70s Women Disguised As Men

In the sun, her hair was still dripping with drops of water, her small face was flushed with the heat just now, and her watery eyes were shocked and mixed with a trace of guilty conscience.

"It's a little long, you also came to take a bath?"

The man in front of him wore a light blue shirt, and his upright posture seemed even more extraordinary.

At this time, she was most fortunate that she had put on a long-sleeved shirt before coming out of the bathhouse, and the feminine parts had already been shielded tightly.

Except that the hair is wet, there is no difference between the clothes and the usual.

Shen Shaoqing has a slight addiction to cleanliness. Every time he enters the city, he will come to the bathhouse to take a shower. He is also surprised to meet Tong Yan here, "Well, are you finished?"

Seeing panic flashing in those wet eyes, he frowned imperceptibly.

"Long Shen, I have something to do. Let's see you at three o'clock." Tong Yan didn't want to stay here any longer. More than one person in the bathhouse behind him knew that she was a daughter. If her identity was revealed, she would be completely finished.

"okay."

As soon as Shen Shaoqing's voice fell, she couldn't wait to wave goodbye to him, and she didn't dare to pat her chest and shout "It's dangerous" until she walked far away!

After finally coming to the county town, Tong Yan was still very happy even if she didn't buy anything, especially after taking a hot bath, she was very refreshed all over her body.

On the carriage back to the city, compared to everyone's full return, only she and Shen Shaoqing had nothing to buy.

The two sat side by side, the clear and pleasant scent drifting to the tip of their noses, Tong Yan inhaled his nose, couldn't help but peek at his handsome profile from the corner of the light, and couldn't help but sigh God's preference.

This man is really white, with the kind of cold white skin, he is at least two shades away from him, and his features are impeccably perfect.

It is undeniable that for the same "man", Shen Shaoqing's appearance is much higher than hers.

The most important thing is that he is very poor and exquisite!

Use shampoo to wash your hair! Compared to himself who can't even use soap, this man is simply too hateful!

"Have you seen enough?" Shen Shaoqing suddenly turned her head to meet her eyes, her eyes narrowed, and her tone was light.

From the moment Tong Yan looked at him, he noticed it. It is not easy to be able to bear it until now. I really don’t understand what this guy is staring at him stupidly?

After being caught, Tong Yan touched her ears unconsciously and pretended to be silly, "A little bit longer, your skin is really good, better than women's~"

No man is willing to compare the appearance of herself with that of a woman, Shen Shaoqing instantly sinks her face, pressing her thin lips tightly, too lazy to take care of her brain damage.

Seeing that he was too angry to speak, Tong Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then shrank back to become a transparent person.

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In the Northeast, spring wheat, corn, soybeans, and sorghum are mainly planted. August is the harvest season for wheat.

The newly arrived educated youths like Tongyan have never experienced the autumn harvest, and at this time they still can't understand what the autumn harvest means.

Everyone received a sharpened sickle from Shen Shaoqing and followed the other old educated youths to the wheat field.

The air in the early morning was exceptionally fresh. The captain was tall and stubborn. He was already waiting by the wheat field with his hands on his hips. Seeing that all the educated youths had come, he pulled Shen Shaoqing over and urged him to leave without worry.

Dividing the areas where everyone is responsible, Shen Shaoqing walked to Tong Yan and stood still, "From now on, you can cut the wheat as you see it."

After thinking about it, he was afraid that she would not be able to understand when she followed behind him, so he bent down and used slow motion to stalk the wheat stalks in one hand and wave the sickle in one hand to make a standard demonstration.

The seemingly simple actions are actually a bit difficult to do. Tong Yan learned that he picked up a handful of wheat stalks and cut them several times before cutting them all.

"Don't cut flat, cut diagonally."

Tong Yan has been underdeveloped motor nerves since she was a child. Even though Shen Shaoqing did another demonstration, she still didn't fully understand the angle problem.

Ten minutes have passed, and the harvesting speed has not progressed...

Shen Shaoqing has never been a good-tempered master.

For the first time in his life, he met such a stupid person. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart. Then he took three steps with his long legs and walked in two steps. Before Tong Yan could react, he had a big hand. Cover her catkins.

Tong Yan smelled the cold scent that seemed like nothing, and only heard a hint of irritation in his low voice, "Looking at the sickle, the blade is angled upward."

The two of them were very close now, the heat sprayed to her ears, her ears were soggy and itchy, and so red that she couldn't help but shrank her shoulders and leaned forward, trying to escape from the man's arms. come out.

"You try to cut it yourself." Shen Shaoqing was standing behind her and didn't notice her abnormality, let alone how ambiguous her actions were.

"Yeah, good." Seeing him finally let go, Tong Yan let out a sigh of relief, sorted out her flustered mind and stared at the golden wheat earnestly and cut it again.

The hand-to-hand guidance did make her progress noticeably, and she found the feeling after two or three cuts.

Shen Shaoqing stood by and watched for a while. Seeing that she was getting more and more proficient in her movements, she was relieved to return to her position to cut the wheat.

At the beginning of cutting wheat, everyone was still very motivated, but no one could bear the same action for a long time.

