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Chapter 133 He Agreed
It's a very common dress, but no one can be more brilliant than her.

Jiang Yue glanced twice, and inadvertently met Si Ningning's sincere deer eyes, her heart softened, and she sighed, then pushed Si Ningning with a straight face and hummed: "Who do you think is like you? To remember forever? Get up and drive, busy!"

Not only the knife mouth tofu heart, but also very coaxing.

Si Ningning curled her lips into a snicker, said "yes" twice as Jiang Yue wished, and then walked outside the door to knock on the nails.

As soon as Si Ningning left, Song Xiaoyun looked up at Jiang Yue as if thinking of something, "Jiang Yue..."

Jiang Yuegang unconsciously curled her lips, and then quickly lowered them back, and she responded indifferently, "Yeah."

Song Xiaoyun opened her mouth, carefully probing, "You, are you still angry with me? What happened yesterday..."

"I forgot everything about yesterday, don't mention it again."

Jiang Yue buried her head in her work, her tone was firm, and Song Xiaoyun felt inexplicably aggrieved when she heard it.

It happened that Li Lingyuan approached Si Ningning outside the door, and took the stone from Si Ningning's hand to help knock the nails. The two talked and laughed very harmoniously.

Seeing this scene, Song Xiaoyun recalled Jiang Yue's attitude towards her just now, such as Si Ningning, and felt mixed feelings in her heart.

With Li Lingyuan's help, Si Ningning finished nailing the table quickly, and the others also pooled up the little chicken's money to give to Si Ningning.

Six little chickens, eight people share [-] cents equally, an average of [-] cents per person, maybe it has something to do with being able to eat in the stomach in the future, everyone pays the money very easily, and Si Ningning certainly doesn't have ink marks on the money.

Si Ningning moved the small table to the main room, and waited for the plane to be brought back tomorrow to deal with the aftermath. If he wanted to move it into the room, he would have to move it out tomorrow, which was troublesome.

Si Ningning went to see the chickens again, and found that there was nothing to pad in the basket, so he thought about going out to get some leaves or straw to pad it back, and saw Mo Bei as soon as he went out.

Mo Bei came back at some point, and was discussing with everyone where to open the land.

As if feeling Si Ningning's gaze, Mo Bei turned his head slightly, and when he met Si Ningning's gaze, he nodded slightly.

Song Shuhan followed Mo Bei's line of sight to see Si Ningning, and instantly evoked a gentle smile. He lightly pushed the corners of the round eyes on the bridge of his nose, "Si Zhiqing, you read a lot of books, so you should know something about this convenience, right? How about you tell me?" , where should I choose the vegetable plot?"

Si Ningning looked around, she didn't really understand, she only knew a little more than the others.

After looking around, Si Ningning said: "There are many trees in the educated youth spot, and the sun is scarce in normal times. Choose a place where the sun can shine."

When it comes to photosynthesis, others may not understand it.

Si Ningning thought about it for a while, and added another way of saying: "When there is sunshine, the vegetables grow faster."

Others thought it made sense and quickly chose a place.

It is on the right side in front of the female educated youth gate, very close to the well, and there is only a small slope about one meter high in the middle, but it is different from the clean and smooth surrounding of the well. Perilla grass.

From the appearance and color, they are similar to perilla. Si Ningning once thought that the grass was perilla, and planned to pick some to taste, but when he picked the leaves, the juice from the small stems of the leaves had a strange smell. No, anyway, the smell is very unpleasant, so smoked that people don't want it.

This is not counted, the juice is still sticky.

Originally, because of the strange smell, Si Ningning planned to cut them all in time, but found that the juice was sticky to his hands, and after washing with water, it would leave black and gray marks, which could not be washed off for several days, Si Ningning gave up the idea instantly.

That piece of grass has also been preserved from the beginning to the present.

Hearing that the male educated youths planned to deal with the grass first, Si Ningning kindly reminded him: "If you have gloves, please wear gloves, the water from the grass will stain your hands."

Si Ningning's proposal came from good intentions, but she forgot that other people are different from her, they have no space, let alone their own armor and supplies.

"It doesn't matter if your hands are sticky, as long as you don't tie them." Song Shuhan smiled disapprovingly.

"That's right, I'm not afraid even if it gets pricked! Educated Si, we gay men are thick-skinned, so we don't care about the medium." Li Lingyuan answered with a naive smile.

The corner of Si Ningning's mouth twitched, and he said to himself: It would be great if you could be so happy and optimistic in a while.

Thinking about it, Si Ningning smiled and said, "Come on, I'll boil some water and let it cool down so you can drink it after you're done."

"Thank you in advance, educated youth Si is really thoughtful."

