The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Seeing that Ye Zhibing had really finished eating the noodles in the bowl, the teacher hurriedly took a few mouthfuls, stood up, and wanted to clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

Ye Zhibing said politely: "Master, let me come."

The mistress refused to ask Ye Zhibing to clean up the dishes, "There's no reason to ask the guests to clean up the dishes. I'll do it."

Having said that, Ye Zhibing was ashamed to rob the teacher, so he stood aside and watched the teacher clean up the dishes.

When the mistress sent all the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen and came out, Ye Zhibing asked, "Master, can we go to the field in the back mountain to collect beans now?"

Mrs. Shi had never seen a young man who was so active at work, so she couldn't help but feel better about Ye Zhibing, so she smiled slightly: "Don't panic, you just finished eating, take a breath before we go."

Ye Zhibing did as he pleases, sat down and waited for his teacher to order.

The teacher first burned a few sticks of incense in front of the Buddha, and then started to do morning classes.

As for what she was reading, Ye Zhibing didn't hear a word clearly.

Finally, the teacher finished reading the scriptures and put down the scriptures in his hands. Ye Zhibing asked again: "Master, can we go now?"

The teacher nodded: "Okay, let's go now, you go with me to the firewood room to get tools."

Ye Zhibing agreed loudly, and followed the teacher to the firewood room, and took sickles, baskets, and poles.

When Shi Tailin went out, he went into the room and gave Jingru a few words, then closed the door and led Ye Zhibing to the back mountain.

The back mountain of Tianci Temple is a gentle slope. I don’t know how many generations of nuns of Tianci Temple have cultivated a large terraced field here, planting wheat, beans, sweet potatoes and other grains.

Ye Zhibing climbed up the slope with the teacher behind him. When he encountered a steep slope, the teacher tried his best to climb up, but he was old and his physical strength was exhausted. He tried several times, but he couldn't step up the high stone steps.

Ye Zhibing instinctively stretched out his hand to help the teacher up, to help her up.

But when the teacher saw Ye Zhibing's hand stretched out near her body, the teacher's face changed drastically, and she shouted in horror: "What are you doing?"

Ye Zhibing came to his senses, his wife was unwilling to be supported by a man, so he quickly withdrew his hand and apologized to his wife: "Master, I'm sorry, I saw that you couldn't climb up, so I wanted to help you."

"I don't want your help, I can climb up." The teacher's wife was very strong, she refused Ye Zhibing's help, grabbed the edge of the upper step with both hands, and finally climbed up with a laborious hook.

Ye Zhibing breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that something would happen to the teacher.

At such a young age, if you fall in front of young people, not only will you be physically injured, but you will also lose face.

Now that it's gone up smoothly, this embarrassment will be avoided.

The steps above were much smaller, and the teacher took Ye Zhibing to the ground of Douzi smoothly.

Ye Zhibing raised his eyes and saw a huge bean field, about half an acre in size.

"Master, you have planted so many beans, can you eat them all?" Ye Zhibing asked his wife curiously.

The teacher replied indifferently: "I can't finish eating. I need to exchange some beans and believers at the foot of the mountain for some oil and salt."

Ye Zhibing understood, "So that's how it is."

Looking at the mature beans, the leaves are yellow and dry, but the pods are full. It seems to be a bumper year.

"Teacher, how do you harvest these beans?" Ye Zhibing asked his teacher for advice as he had never done farm work.

The teacher took out a sickle, bent down to cut a bean plant, and showed Ye Zhibing: "Master Ye, this is how you cut it. After cutting it, tie it up with straw ropes, pick it up in our nunnery, and then divide it."

Ye Zhibing was very smart, and he understood it as soon as he heard it, "Okay, mistress, I understand. You rest, and I will cut it."

But the teacher is a restless person, so Ye Zhibing asked Ye Zhibing to cut from the other end, and he cut from the other end to harvest the bean field.

Ye Zhibing was full of curiosity and interest when doing farm work for the first time.

He bent down, grabbed the bean branches and leaves and cut them in half at the root, and then piled the cut beans together.

The teacher is old and frail, so the work is naturally not as good as before.

She saw Ye Zhibing wield the knife like the wind, and the beans were knocked down one by one by Ye Zhibing, and then she looked at herself, as slow as a snail, and couldn't help sighing: "If it weren't for the help of this young man, this land might be full for a week." Harvesting is not playing."

After fighting for about two hours, the sky gradually changed. The originally bright sun was covered by thick clouds, and a gust of mountain wind blew past, bringing coolness.

The teacher raised her head and looked at the sky, feeling anxious, "I'm afraid it's going to rain!"

Look at the bean field again, about one-third of the field has not been harvested.

The teacher was afraid that the beans would be soaked by the rain later, so she called out to Ye Zhibing: "Benefactor Ye, Benefactor Ye."

When Ye Zhibing heard the teacher's call, he stood up straight, wiped off his sweat and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

The teacher pointed to the dark clouds in the sky and told Ye Zhibing, "I'm afraid it will rain heavily today."

Ye Zhibing nodded and said, "Yes, it looks like it's going to rain."

The teacher expressed her worries, "Benefactor Ye, if it rains this time, the beans will be soaked in water, and I'm afraid they will go bad."

Ye Zhibing asked the teacher, "Then what should we do?"

The teacher thought for a while, "Let's not cut it yet, and pick up the beans that have been cut back to the woodshed, and save a little bit."

Ye Zhibing felt that the teacher's words made sense, and nodded in agreement with the teacher's statement, "Okay, teacher, why don't you go back and open the door of the firewood room first, and I will pick the beans."

The teacher felt that he didn't have the strength to pick beans, so he asked Ye Zhibing: "Okay, walk slowly, don't fall."

"Don't worry, Mrs. I will be careful."

Ye Zhibing did what he said, put down the sickle, and began to tie the beans with straw rope.

He has great strength, and wanted to save a few trips, so he tied it very big.

When it is tied up, put it in a basket and carry it down the mountain quickly on a pole.

The wind is getting stronger, the dark clouds are getting thicker, and the rain is becoming more and more obvious.

Ye Zhibing quickened his pace, racing against time to pick beans.

When Ye Zhibing returned to Tianci Temple, he saw that the teacher had already opened the door of the firewood room and was waiting at the door, and Jingru was also standing at the door of Tianci Temple with a cane.

Seeing Ye Zhibing galloping towards him carrying beans, she couldn't help but said with concern: "Brother Ye, slow down, don't fall."

Ye Zhibing turned his head and smiled at Jingru, "It's okay, I'm very careful."

After running back and forth several times, when only the last four bundles of beans were left, it started to rain.

Ye Zhibing sighed, this is really depending on the sky, God does not reward face, and the beans that have been planted so hard will not be kept.

In order to compete with God for food, Ye Zhibing had no choice but to move faster.

But this move of his left Jingru and the teacher dumbfounded.

There are still people who can carry a heavy burden and walk like flying!