Chapter 179: Children in the control group will not be cannon fodder (8)
The naughty child next to him was also wearing a white sweatshirt and black shorts. He looked particularly like a mother and son. The naughty child asked Jiang Lai all the way.
"Teach me, I will give you whatever you want when you go back."
"I am your mother, do you need me to give you something?"
"Fake, come on, teach me."
"Look at your performance. If you perform well in the next few days, I will teach you."
Passing by a rice field, it is golden. It is already the mid-season rice ripening season. Everywhere you pass, you can see people working hard in the fields.
"What are they doing?"
The naughty kid started to speak.
Jiang Lai glanced at him.
"Harvest rice."
"Why harvest rice?"
"If you don't harvest rice, where will you get rice to eat? Little bastard, do you usually fall asleep when you go to school?"
[It’s an exaggeration, five or six-year-old children don’t know what rice is]
[My cousin can’t even tell the difference between wheat and leeks. There are so many children aged five or six who don’t know crops]
【Are these two okay? Just stand here and watch others working】
[She wouldn’t want to ask for it directly, would she? 】
[The two of them must have joined in and earned ten kilograms of rice by just moving the sickle a few times]
[The program team must have arranged everything, it’s boring]
[The rice fields are so golden and beautiful, I want to go back to my hometown]
Jiang Lai stood on the ridge of the field and looked at the women in the sky, each holding a scimitar that was probably only the size of a palm. The back of the knife was shaped into a five-finger shape, and then it just stuck on the fingertips. It could only cut a handful of rice at a time. .
Jiang Lai thought for a while, then walked forward with Yangyang.
"Grandma, let me ask you, how long does it take to harvest rice like this?"
The aunt who was in full swing raised her head and looked blankly at the young and beautiful girl in front of her, who was dressed fashionably, and the two cameras following her.
"These are enough for two or three days alone."
"It will take two or three days. It's too slow."
[Is Jiang Lai okay? Don’t you think your back hurts when it’s her turn to stand and talk?】
[It’s so disgusting and ruins the popularity of passers-by. Why can’t you use your brain when speaking? 】
[This grandma is so cute and her face is as red as my deceased grandma]
[Can you please stop disturbing other people’s work? 】
A group of people who had just poured in started to criticize after seeing this scene. Everyone deeply admired the profession of farmers. Jiang Lai's rash interruption and such unemotional remarks made many people feel disgusted. .
Even the director who was watching couldn't help but frown.
"What is she doing? Talking without thinking?"
At this time, Jiang Lai suddenly bent down and took a bottle of Wahaha from Yangyang's small schoolbag, opened it and handed a bottle to the old woman.
"Okay, grandma, give me this tool of yours, and my son and I will help you cut this ridge of land. After cutting, can you give me ten kilograms of rice as a reward?"
"You cut? No, no, you don't know how. This is too tiring."
"It's okay. If you're worried, just give me a try first, okay? If I can't do it, I'll leave my son to work for you without any wages!"
Jiang Laixiao was warm and generous, his beautiful face had a light blush due to the evaporation of sweat, and his lips were red and his teeth were white, he looked particularly friendly and kind.
"Okay, give it a try, be careful not to cut your hand."
"I don't need your help. You can sit down and rest for a while. Take this and drink it. My grandma likes to drink this very much."
The original owner also had a grandma, a real country farmer. She worked hard all her life until the original owner made money as a star and became a little more relaxed. She loved to drink sweet and sour milk.
Unfortunately, after the original owner committed suicide, her grandmother could not bear the blow and died of illness soon.
The old lady here brought Wahaha over cautiously, and Jiang Lai carried Yangyang in front of her.
"My son knows martial arts and will perform for grandma while mom goes to work."
The naughty kid was forced to work, and he was a little shy and embarrassed in front of the camera, but the old lady clapped her hands.
"The little baby looks so beautiful, just like her mother."
The naughty kid was praised, and the next second he performed a powerful Tai Chi and Bagua boxing on the old lady.
The people here who were separated by three generations were in harmony. On the other side, Jiang Lai found a strong wooden stick in the field and then tied the two blades in the old woman's basket side by side to the side of the stick to form an arc. , by the way, I also used a stone to hit the blade to change its shape, and then I assembled a fairly light sickle.
[Holy shit, a master of craftsmanship? 】
[Although, this is the first time I know that a sickle can do this]
[The way people here harvest crops is so backward, the sickle is indeed much lighter than the hand cutter]
[Am I the only one who noticed that Jiang Lai is now without makeup? 】
[I also noticed that my face was so red from the sun and my lips were so dry that they were a bit peeling]
【When did Jiang Lai become so beautiful】
[If you’re not sure, look again, the more you look, the more beautiful it becomes]
[I am a Yangou, so I will lick you first as a token of respect! 】
Soon, the topic of Jiang Lai making a sickle without makeup became a hot search topic again.
Jiang Lai, Su Yan, and Sickle, three seemingly unrelated words are strangely combined together.
However, Jiang Lai's next operation once again shocked the jaws of more than one million viewers in the live broadcast room.
Jiang Lai, who put on a straw hat and picked up a sickle, looked like a great god who had mistakenly entered a novice village. He swung the sickle like clouds and flowing water. Wherever he went, rice fell everywhere. In the aerial photo, only a straw hat could be seen. The rice fields were moving at an inhuman speed, as if the progress bar had been clicked on to fast forward. Compared with the women harvesting rice in the fields next to them, it was like an old lady meeting Usain Bolt.
【So scary! ! 】
[You call this a spoiled little fairy who loves to show off? 】
【Food: +1, +1, +1】
[Jiang Lai’s red cheeks are so cute. From now on, I declare that I am her licking dog]
【Sihasha’s beautiful sister Sihasha】
It only took more than an hour to mow a ridge of land.
When I raised my head, it took me a long time to stand still. When I looked back, I saw Yangyang and the old lady each holding an ice cream in their hands and enjoying themselves.
"Son, come here!"
Yangyang Diandian ran over, looked at Jiang Lai's forehead wet with sweat, and said something.
"You're dying from the heat."
"So it's your job to do the next thing. Go and carry the cut rice into the car."
Yangyang slurred something while eating ice cream.
"No, I want to eat ice cream."
Jiang Lai stepped forward and grabbed the ice cream from Yangyang's hand, bit and spit out the area where Yangyang had licked it, and ate the rest in two or three bites.
"Okay, I've finished eating the ice cream, let's go to work."
[Yangyang: Thank you, Mom, Mom is so kind]
[I can watch a hundred episodes of the love and hatred between an unfair mother and her son]
[Are there any other tricks that Jiang Lai can't think of? 】(End of this chapter)