Tong Yan was bent over, and after cutting her head for more than an hour, she felt a little exhausted.

And as the weather gets hotter and hotter, the sweat on her body is going out one after another, and she is about to die from the heat!

Straightening up with difficulty, Tong Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead with his cuffs, and looked a little dizzy at the wheat field where the margins could not be seen in front of him.

There are still so many wheat that have not been cut, and I don’t know when it will be cut...

At this moment, she especially wanted to sit on the ground and take a rest regardless of her image, even if it was just a one-minute rest, but she was worried that sitting down would slack her thoughts and affect the progress, so she might as well suffocate her breath and quickly harvest the wheat field. Rest afterwards.

In addition to Shen Shaoqing, there are two male educated youths working around her. Because the weather was too hot, they had already taken off their short-sleeved shirts and wore hurdling vests. Their sweaty appearance was completely different from the usual style of gentleman and dog.

Shen Shaoqing has a very good figure. Although she has fair skin like a gentle scholar, she is actually the kind of superb figure that looks thin and undressed.

Watching his sturdy spine farther and farther away from her, Tong Yan pressed her lips lightly, moved her sore shoulders, and continued to work hard.

Different from the euphoria at work in the early morning, when work ends in the afternoon, everyone has a bitter face like a beating eggplant, dragging their tired body like a snail to the educated youth point.

In the afternoon, the brigade gave each of them a pair of white-line gloves, which is a treatment that new educated youth have. Even when working with gloves, the palms of the female educated youths in the village still had a string of blisters.

Returning to the male educated youth spot, you will pass by the female educated youth’s yard. The female educated youths are sitting in the yard and are holding blisters to each other. Tong Yan peeked at her hands, five or six blisters large and small, a little bit in her heart. worry.

The female educated youth has tender skin. It is normal for a few blisters to develop after touching the sickle for a day. The thick-skinned male educated youths have not been rubbed into blisters. Tong Yan is afraid of making people suspicious, and dare not let them know that his hands are also blisters.

Hiding a pair of small hands behind her, she silently just wanted to walk into her little earthen house, when she was stopped by Shen Shaoqing, "Tong Dabao, come here."

What the educated youth order is a big pot of rice. Everyone, whether male or female, has to take turns cooking. Today it is Tongyan's turn to take care of it.

Guessing that it was for dinner, Tong Yan walked over helplessly.

Can't she let her go into the house and drink water before working?

Enduring the dissatisfaction in her heart, she gave a smile that was uglier than crying, "A little bit longer, what can I do?"

"Come in with me." Shen Shaoqing glanced at her quietly hidden hands, and led people into the house where she lived.

This is the first time that Tong Yan has entered the house where the male educated youth lives. The blue brick house is good, spacious and bright, and it is clean and tidy inside, not at all like the room where the big masters live.

"You sit there and wait a while."

In addition to the fire kang, there is a writing desk and a stool in the room. Tong Yan sat on the stool very obediently and waited, wondering what he was looking for.

Shen Shaoqing dug out a few things from the kang box and put them in front of her, then lit a kerosene lamp and commanded in a cold voice: "Put out your hand and let me have a look."

Looking at the iodophor and gauze on the table, she was surprised at the subtlety of his observation, Tong Yan's heart warmed, and she spread her hands reluctantly.

Under the light, the small green hands are soft and delicate, and the blisters on the palms are both ugly and hideous. Except for three blisters the size of soybean grains, the other two blisters are the size of peanut grains.

When teaching Tong Yan to cut wheat this morning, Shen Shaoqing noticed her very tender hands. Even the dudes in Beijing who only know how to play are not as tender as her hands. It's no surprise that they can grind out blisters!

He took out a sewing needle and put it on the kerosene lamp and bake it. Shen Shaoqing handed her the baked needle, "Pick up the bubble first."

Tong Yan received the needle but couldn't get it. Since she was a child, she was most afraid of injections. She would panic when she saw sharp and small objects. Let her pick it. It's better to kill her!

Seeing that she hadn't moved, Shen Shaoqing looked at her suspiciously, with some impatience on her face.

"Can you not pick this bubble?" The fainting needle is not a major problem, but she is really embarrassed to say it as a "big man".

"No, pick it quickly." His tone couldn't be refuted.

"..." Tong Yan bit her lower lip with a white face, and she dared not pierce it down for a long time.

Feeling helpless, she decided to put her face aside first.

"Can't you see such a big bubble?"

"The room is too dark to see clearly." She shook her head firmly.

Shen Shaoqing was about to laugh at her rogue energy. If it weren't for her and his brother's age, he would definitely give this guy who doesn't know how to be tall and earthy, he would give this guy two horror and awakening.

Taking the sewing needle in Tong Yan's hand, he put it on the lamp and bake it again, then grabbed the blistered right hand, and before she could react, he went up with two needles. The action was called a quick, cruel move. ,allow.

"..." Is this over? Tong Yan glanced at her palms and looked up at Shen Shaoqing eagerly, speechless for a while.

Whether it hurts or not, it’s just that I just wanted to vent my emotions, but now I’m stuck there and I can’t get out. It’s a bit uncomfortable...