Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 280 Nine

Beep, beep, Mrs. Li kept explaining, listening and listening, the man became impatient.

Tossing and turning means that they will be paid as much as they do, and it means that they are cheating and cheating and sorry for the wages he got.

Quietly, he motioned for Xia Li to lead someone forward.

Compared with the laborers, Li Xia is much stranger to the Ding family. However, he should not drag people to say these things at this time, but he knows that, besides, his master is the Ding family, yes, but he is a child of the Ding family. As for the rest of the family, they should respect and respect them, but they have to have a degree.

Nodding his head, he waved from behind, and the crowd followed him to speed up their pace.

Being overtaken by the crowd, Li felt uncomfortable, but she knew that she couldn't say anything to blame at this time.

"Hurry up, don't delay, the rain is coming soon."

The man was really afraid that she would say some nonsense again, so he stopped him, nodded his head and followed the big team.

"Mother, look at these people, how did we treat them when we were working for us? This girl came here for a few days, and she actually went to her." The crowd moved away a little, and Wang couldn't wait to complain.

At this moment, Mrs. Wang was still chewing meat, and her words were vague.

Li's disgust.

"Take care of yourself before you take care of others, let people see your virtue, don't say that you will not be pulled by being quiet in the future."

Mrs. Wang didn't think what was wrong with her, but after being looked at by Mrs. Li's disgusted eyes, she choked back any words she wanted to say: "Wen Jing, the third sister-in-law is very kind to you, don't you just have a good life and go to bed!" Forget about the third sister-in-law."

The little girl was originally shy and delicate, but she was stimulated and dissipated by Wang's rude eating.

Hearing her words, she rolled her eyes without saying anything.

"Wen Jing, you can't be like a big girl. You can't just know that you live a good life. If you don't drag your family, you don't have those who support you. It's better if you stay in your husband's house. I'm with your third brother. You will have a better life at your in-law's house..."

Mrs. Wang wanted to say something, but Mrs. Li didn't want to listen any more. Under the gloomy gaze, Mrs. Wang could only shut up.

"Do you remember what I told you before?" She turned to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing blushed again as she thought about it.

Shyly and coyly said: "Remember."

The bamboo stakes were laid firmly before, and the grass ropes were pulled densely, but the strong winds this time did not blow the seedlings down. Ding Xuewei, who came to the edge of the field, was fortunate enough to see the problem.

There are not enough load-bearing piles.

"Xuewei, I need someone to chop bamboo."

The old village head, who also saw something wrong, said loudly and quickly approached Ding Xuewei.

Ding Xue glanced slightly at the crowd, and then her eyes fell on the face of Chen Yun who was accompanying the four second-generation ancestor guards.

Chen Yun immediately nodded clearly: "I'll notify you right away."

Even in a hurry, without mats and load-bearing bamboos, the seedlings could not be protected. The crowd just stood on the side of the road, watching the strong wind ruthlessly toss.

Fortunately, the laborers didn't keep Ding Xuewei and the others waiting too long, and Wang Dazhu, who led people to cut bamboo, was worthy of his status as the leader. Chen Yun ran into them who came back transporting bamboo knots not long after he left.

Only then did Xia Li distribute the mats to the ridges of the fields, and they also delivered the load-bearing bamboo joints, followed by the villagers pushing the mats on their backs.

"Auntie, don't get out of the car, we have enough here."

Seeing someone was about to remove the mat, Ding Xuewei hurriedly stopped it.

The mats for shelter from the rain don’t need to be as flat and delicate as the mats used at home, and they are as flat and delicate as the mats for drying. It is easier to weave. Dahua can weave six or seven in a morning, not to mention the workers with quick hands and feet.

The demand for 34 mu of rice fields does not need the help of the villagers at all.

"There are not enough bamboos, you guys help me cut the load-bearing bamboos." She arranged honestly.

This side of the mat is enough, and it’s not good to take it off and get wet in the rain, so the villagers simply carry it home again.

There are enough people to do everything quickly. When the rain falls, the two rice grain fields in the front and back are covered with mats.

In the strong wind, the tightly fixed mats heaved and fell, and the green green that was originally stretching its teeth and claws disappeared without a trace.

"What do you think?"

Under the peach tree, young Zhang Yang asked.

The corner of the shadowy boy's mouth curled into a sarcasm: "It's worth a try."

If this method is feasible, at least part of the food can be rescued. As long as there is no crop failure like last year, the possibility of riots by the victims will be greatly reduced.

"The people in Yuequan Village are really not simple. Ideas emerge one after another." Laughing, Xu Yu, who had been inactive since being slapped in the face by An He, said something unpredictable.

Looking at him, Li Hongbao also became mischievous: "Your uncle, I'm afraid I have to prepare another prize."

"My uncle is very keen on preparing prizes." Wang Ming said coldly.

Ding Xuewei walked around the rice field to make sure there was nothing wrong, and was about to ask Chen Yun to inform the bamboo chopping group, but she saw a few figures under the tree in the blink of an eye.

Heart 'did no one tell them not to stand under a tree during a thunderstorm? 'Just across the heart, a white dragon across the sky.

The next second: "Boom!" There was a thunderclap.

Today's lightning and thunder are particularly exaggerated, it is the kind of special case that she can't find a comparison in two lifetimes, before, she felt guilty even when she was carrying the bamboo joints!
Watching the lightning fall, the peach tree burst, and the crowd under the tree performing a break dance, Ding Xuewei, who fell straight down, was completely blank at this moment.

What would happen if the four second-generation ancestors died in the village?Are they dead or not?Is it serious?She couldn't even think about it.

The plot on the TV exploded with a bang, and the shock of actually appearing in the real world, even her little heart couldn't bear it!

Not to mention, she can clearly see how the electric current passes through the human body and disappears on the ground!
"Boom, boom, boom~~"

"Young Master Li~~Young Master Li~~"

After thunder and lightning flashed one after another, Ding Xuewei finally heard the voice of people, followed by Wen Jing who was not far from the peach tree, stumbling towards the peach tree.

If the big tree was chopped down and the crowd under the tree was electrocuted, it was the finger that pressed the pause button in the hearts of the crowd who happened to see that scene, then Wen Jing's mournful cry was undoubtedly the nuclear bomb that shattered their hearts.

At the same time as Ding Xue took a small step, all the people who witnessed that scene rushed towards the peach tree.

At that moment, most people turned their backs to the side of the road and looked at the rice fields. It happened that not many people saw this scene.

But the figures of these few people moving suddenly are very attractive, and following their figures, the scattered peach tree branches, the peach fruits rolling out far away, and the people lying flat, all show that this matter is not simple .

When Ding Xuewei's slender fingers touched the intercarotid artery of Wang Ming's neck, Chen Yun had already confirmed the breaths of Li Hongbao and Wan Qianchen. When he ran towards Xu Yu, old man Ding would lie on Li Hongbao's body with a dark face and cry heart-piercingly. Quietly mentioned.

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