Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 179 The baby comprehensive control group does not do cannon fodder (8)

The bear next to him was also wearing a white hoodie and black shorts, looking particularly like a mother and child, and the bear kept asking Jiang Lai along the way.

"Teach me, I will give you whatever you want when you go back."

"I'm your mother, do you need to give me something?"

"Fake, hurry up and teach me."

"Look at your performance, I will teach you if you perform well in the next few days."

Passing by a rice field, it is golden, and it is already the season of mid-term rice maturity, and every piece of land passing by can see people working hard in the field.

"What are they doing?"

The bear kid started to speak.

Jiang Lai glanced at him.

"Harvesting rice."

"Why harvest rice?"

"Where did you get the rice if you didn't harvest the rice? Little bastard, did you usually fall asleep when you were in school?"

[It’s exaggerated, 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 too many children who don't know the dealer at the age of five or six]

[These two are okay, just stand here and watch others work]

[She doesn't want to ask for it directly, does she? 】

[It must be that the two of them joined in and earned ten catties of rice by moving the sickle twice casually]

[The program team must have arranged everything, it's boring]

[The golden rice fields are so beautiful, I want to go back to my hometown]

Standing on the ridge of the field, Jiang Lai looked at the women in the sky holding a scimitar about the size of a palm in their hands. The back of the knife was shaped like five fingers, and it just stuck on the fingertips. It could only cut a handful of rice at a time. .

Jiang Lai thought for a while, then brought Yang Yang to the front.

"Grandma, let me ask you, how long does it take to harvest rice in such a ridge?"

The hot-blooded aunt raised her head, and looked blankly at the fashionable young and beautiful girl in front of her, and the two cameras following her.

"These, two or three days alone."

"It will take two or three days, it's too slow."

【Is Jiang Lai okay?Does it hurt her back to stand and talk when it's her turn?】

[It's so disgusting and ruins the popularity of passers-by, why can't you use your brain when you speak? 】

【This grandma is so cute, her face is red like my deceased grandma】

[Can you not disturb other people's work? 】

A group of people who had just rushed in swiped their screens and started cursing after seeing this scene. Everyone admired the profession of farmers in their bones. Jiang Lai rashly interrupted and said such an emotionally ignorant remark, which offended many people for a while. .

Even the director who was watching couldn't help frowning.

"What is she doing? Talking without thinking?"

At this time, Jiang Lai suddenly bent down and took a board of Wahaha from Yang Yang's small schoolbag, poked it open and handed a bottle to the old grandma.

"How about this, grandma, you give me your tool, my son and I will cut this ridge for you, and after cutting, can you give me ten catties of rice as a reward?"

"You cut? No, no, you won't, this is too tiring."

"It's okay, if you're worried, give me a try first, okay? If I can't, I'll leave my son to work for you without paying any wages!"

Jiang Laixiao was warm and generous, his pretty face was flushed with sweat, and his red lips and white teeth were extraordinarily friendly.

"All right, try it, be careful not to cut your hands."

"You don't need your help, you can go sit next to you and rest for a while, take this to drink, my grandma likes to drink this very much."

The original owner also has a grandma, an authentic rural farmer, who worked hard all her life until the original owner became a celebrity and made money. She loved to drink sweet and sour milk.

It's a pity that after the original owner committed suicide, her grandmother couldn't bear the blow and died of illness soon.

The old lady here brought Wahaha cautiously, and Jiang Lai brought Yang Yang to her.

"My son knows martial arts, show one to grandma, and my mother will go to work."

The bear boy was forced to open his business, and he was a little embarrassed to face the camera, but the grandma clapped his hands directly.

"The little doll looks really good-looking, just like her mother."

The brat was praised, and in the next second he played a set of powerful Tai Chi Bagua for the old lady.

The people who were separated by three generations were harmonious. On the other side, Jiang Lai found a strong wooden stick in the ridge of the field, and then tied the two blades in the old woman's basket side by side to the stick to form an arc. , by the way, after smashing the blade with a stone and changing its shape, a sickle that is still easy to handle is assembled.

[Holy shit, a craftsman? 】

[Although, this is the first time I know that a sickle can do this]

[The way people harvest crops here is too backward, the sickle is indeed much lighter than the hand-cut knife]

[Is it only I who discovered that Jiang Lai is now without makeup? 】

[I also noticed that my face was so red from the sun, and my lips were dry and a little peeled]

[When did Jiang Lai become so beautiful]

[If you are not sure, look again, ah, the more you look, the more beautiful it is]

[I'm Yangou, I'll lick it first as a respect! 】

Soon, the topic of Jiang Lai Suyan making a sickle became a trending topic again.

Jiang Lai, Su Yan, Sickle, three seemingly unrelated words are combined in such a strange way.

However, what Jiang Lai did next stunned the jaws of more than 100 million viewers in the studio.

Jiang Lai, who put on a straw hat and picked up a sickle, looked like a great god who had strayed into Xinshou Village. He waved the sickle like a cloud and flowing water, and wherever he went, the rice dumped. In the aerial photography, only a straw hat could be seen. The rice field was advancing at an inhuman speed, as if a fast-forward progress bar had been clicked. Compared with the women harvesting rice in the nearby field, it was like an old lady meeting Bolt.

[It's so terrifying! ! 】

[You call this a little fairy who loves to be spoiled and spoiled? 】

[Food: +1, +1, +1]

[Jiang Lai's red face is really cute, from now on I declare her to be her licking dog]

【Sihasha beautiful sister Sihasha】

It took just over an hour to mow a ridge of land.

When I raised my head, it took a long time to stand still. Looking back, Yang Yang and the old lady each had an ice cream in their hands, eating happily.

"Son, come here!"

Yang Yang ran over, looked at Jiang Lai's sweat-drenched forehead, and said something.

"You're getting hot to death."

"So it's up to you to do the next job, go and carry the cut rice into the cart."

Yang Yang mumbled while eating the ice cream.

"No, I want ice cream."

Jiang Lai stepped forward and snatched the ice cream from Yang Yang's hand, bit the place he had licked and spat it out, and ate the rest in two or three bites.

"Okay, the ice cream is over, let's go to work."

【Yangyang: Mom, thank you, mom is so kind】

[The love and hatred between mother and child, I can watch a hundred episodes]

[Is there any coquettish trick that Jiang Lai can't think of? 】

(End of this chapter)