Mo Shao, please don't be sentimental

On the back mountain, a golden wheat field appeared in front of everyone. Under the breeze, the golden wheat waves rose and fell one after another, which looked particularly majestic and majestic.

but! Yes!
Seeing the monks in the temple walking towards the wheat fields with sickles in their hands, Steward Xu couldn't help but ask, "Master, isn't the harvest already mechanized now? Why do you still use human power?"

The little monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, planting grain and harvesting rice is a kind of practice, how can we use machines to do it for us?"

Butler Xu was taken aback for a moment, and his face immediately collapsed.

You know, this group of monks planted all the land on the back mountain, and he, an old man with old arms and legs, although he has practiced kung fu for several years, can only barely do a few tricks. In terms of physical strength, it is definitely not enough of.

On the side, Lin Ranzhu hurriedly said: "Uncle Xu, you are getting old, you should go and rest aside, it is our business, you don't need to work hard with us."

However, as soon as the words fell, Mrs. Liu next to her covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Butler Xu, I'll tell you that you can't do it. You can't do this kind of thing like cutting wheat."

As soon as these words came out, Steward Xu immediately rolled up his sleeves like a primary school student being provoked: "Who said that? There is no technical content in this!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up a scythe that had not yet been distributed from the ground, and walked directly into the wheat field.

then……

"Be careful, benefactor, this sickle is not used like this. Be careful not to cut yourself." The little monk saw him holding the sickle, and he was about to cut violently in his direction with arrogance, and hurried forward to stop him.

Steward Xu immediately raised his eyebrows in disdain: "It's just a sickle. I've even used a lawnmower. How can this simplest tool not work well?"

As he said that, he cut off a handful in front of everyone.

Then, everyone saw that he cut the sickle directly on his own calf because of excessive force.

This time, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats.

Everyone hurried over to check.

Fortunately, because it was cold on the mountain, especially in the morning, the temperature was close to zero, so Steward Xu, who had old cold legs, directly wore cotton trousers.

Thanks to this layer of cotton trousers, Steward Xu's legs just happened to be saved. Although the cotton leaked all over the floor, fortunately, his legs were not cut.

Steward Xu looked at the cotton that was scrambling out of his pants, and couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment: "That... I'm not proficient at using it the first time, I just need to use it a few more times."

As he said that, he actually wanted to cut it again.

However, before he could move, the sickle in his hand was directly snatched by Mo Yuhan.

The little monk at the side also hurriedly said: "Several benefactors, according to the poor monk, these jobs are not suitable for you for the time being, so please come here with the poor monk."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards another piece of land.

Butler Xu was about to say no, when Mo Yuhan threw the sickle far away, as if he was afraid that he would touch it again.

He had no choice but to twitch the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and kept silent.

On the side, Mrs. Liu who was frightened into a cold sweat also quickly shut her mouth.

Good guy, she just wanted to make a joke, she didn't want him to cut off her leg, what is this for!

Fortunately, their young master and young wife were blessed by misfortune.

Otherwise, if the sickle cuts them, it will be good.

Soon, the little monk led them to a land full of vines.

This time, without waiting for the little monk to introduce, Lin Ranzhu immediately said: "This is yam!"

The little monk glanced at Lin Ranzhu unexpectedly: "The benefactor is right, this is indeed yam. Unexpectedly, the benefactor actually knew it."

"It's also a coincidence." Lin Ranzhu immediately explained, "In fact, I don't know yams, but I know these yam vines, because they can be used as medicine in traditional Chinese medicine."

"So that's how it is." The little monk suddenly realized, "It turns out that the benefactor is a doctor."

"That's right." Lin Ranzhu nodded, "So, our next task is to dig yams?"

"Exactly." The little monk looked at the tunnel, "The roots of the yam are very long, so the requirement is not to break the yam, and the soil on the mountain is hard, so it is actually not easy. The benefactors only dug the yam today. The plot in front of me is enough.”

This time, Steward Xu didn't dare to be brave anymore, and immediately coughed lightly and said, "Do you have any tricks, little master?"

The little monk smiled slightly: "The trick is patience and perseverance."

After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands together, said "Amitabha Buddha", then turned and left.

Seeing this, Lin Ranzhu took the lead in picking up a shovel, since it was not easy, he just started doing it quickly.

However, just as she was about to walk over, Mo Yuhan grabbed her and snatched the shovel from her hand.

Lin Ranzhu couldn't help being taken aback: "Husband, didn't we agree that we should bear everything together?"

"I didn't say I won't let you bear it." Mo Yuhan raised his brows, "It's all vines, I don't know where to start digging, since you know, then you should know which part is the root system, so you put Find them and I'll dig."

What Mo Yuhan said was well-founded, but how could Lin Ranzhu not know that he was deliberately trying to keep himself from being too tired.

However, what he said is also reasonable, and mastering the method can get twice the result with half the effort, so she might as well find out all the roots in this field first, and then help them dig together.

Thinking of this, she also nodded: "Alright, then I'll circle them all first."

After finishing speaking, he found a branch and walked into the field, pushed aside the vines, and began to search carefully.

Soon, she was seen circling in one place and walking to another.

Mo Yuhan immediately walked over with the shovel and started digging.

Aunt Liu and Steward Xu also came over to help, but Mo Yuhan stopped him again and said, "You two stay where you are, and I'll dig out the roots of the yam later. There must be a lot of dirt on it. Just two and clean them up."

Butler Xu and Aunt Liu were taken aback for a moment.

Having lost someone just now, Steward Xu, who was about to show off his skills this time, frowned and said, "Master, how can you do it yourself in such a large area? Let us help you."

However, Mo Yuhan was very firm: "If you want to continue working with me, follow my instructions."

Knowing Mo Yuhan's temper, Butler Xu opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to say anything, but he still didn't let go of the shovel.

Aunt Liu beside her also frowned: "Master, I used to do farm work at home, so..."

"I invited you to clean the house and cook for me, not to let me do these things." Mo Yuhan's eyes narrowed, but he interrupted directly, "Besides, you think that my child should see me coming What kind of father do you think I am if I ask others to forgive the sins I have forgiven?"

As soon as these words came out, Steward Xu and Aunt Liu fell completely silent.

The two looked at each other and sighed, and finally threw the shovel in their hands to the ground.