Recently, the team was busy harvesting wheat, and the sickle was no longer enough. A group of male educated youths gave up the idea of ​​borrowing farm tools, rolled up their sleeves one by one, and pulled them along the edge.

However, the grass roots are intricate and dense, and the grip is deep. How can it be so difficult to pull out?
Before Si Ningning pulled the leaves, he only noticed the unpleasant smell and sticky hands, but he didn't know that the main stem of the grass was covered with tiny burrs, which was painless when he grabbed it at first, but he found blisters on his palms after several times .

Song Shuhan frowned and glanced at his palms, and couldn't help but take a breath, "It's really... Si Zhiqing is right, you should wear gloves."

"You guys are really sons." Wu Yong frowned unhappily, bowed his waist to pick and choose, and then picked a thinner grass plant to pull up, "Where can I get gloves in this corner of the corner? Let's do it quickly! If you are caught The production team leader knows that, so he might scold us for hypocrisy again."

Originally pulling weeds was quite painful, but Wu Yong’s words completely made Li Lingyuan unhappy, “What are you talking about? You are hypocritical if you want to be hypocritical, so what does it matter to us? Didn’t I just let you lead the cow What? Even if the cow dung really gets on your body, why not? Wouldn’t it be all right to wash it off? As for the squeaking noise?”

Li Lingyuan threw away the grass he just picked up, and continued to rant: "The captain is the one who scolded you for being hypocritical, so don't drag us into the water."

Mo Bei made a neat pile of the straw rules he got up, and finally got up and stared coldly at Li Lingyuan and Wu Yong with his forearms on his waist, and his voice was surprisingly cold: "What? Do you want to fight?"

Li Lingyuan and Wu Yong were stared at by Mo Bei, and their arrogance dissipated instantly, but before continuing to work, the two glared at each other again, each gave a sonorous snort, turned their backs and ignored each other.

Si Ningning boiled hot water, and then asked Jiang Yue and the others to wash out the mushrooms they brought back yesterday, save a small part for cooking at night, and wash and break the other part into pieces, and cleaned out a piece on the steps. place, pour it up to cool off.

Dried mushrooms are easy to store, and can be eaten at any time in the future, just soak in water before eating.

After dinner at night, the female educated youths were blowing on the lamps and laying down. They were chatting away, when the window above Si Ningning's head was suddenly slapped.

"Si Zhiqing, are you all asleep?"

It was Song Shuhan, his voice was a little embarrassed and anxious,
Si Ningning turned over and sat up, and Xu Shuhua also sat up.

Several girls looked towards each other in the dark, and finally Xu Shuhua leaned over to look at the window, and spoke first: "Didn't sleep, what's the matter?"

Song Shuhan squeaked outside the window, and there was Li Lingyuan's urging voice beside him. Hearing the movement, he seemed to be asleep, and he was standing outside.

Si Ningning didn't know what was going on with them, so he got up, put on his shoes and lit the lamp.

She got up together, and the three Xu Shuhua also got up.

Putting the lamp on the table in the main room, Si Ningning pulled open the wooden bolt of the door, and the first thing that came into view was Song Shuhan's face, Si Ningning was taken aback, took a breath of air and took a step back, stepping on Xu Shuhua's foot , and his back leaned against Xu Shuhua.

Xu Shuhua didn't say anything about Si Ningning, but stared at Song Shuhan and "hissed", "Song Zhiqing, you, what are you..."

Before he finished saying "Why is this like this", a swollen pig's face appeared behind Song Shuhan, Xu Shuhua and Si Ningning frowned at the same time, shrinking their necks back.

Song Shuhan touched his head without embarrassment, "Go in and talk?"

"……it is good."

Si Ningning staggered a step to the side. After Song Shuhan and Li Lingyuan entered the room, Wu Yong also entered the room. After waiting for two seconds without any movement, Si Ningning put his hands on the door and was about to close it, when suddenly another person approached.

The shirt with a strong chest was buttoned neatly, and the collar was as neat as if it had been ironed.

Mo Bei is the only male educated youth who likes to wear shirts.

Si Ningning moved his gaze upwards, and met Mo Bei's cool and handsome face, and his starry eyes against the background of the kerosene lamp.

One of them was inside the door and the other was outside. They were actually very close to each other. When the summer night breeze blew, Si Ningning could even smell the refreshing scent of saponins on each other's body.

How to say?
Not bad, but a little embarrassing.

"Come in, come in." Si Ningning staggered his gaze, opened the door and took a step back, waiting for Mo Bei to enter the room before closing the door.

The four of Mo Bei were more or less lacquered because of weeding in the afternoon. Among them, Mo Bei and Wu Yong were the least injured, and Li Lingyuan and Song Shuhan were the most serious.

Especially Song Shuhan, not only his palms were bruised, his face was swollen like something, but there were also large red bumps on his neck, and in some places there were red marks from scratching.

