng was puzzled, but couldn't help but said, "He's not just a fool."

Still a lunatic.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this sentence, Wu Lin raised his head and nodded.

"Well, I'm still a beauty."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She has to control her emotions so as not to pinch the seedlings in her hands.

Zhao Sancheng felt that there was something wrong with Wu Lin.

"What beauty?"

How can a big man say that about himself?

Wu Lin glanced at Zhao Sancheng, with a cold face, and slowly spit out a word.

"You are not only ugly, but also blind."

Zhao Sancheng: "Hey, you!"

Zhao Yuanle sighed and persuaded Zhao Sancheng.

"Farewell, farewell, third uncle, how can a normal person care about a fool? Just ignore him, let him do the work if he wants to. Nuo..."

Zhao Yuanle raised his chin and pointed to the dry food and water over there: "See, he brought his own food and water."

Zhao Sancheng didn't know what to say for a moment.

Zhao Ercheng and others soon arrived.

He Ju recognized this young man.

"You, why did you come to our house to plant rice seedlings?"

Zhao Yuanle: "He is willing, let's leave him alone."

At this time, Zhao Yuanlan was very excited.

She left Yao'er behind and went straight to Wulin.

"Wow, why are you here?"

Wulin didn't respond.

Yao'er was behind, with rather resentful eyes.

His young lady...

Sighing like a little adult, Yao'er also came here, and he showed the notebook to Zhao Yuanle.

"Sister, can I write well?"

Zhao Yuanle took a perfunctory look, then nodded directly: "Okay, okay."

At this moment, Wu Lin looked up and saw Yao'er.

His movements paused, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at Yao'er.

Zhao Yuanle was instantly alert.

"Don't look!"

Wu Lin still looked at it carefully for a while, and finally sighed.

"It's still worse than you."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

This person must not get her younger brother's idea, otherwise...

Seeing Zhao Yuanle's expression, Wu Lin paused, as if thinking of something.

"Don't worry, you look better, I won't change my mind."

The corner of Zhao Yuanle's mouth twitched, she couldn't hold back anymore.

"Who the hell cares if you change your mind? Why are you so confident!"

Zhao Yuanlan was not calm anymore.

"Second sister, why are you so fierce?"

Zhao Yuanle was angry: "What are you doing squatting, what are you looking at, go over there."

He Ju also sensed that something was wrong, and pushed Zhao Yuanlan away.

Zhao Yuanlan looked back three times at every step, quite reluctant.

Zhao Ercheng slowly came to Wulin's side and asked, "Young man, what are you doing?"

Could it be her daughter's idea?

Then he is not going to be polite.

Wu Lin ignored Zhao Ercheng.

After all, the two had met before. At that time, he felt that Zhao Er's growth was not in his eyes, and now there is no need to look more.

He prefers to look at himself in the reflection on the water.

Zhao Yuanle was too lazy to say anything.

She only told her family.

"This man is really mentally ill. Don't pay attention to him. If he wants to work, let him do it."

In deep doubt, and because of Zhao Yuanle's overly firm attitude, the Zhao family stopped worrying about this matter, and went down to the paddy field to continue planting rice seedlings.

Wu Lin saw Zhao Yuankang who was closest to him, and he warned him.

"You are ugly, don't get too close to me."

He can't help feeling disgusted.

Zhao Yuankang: "..."

This was the first time in his life that he was called ugly!

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She shook her head, concentrating on transplanting rice seedlings.

Her goal today is to plant all the seedlings at home.

Wait until tomorrow to cut the wheat.

After the wheat is harvested, the rape must be harvested, and only after the rape is harvested can the soil be freed to grow sorghum.

Zhao Yuanle thought, farmers are really not easy. There is not much time to rest in the four seasons of the year.

If she didn't have the power of the pig god and her body with rough skin and thick flesh, she should be exhausted and paralyzed by now.

In the paddy field, six people planted rice seedlings together very quickly, and this large field was filled up very quickly.

Zhao Ercheng glanced at the sun and was quite emotional.

"It's faster to do things with more people. If it's done by one person, when will it be done?"

Zhao Yuanle smiled.

"There's more over there, Dad, do you think we can finish them all today?"

Zhao Ercheng was very confident seeing the speed of the six people together.

"Go, let's plant rice over there."

He walked over and picked up bundles of seedlings with a pole, and Zhao Sancheng did the same.

He Ju wanted to pick it, but Zhao Yuanle snatched it away.

Zhao Yuanle pressed his shoulder pole one bundle after another, and carried it steadily.

"The rest, I'll come, I pick a lot."

He Ju couldn't help laughing, and reached out to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

"Lele is getting more and more capable."

She glanced at Zhao Yuanlan over there, her daughter was looking at Wu Lin, her eyes were about to fall out.

For this reason, He Ju's eyes were quite disgusted.

Her daughter can probably eat dry food.

Wu Lin frowned and looked at Zhao Yuanle.

He came over and extended his hand to Zhao Yuanle.

"I come."

Zhao Yuanle raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

She really put these seedlings in front of Wu Lin, and folded her arms.

"come on."

Wu Lin passed by, endured the distaste for the muddy water in his heart, squatted down, and put the pole on his shoulders.

He tried to get up, but failed.

He gritted his teeth and tried harder, but still failed.

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh..."

(End of this chapter)