Song Tan Jishi

[Have you forgotten how delicious the anchor's food is? 】

[Have you forgotten how expensive the things at the anchor's house are? 】

[Have you forgotten that the anchor has rice fields, but you can only go to other people's rice fields to work? 】

A series of three bullet screens were sent out, and the live broadcast room fell silent instantly.

Qiaoqiao took a sip from the kettle, and then remembered:

"By the way, children, don't leave this afternoon. My sister said that I will give you a make-up lesson, teach you how to thresh rice, and show you my new house by the way."

He leaned closer to the camera: "The place where Qiao Qiao lives is very big!"

Hey guys, new house? !

Everyone is interested——

[What kind of new house? 】

【Qiao Family Courtyard】

【It must be a country house】

【Anchor, do you still need a brother? It’s a big house where you can eat and live]

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

【My pure milk dog brother】

[Woooooh, his skin is so fair! The sweat on the face is so crystal clear! The red marks on the cheeks are so cute! 】

[Put on your pants upstairs... Teacher Qiao Qiao is still a child]

Chatting back and forth, the topic instantly drifted away.

And Qiao Qiao thought about today's teaching tasks, and found that cutting rice seems to have been taught, and students just need to be careful not to hurt themselves when doing homework.

So he simply dropped the fans and buried himself in the rice fields again.

...

And here, Song Tan also brought a large group of people to the other side of the rice field.

Everyone is wearing sun protection clothing, trousers, sneakers, caps, straw hats and sun hats. It can be said that they are armed to the nails.

Some of the female students even covered their faces, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and the long sun protection clothes were pulled up to the ankles.

For this preparation, Song Tan could only sigh in admiration.

It's just that everyone looked at the small paddy field separated from the ground, and they were a little dissatisfied at the moment:

"There are so many of us cutting this small piece, we can't use it!"

Song Tan laughed.

The paddy field in front of me is about 130 to 40 square meters. If you really want to look at it, it is actually quite a lot, but compared with the other paddy fields, it is a bit shabby.

The squad leader laughed: "Song Tan, you look down on me too much!"

He patted his stomach, which was swollen by breakfast, and there was something thumping inside, like a ripe watermelon: "Although we don't do much farm work, we usually have two brushes in the gym!"

"That's it! Come on, students, let me show you my muscles!"

"It's just such a small field, I'm afraid it won't be long before we cut it."

"Yes." The female classmate was not to be outdone: "Song Tan, I think the two people you invited over there can relax a lot today. It's because we forgot, otherwise we should tell you not to invite so many people... that's all , all of us have done it for you all morning."

This is true, 29 people, even if the children are removed, there will be twenty-four or five.

If it is all strong laborers, Song Tan's two acres of land are really not worth mentioning.

But at the moment...

Song Tan just smiled: "It's okay, don't worry, whoever cuts faster will cut more!"

"Do you all know how to cut rice? Go down to the ground and try it first, and pay attention to those who hold the sickle, so don't get hurt."

While talking, he taught Qiao Qiao the set of moves to the students bit by bit.

Fortunately, everyone is an adult. Even if they are not satisfied with the size of this paddy field, they still have a correct attitude towards learning. Looking at the scythe in their hands at this moment, their expressions are extremely cautious.

After two exercises with each other, everyone became more enthusiastic:

"Okay! Now we officially start work!"

"Come on! Old classmates, let's make gestures!"

"Wait, let me make a video!"

Song Tan stood by and watched, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart—how should I put it?

It is troublesome to bend your waist for five buckets of rice.

For example, she is standing here now, not to accept the results, but to prevent someone from cutting herself. After all, they are all the God of Wealth, and it is not so wonderful to see blood when they come back for the first time.

The aura on hand is always ready, and a pair of eyes is fixed on the entire rice field.

And the students lived up to expectations, grabbed the rice with arrogance, and then adjusted the angle——

All right, a bunch of rice falls to the ground.

Immediately after the second, the third...

etc!

Some students couldn't help shouting: "My old waist!"

Why do you have to bend over halfway to cut rice?

It's not that they are all bent over. They cut slowly, and they have to stand upright and stretch after a cut.

Those who are really immersed in cutting rice can't lift their waists up for a long time!

But it was enough for this group of old classmates who were sub-healthy at a young age to start to feel something was wrong.

Looking at Song Tan again, she was still smiling: "It's okay, there is only such a little space, we are not in a hurry."

makes sense.

Everyone is a little embarrassed-there are so many people, it doesn't take much effort to cut a line for each person, let alone just entering the state!

Everyone is in good spirits!

So next, the talking didn't stop, but the panting of rice harvesting became louder and louder.

The sun above the head unknowingly became blazing, and the temperature began to burn in the rice fields. Under the skin wrapped in sunscreen, sweat gushed out layer by layer, sticky and damp.

Straw leaves and ears of rice scraped off his face and body from time to time, even with clothes behind him, it still didn't feel very good.

In addition, as soon as the sun rises, the slight moisture in the rice fields begins to transpire, and the whole person seems to be in a sauna...

However, the action of cutting rice requires them to bend down to find the right angle...

After a while, someone sat on the ridge of the field with his waist supported and couldn't get up: "It can't be done, my waist is strained, I really can't do it."

"It's okay." Song Tan was not in a hurry: "We are here to play, if we can't do it, we can take a rest, don't worry."

The male students still wanted to hold on for a while, but the big brother who was working hard in the gym took a deep breath at this moment, and felt that something was wrong with his waist.

Let's just say, why is the action of cutting rice so distorted? The pressure on the lumbar spine is too great!

Look at the squad leader in front of me——ho! He has energy! At this moment, I am steadily and steadily moving forward with a sickle!

You can't be too bad, can you?

Had no choice but to move forward.

As everyone knows, the squad leader with the most steady movements is also complaining in his heart at this moment--cutting the rice seems very simple, isn't it just standing in the field, bending down, grabbing the rice, and then cutting hard--

But if this action is repeated several times, I still don't feel it. Ten or twenty times, the body will feel it.

Do it another 30 times—good guy, they don't work hard and don't distinguish grains. It's not that they didn't suffer when they worked, but they are completely different from this kind of labor!

Looking at these two points of land now, it feels like a vast ocean, with no edge at all.

Song Tan, an old classmate, really overestimated them!

Why two points? Save one point for fun.

I haven't seen a movie in half a year and I'm so excited...

Those who come back tomorrow night will update normally!

Good night, my readers. Good night, first month of 2023.