Return To the Era with Space Supplies

 Chapter 72 Being “watched”

Si Ningning held a sickle and followed behind the male educated youths, and she had some thoughts in her heart.

After arriving at the wheat field, she separated from the male educated youths. She walked along the path to the narrow bridge. After stepping into the forest, she originally wanted to use the woods to cover her and enter the space like in the morning. But just when she was about to enter the space, she always felt that behind her There was a gaze staring at her.

Si Ningning turned around cautiously, but there was no one behind her.

 Looking around, there is obviously no one around. The feeling of being watched is very strong!

 Is it hidden in a corner of the forest?

 In his mind, he recalled the scene he had seen in a novel about a female educated youth being dragged into the grass. Si Ningning's throat rolled, and she did not dare to stay in the forest longer, so she ran to the wheat field.

 At one or two o'clock, when the sun was shining brightly, Si Ningning stood in the wheat field, holding his hands on his knees and panting. The feeling of being under everyone's eyes has never diminished.

 She is in the light, and the other person is in the dark, and she is not sure whether the other person is good or evil, which makes people feel creepy and feels very bad.

Si Ningning glanced in the direction of the male educated youth and harvested a portion of the wheat. The distance between them was about sixty meters, not too far...

 If something happens, she shouts and everyone can hear it.

Si Ningning felt a little relieved and started to work in front of that line of sight.

  She used a new sickle in the morning. The machine-made blade is very sharp. Even though she is not skilled in cutting wheat, her speed is guaranteed.

Now that people are watching, Si Ningning can't get the sickle from space, so she can only use the old sickle from the production team.

There was no band-aid on the hand, and no gloves. The tender flesh was exposed where the blisters had been broken, and it rubbed against the rough sickle handle. Within half an hour, there were obvious blood stains on the palm.

Originally, because of the sickle, the speed has dropped significantly, and now because of the hand problem, the pain is severe with the slightest exertion. Si Ningning's speed of cutting wheat is getting slower and slower.

　　If you hold on till the end of work in the afternoon, let alone finish harvesting one-third of the field, the wheat harvested in the whole afternoon is less than half of that in the morning. Si Ningning held the sickle in reverse and rubbed the blood on the field ridge without feeling discouraged.

 She tried her best.

The male educated youth had already entered the path and was about to walk back. Si Ningning looked around nervously and shouted: "Mo, Mo Bei, wait for me! I'll go with you!"

Mo Bei was standing on the path, holding his lunch box and planning to drink the last sip of water. When he heard Si Ningning's unnatural voice, he was stunned for a moment.

Si Ningning ran towards the forest in a hurry.

Remembering that Si Ningning said in the morning that there was a bridge in that area, Mo Bei didn't think much about it and drank water while waiting.

When others ran towards him, he glanced at Si Ningning condescendingly and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

"No, it's okay!" Si Ningning waved her hand, "I'm just a little scared of being alone and want to find a companion to go with."

 Her throat was dry after not drinking water all afternoon, and her mouth was even more dry after running all the way. Si Ningning's voice was a little hoarse, but she spoke honestly and did not hide anything.

Moreover, because he was holding the sickle in his left hand and waving it with his right hand, it was **** and eye-catching. Mo Bei saw it at a glance, "Your hand..."

"Huh?" Si Ningning was confused for a moment, then she shrank her hands behind her back in embarrassment and laughed awkwardly: "It's hard to get used to holding a sickle when you first get used to it. Just get used to it."

That feeling of being watched is still there...

Si Ningning’s crescent-shaped eyebrows furrowed briefly, and her eyes swept around the surroundings calmly. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary...

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