Song Shuhan was completely sensitive, if he wasn't allergic to that weed, he might have bumped into something while weeding.

And Li Lingyuan is a silly brother, he really works hard, and he is pulled by branches and leaves, or pricked by burrs on it, and the skin on his face and arms is also shadowed and swollen.

As for Mo Bei and Wu Yong, one had a good physique and worked normally, while the other was more or less lazy, so their injuries were relatively minor.

However, no matter how serious or minor the injury is, it must be extremely uncomfortable to knock on the female educated youth's door at this hour, and come here to ask for help.

The male educated youth sat at the table in the room, and the female educated youth stood scattered. After closing the door, Si Ningning approached the table and moved the kerosene lamp to the side of Song Shuhan, who was in the most serious condition, and slightly bowed to look at the situation on Song Shuhan's face, " Is it itching? Or something?"

Si Ningning approached suddenly, and Song Shuhan's face turned red under the dim light of the kerosene lamp. Luckily, after Si Ningning finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the situation of the other three, Song Shuhan heaved a sigh of relief, and pressed his hand against the other three. A frantic heart.

However, as soon as he pressed his hand on his chest, he gasped in pain, and the girl who had just turned her head turned her face back, "What's wrong?"

Song Shuhan's face was hot, and he shook his head indiscriminately, so panicked that he didn't know where to put his eyes.

Si Ningning glanced at his appalling hand. Considering some circumstances, she hesitated for a moment, and said, "The situation is special, so don't worry about anything else. Song Zhiqing, can you show me your hand?"

The other female educated youths agreed: "Yeah, they are all our own people, what's the matter with the pain? Let's see if we can deal with it."

Song Shuhan let out a "hmm", and put his palm in front of Si Ningning shyly.

Three of the four blisters on the palm of the hand were broken, the skin was bruised, and due to the special location, the first palm print near the finger direction could not be seen clearly. Si Ningning's brows were wrinkled tightly, and goose bumps appeared on both arms .

Song Shuhan apologized, "Did it scare you? It's not really painful, it's just itchy."

They are one by one, both hands are like this, they can't handle each other, they thought to bear it and forget it, but they were so uncomfortable that they couldn't sleep, so they hesitated for a long time before coming here.

Si Ningning nodded, raised Song Shuhan's hand just now, and she saw a lot of white thorns when facing the kerosene lamp, which should be the problem caused by those small thorns.

You have to find a way to pick it out.

Si Ningning sat next to Song Shuhan, holding Song Shuhan's hand and trying to think of a way, while a few steps behind her, Li Lingyuan turned his head to look at Mo Bei.

Mo Bei is very tall, estimated to be around 184, half a head taller than Li Lingyuan. At this moment, his brows are slightly closed, and a pair of star eyes are looking at the back necks of Song Shuhan and Si Ningning who are smiling so hard that they can't see their eyes. The dim light Below, the profile of the jaw line is extremely sharp and cool.

Li Lingyuan raised his hand and wanted to scratch the back of his head, but it hurt so much that he stretched it out and retracted it. He thought for a while, and said hehe: "Well, that, Zhiqing Si..."

"Huh?" Si Ningning responded without looking back.

Li Lingyuan glanced at Mo Bei calmly from the corner of his eye, "Why, why don't you show Boss Mo first? Song Shuhan doesn't hurt, Boss Mo does."

Song Shuhan and Mo Beiqi turned their heads to look at Li Lingyuan. The former restrained his smile, while the latter frowned even more tightly. The same words emerged in their hearts: brother, thank you.

Li Lingyuan winked triumphantly at Mo Bei, his expression seemed to say: Boss Mo, let me be smart!
Si Ningning didn't think much about it, and looked at Xu Shuhua and the others: "Everyone, let's help together!"

"Um... well."

The three of Xu Shuhua stepped forward, Song Xiaoyun thought about it, and approached Mo Bei in small steps, "That, that, Mo Zhiqing, you, your hand..."

"It doesn't matter." Mo Bei put his hands on his knees, his voice was cold, "Let's show them first."

Song Xiaoyun's lips moved, her steps stopped, and she turned her head to look at the table. There were four male and female educated youths. Mo Bei didn't need her, and the other three male educated youths also had people around them, so they didn't need her at all.

Song Xiaoyun stood there, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

Si Ningning got up at this moment, went back to the room and groped for a while to take out a sewing kit, "Shuhua, you can help them pick the thorns first, I'll boil some water."

After saying that, he looked at Song Xiaoyun again, "Xiaoyun, Song Zhiqing will be counting on you."

"Oh... oh, good." Song Xiaoyun wished for a job to buffer her embarrassment, and quickly sat in the seat where Si Ningning was sitting just now.

(End of this chapter)