Chapter 91

Sure enough, Shen Jiyao ran straight to the cornfield with the hoe he used for digging pits.

He hadn't dug a hole, but he couldn't bear it and had the strength.

Recalling the teaching demonstrated in the video, Shen Jiyao dug holes one by one according to the area that the staff had dug earlier.

The powerful hoe after hoe made people seem to be inexplicably taller.
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"Hiss, among other things, he is really... kind of handsome."
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"...It looks so thin, why... Shasha."
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"What kind of physical strength does he have, doesn't he need to rest?"
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"Didn't he just work all day yesterday? He was so hungry at night, and he didn't look at the camera. It's cute to patronize the cooking."
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"I've seen someone who likes to show off, but it's the first time I've seen someone who likes to show off like this. He's handsome now, but he'll know he's wrong later, just wait and see."

In the past two days, I have seen so many such eccentric speeches that everyone is a little too lazy to pay attention to them.

But I don't want his words to become true.

Because of the sunny weather in the past few days, the soil is loose and easy to dig, and the digging is also brisk.

The spinach on the side of Yu Jicheng and the others ended after a while, and after a short rest, he also came over to help.

Jian Ping insisted on not taking a break, but Yu Jicheng couldn't resist him, so he had to let him and Xu Banzhi sow seeds together, and himself and Cen Zetian joined Shen Jiyao's journey of hoeing.

The not-so-hot sun shrouded everyone without leaving room, accompanied by the sound of panting from time to time.

"...I've never done so much work in my life, really!" Cen Zetian leaned on a hoe with his hips akimbo, looking up at the gradually setting sun, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead one after another, further proclaiming his exhaustion.

"I also thought that last season's fishing was exhausting enough, but I didn't expect..." Yu Jicheng was also out of breath, looking at the target who hadn't passed halfway in front of him, his expression was a little desperate.

Jian Ping: "I have also realized what it means to face the loess and turn the back to the sky. The day of hoeing is at noon, and the sweat drips down the soil. This poem is so true!"
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"Haha, didn't you brag at the beginning?"
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"If life can't teach you to be a man, try farm work! (wit)"

"Ban Zhi is really amazing! From the beginning to the end, I didn't hear her screaming, but we men kept screaming." Jian Ping said again.

"Indeed! Ban Zhi, how did you practice?" Cen Zetian asked in approval.

Xu Banzhi shook his head: "I didn't do much work, it was Brother Ji Yao who helped me."

Shen Jiyao also stopped to rest, but was a little away from them. Hearing this, he smiled and didn't argue, just listening to their chat.
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"He's so quiet!"
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"I don't know why, I used to watch this show mainly to listen to the guests chatting, but today I actually feel that watching him work quietly like this is more comfortable?"
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"I feel that way too!"
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"I just took a closer look and realized that his eyes are so beautiful! Especially when he smiles!"
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"Actually, it's good to have him join, he is so capable! Everyone is still resting, and he started again!"

Yu Jicheng also saw it, and shouted from a distance: "Have a rest, Aji!"

"It's okay." Shen Jiyao turned back.

In fact, he was also a little tired, and because the handle of the hoe was too smooth, he felt a faint tingling sensation in his palm after repeated rubbing, which should be caused by blisters.

It was precisely because of this that he wanted to finish it in one go, otherwise it would only make people more uncomfortable after rubbing it again after the skin became numb.

His action greatly encouraged several people. After gritting their teeth and taking a few deep breaths, they picked up their tools and rushed to the battlefield again.

The sunset in the west is gradually covered with more intense colors, and then gradually dyed into gray.

After working hard for half a day, the few people finally buried the last bit of soil.

Cen Zetian: "Finally..."

Jian Ping: "I feel like I'm dying..."

Yu Jicheng: "Go home, come home comrades..."

Xu Banzhi: "..."

Shen Jiyao silently picked up the lost tools and walked quietly behind them.

"Teacher Yu, look at my hands!" Cen Zetian bitterly spread out his palms towards Yu Jicheng, with two round blisters standing on them.

"I'm not much better." Yu Jicheng also spread his hands, the blisters on his palms doubled, and said, "Ah Ji is probably the worst, he has done the most work."

Hearing this, several people turned their heads to look at Shen Jiyao.

Jian Ping was the closest to him, and seemed concerned and said, "Look at how your hands are doing."

Apparently he wasn't the only one wanting to see it.

Shen Jiyao held the tool in one hand, and spread the other hand: "Fortunately, there is nothing left."

I saw that the originally white palm was now covered with mud, and five scars covered by the mixed color of mud were faintly exposed at the joints of the knuckles.
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"!! Yaoyao...!"
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"I'm dying, I'm going to cry..."

Jian Ping: "Oh, five! Fortunately, they are all broken, and they will break soon."
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"???"
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"What do you mean it's all broken? What do you mean it's broken soon?!"
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"Damn it! Does he have any common sense in life? Is this a human language!!?"
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"Only the blisters that burst naturally are better? It's obvious that the blisters have been broken by continuous gravity movement, and there is so much dirt on them! It must be disinfected quickly, or it will be easy to get infected!!"
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"Let's not talk about people who are not human. How did he have the face to say such words so lightly? He is the only one who does the least work among a group of people. How dare he say that he is okay like this?"
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"A frayed blister at the base of each finger..."
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"Yaoyao..."

"Everything is broken?" Yu Jicheng heard Jian Ping's words, and quickly walked around from the front. After seeing Shen Jiyao's palm, he took a deep breath: "Hurry up, hurry back and disinfect. Why don't you think about it, boy! Didn't you feel any pain in the middle? It's the same if you can't finish the work and do it tomorrow. How can you be so reckless to work!"

It sounded like a reprimand, but it was obvious that he still cared.

Originally, Shen Jiyao didn't think there was anything wrong, but she was a little embarrassed to be so cared about.

"It's okay, just go back and wash it."

"Stop talking, don't be mad at me anymore!" Yu Jicheng looked really anxious, "Zetian, help me bring these tools back. I'll take him to wash his wound first."

It was only now that Jian Ping realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said: "Okay, you guys hurry up, we will get the tools. Look at my brain, I thought that as long as the blisters burst, it would be a good sign..."

Cen Zetian glanced at him: ...

Isn't it just that he has no brains? He has been ordering him for a day, and he still can't control his bad mouth?
Next time he will be on the show with him again, he will be stupid!

(End of this chapter)

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