Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 65
"Yanzi, the kid you brought is too useless. Look, he's taller than you. He doesn't work at all quickly. See how much wheat we've harvested? He's still behind us. Stay away from us." Another old man who cut wheat with them couldn't help complaining.

Fu Yuan was a little helpless, Brother Wuyou had never done this kind of work before, so the speed was a bit slower. This piece of wheat field has five acres, and the farmer who hired them also said that he and the sixth master who cut the wheat together gave him a copper coin. More, each of them has to cut two acres of land. As for Brother Wuyou, because he is a novice, he only needs to cut the remaining one mu of land. Of course, the copper coins given are half less than theirs.

"Sixth Lord, stop mumbling. It's not like you don't know that Brother Wuyou is a novice. Besides, he cuts an acre less than us. Slow down. It can be done in a day. You cut Your two acres of land will do.”

The sixth master was obviously still a little dissatisfied, and he was a little bit angry with Fu Yuan, but he shut up and didn't say anything more, but just by looking at his expression, he knew that he was very dissatisfied.

Although Jiang Wuyou was separated from them by some distance, the sixth master's words were originally intended for Jiang Wuyou, and his voice was not deliberately lowered, so he could hear every word he said clearly.

It was all because he had troubled Yuanzi, Jiang Wuyou knew that Liu Ye's words were not wrong, so he could only be angry at himself for being useless, and he was inevitably a little frustrated.

"Jiang Wuyou, you are a manly man and the head of the family. You must not lose confidence in yourself. You must work hard for your mother and Wen'er!"

Jiang Wuyou kept cheering himself up, even though his arms were so sore that he couldn't lift them up, he gritted his teeth and persisted, and swung the sickle again.

For this acre of land, Jiang Wuyou didn't ask anyone to help, he gritted his teeth and insisted on cutting it all by himself, even the last little bit left, Fu Yuan wanted to do him a favor, but he refused.

When the farmer who hired them distributed forty copper plates to Jiang Wuyou, Jiang Wuyou could even feel his palms getting hot, and those copper plates seemed to become scaldingly hot, and could burn into his heart all the time.

"Daddy, do you know? My son can earn money, even if it's insignificant now, but my son will work hard, he will work very hard, and he will definitely let mother and Wen'er live a prosperous life again. For the unborn brother, the son will teach him well and let him know that we still have the best dad in the world."

The night is getting deeper.

The sky is getting colder.

Under the dilapidated roof, Jiang Wuyou fell into a deep sleep. What awaited him was a new day of work and a new day of suffering.

"Wen'er, do you think your brother is asleep now? I don't know if I can take it after a busy day?" Zhao's eyelids were heavy, and he seemed to have fallen asleep, so he suddenly asked Jiang Wen again.

After a long time, Jiang Wen said in a low voice, "Mother, go to sleep, brother will be fine, brother Fu Yuan is taking care of him, it's okay."

Mrs. Zhao seemed to have fallen asleep. In the quiet night, there was only the sound of long breathing, and the rustling sound of the rats hidden in the house turning things.

When the "bang bang bang" knocked on the door, Jiang Wen had already gotten up and was cooking in the stove. He hurriedly poured a handful of hardwood into the bottom of the pot, and Jiang Wen got up to open the courtyard door.

(End of this chapter)