Chapter 11 The cornfield was bitten
Fu Jingyou thought that the educated youths from the city were indifferent to grains and did not even know whether rice was planted in paddy fields or mountains.
Lu Miao hummed, "Who are you looking down on!"
She has never planted land, but she has planted flowers. Isn't this kind of thing just like cooking in the kitchen? ?
Dig holes, sow seeds, fertilize.
Lifting the pot, heating the oil, and stir-frying are all very similar processes.
The wild grass is swaying, the wind is gentle, and the cuckoo's call can be heard along the road.
Lu Miao walked for a while humming an unknown tune, and suddenly asked out of curiosity: "Isn't the land to the west closer to the village? How did you turn here?"
Back Mountain It's not very high, and you can reach the land to the west by going around it, but the prerequisite is to "go around it."
Fu Jingyou did not answer the question, only reminded Lu Miao to say "we are here", then avoided Lu Miao, and walked quickly towards the west slope with the load.
"Weird person."
Lu Miao muttered and looked back at the cornfield aside.
The mountains are surrounded by rings, and they look a bit like terraced fields, but they are dry land, not paddy fields.
Corn is planted in the high areas, and peanuts are planted in the low areas. Her task is to hoe three-thirds of the land in the morning, and four work points will be awarded for completing it.
When we came here, those uncles said that the mountainous area was small, and one piece of land was only one point, and three thirds of land was not much, so Lu Miao was told to work hard.
Lu Miao believed it to be true, but looking at the three terraced pieces of land in front of her, she really wanted to pass out.
Isn’t that much?
It’s a lot good!
Lu Miao had begun to retreat in her heart. She would definitely not be able to finish so much, but her strong heart did not allow her to give up before she started.
So, facing the mottled tree shadows and sunshine, Lu Miao reluctantly started working with a sad face.
She recognizes the fruits of crops, but not most of those in the nursery. When weeding, she also distinguishes which ones are seedlings and which ones are grass based on the neatness of the crops.
When passing members see it, they will occasionally stop and say "well done".
Lu Miao deduced from this that she should not have damaged the corn seedlings.
But those members were also very annoying, because every time after they praised her, they would laugh at her and say that she was working hard and would have to work until tomorrow morning.
Lu Miao was so angry.
The mountainous area is out of the woods. There are only one or two thin paper trees about two meters high on the field ridge on one side.
As the sun gets higher and higher, the shadows of the trees in the ground become smaller and smaller. Lu Miao does not have a straw hat to protect the sun. In addition, in order to save rations, the educated youth point will only open fire at noon and evening.
She hadn't eaten in the morning, and after being exposed to the sun for so long, white flowers could not help but appear in front of her eyes, and she felt uncomfortable all over.
Lu Miao slowly squatted down while holding the hoe, wanting to sit down and rest for a while, but her other hand pressed on something unknown, and a sharp pain arose in her palm, as if she had been pricked by dozens of needles. .
With a "hiss" sound, he suddenly pulled his hand back.
The palms were slightly red and there were no minor wounds, but the pain continued to spread.
It hurt so much that the hairs on the back of Lu Miao's neck stood up. She subconsciously scratched it. The pain became more obvious with this scratch. She couldn't help but twitch and choked, her round and dark eyes flashing. Tears.
Fu Jingyou was delivering fertilizer for the second time to the cotton field in the west. When passing by the corn field, he subconsciously glanced into the field out of the corner of his eye.
Seeing the girl sitting on the ground, he just thought Lu Miao was tired and didn't take it seriously as she slowed down her pace by half a beat.
When I was about to leave, I suddenly heard the girl's delicate humming sound, as if she was crying.
Fu Jingyou hesitated for a moment, then stood on the path and said:
"When you are tired, find a place to rest for a while. Why are you crying?"
The little girl did not speak, but her humming became louder. Fu Jingyou put down his burden and stepped into the cornfield with one long step, "What happened to you."
"Something bit me!"
Lu Miao raised her head and looked at Fu Jingyou with red eyes. Her delicate white face was wrinkled into a bun, and her red lips were bitten even redder.
It was okay when no one asked, and she might be fine if she shed a few tears. But now that Fu Jingyou was questioning her, she suddenly couldn't hold it any longer, and her tears fell down.
Lu Miao started to cry "woo woo woo", "It hurts so much...!"
Fu Jingyou paused and was at a loss for a moment.
But Lu Miao was crying really sadly. His Adam's apple slid up and down, and he slowed down and approached Lu Miao, "What bit you?"
Lu Miao's hand was stretched out on her chest. Fu Jingyou grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand over. He asked in a calm voice:
"Where did you bite?"
Lu Miao pointed to the palm of her hand. ,"here…… "
The little girl's skin was very white and her palms were pink and tender. Fu Jingyou took a look and saw nothing, so he asked her:
"Is it just painful or something?"
"It just hurts!" Lu Miao sniffed and answered with a cry, her voice was as coquettish as a coquettish one, "It's still a little itchy, and it hurts even more after I scratch it, just in this area!"
Lu Miao twitched and spoke incoherently: "I feel more and more pain!"
There was no wound on Lu Miao's palm, but listening to her narration, Fu Jingyou was basically sure that something was causing trouble.
“Where were you bitten?”
Lu Miao pointed to the side. Fu Jingyou stood up and walked over from Lu Miao, rummaging through the corn seedlings and weeds. But after a while, he withdrew his hand with a hiss.
"What's wrong?" Lu Miao's long eyelashes were covered with tears. She suddenly became nervous and couldn't even think about crying. "Did you get bitten too?"
Fu Jingyou withdrew his hand. The place where he was hit was The part of the tiger's mouth of the left hand and the back of the index finger.
Unlike Lu Miao's situation, his skin quickly developed a large pimple.
Lu Miao was shocked, "What's going on? Yours is worse than mine!"
Every bite from a hot pepper is the same, except that the texture of the skin on the palm and the back of the hand is different. .
The tiger's mouth was numb and painful. Fu Jingyou rubbed it nonchalantly and promptly corrected her:
"It's not a bite, it's a sting."
Finding the place where he was stung, Fu Jingyou removed the weed from The culprit was found on the back - a chili pepper with an emerald green body and egg-yellow thorns.
“Ehhh…”
Goosebumps spread all over Lu Miao’s body, and she shrieked and moved back.
She is not afraid of snakes or centipedes, but she is really unable to accept things like earthworms and caterpillars.
Seeing that she was scared, Fu Jingyou took the leaf farther away and asked in a low voice:
"Does it still hurt?"
Fu Jingyou said this knowingly.
Anyone who grew up in the countryside knows that being stung by foreign spicy food will hurt for several hours.
If the sting area is large, it can take away half of one's life.
As expected, water mist appeared in Lu Miao's litchi eyes, and her lips trembled and quickly deflated, "It hurts!"
It was burning, more painful than a needle prick.
She had been injured in the past eighteen years, but the pain was completely incomparable to the pain in front of her.
There will be another story in a while~~~
(End of this chapter)