I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 95 The rain is coming

Wei Lan was angry, and she couldn't control her strength well when packing the things. She squeezed the packaging box loudly, and it looked like she was venting her anger.

Ding Maomao and Jiang Lihua’s hearts also trembled.

 It rained heavily the next afternoon, and the raindrops fell on the roof fiercely, as if they were about to shatter the tiles.

Because of the heavy rain, those who worked in the fields came back early from the fields.

 The educated youths were sitting in the main room, holding their chins and looking outside. There was already water on the ground outside.

The air is filled with the fragrance of earth. In addition, there is also a damp and sticky feeling. The solid and flat earth floor in the house has become slippery at this time, and it looks like it will seep out soon. When the water comes, it's easy to slip if you're not careful when walking.

Jiang Lihua pouted, "Just now I thought it would be cooler if it rained, but now it seems it's not as good as when it's hot!"

Yang Yan said: "It's like this in the south. It's easy for the moisture to return. When the weather gets fine tomorrow, we have to take our clothes outside to dry in the sun, otherwise mildew will easily develop."

The rain came and went quickly. It rained for about half an hour. Although it didn't last long, it rained heavily. The water level in the small harbor rose significantly. You can see the white sky over Banzi Bridge from a long distance. Flowery water splashes out.

It had just rained heavily. Someone from the team came over to inform the educated youths to go to the fields to check the situation. If they found that the water level was too high or seedlings were floating, they could make timely remedies.

Although Wei Lan is still on sick leave, this is a major issue related to this year's ration harvest for commune members. She also rolled up her trouser legs, put on her straw sandals and followed everyone to check on the conditions in the fields.

The sky was still gray, and crops in gray clothes were walking quickly on the field ridges. After checking one field, they immediately went to the other side.

The educated youths worked in groups. Wei Lan was assigned to a group with Yu Tingyi and went to the foot of the back mountain to check the situation. There were seven or eight acres of paddy fields there, one after another, because there was a small pond at the top. As the water level rises, the water flows into the fields through the cylindrical drainage outlet, and several acres of paddy fields are flooded with water.

Yu Ting suggested digging trenches to release water, so Wei Lan used bamboo baskets to collect the soil so that it would not be washed away by the water and would be useless when he wanted to plug the gap later.

After scraping the soil, Wei Lan washed her hands in the field, then squatted aside and waited with Yu Tingyi. The seven or eight acres of field were surrounded by rings, and the water would still need to be let out for a while.

Because she had scratched the mud just now, Wei Lan's nails were deeply dug in. Since she had nothing else to do but wait, she squatted on the field ridge and clasped her fingers together.

Yu Ting glanced at her and said, "Don't do it, be careful of your nails getting yellowed."

"Just a piece of mud? Can it still dye your nails?" Wei Lan didn't believe it and continued to pick the mud from her nails.

Yu Tingyi stretched out his hand to show her, "Look."

Yu Tingyi’s hands were very big, but they were still rough because of the farm work. He had been planting rice seedlings for several days recently, and his fingernails were stained with a layer of rust color, and there was some black at the corners that couldn't be washed away. He usually felt sick just looking at it.

Wei Lan's hands are very white and her nails are neatly trimmed. Thinking of what kind of look she will look like after her nails are dyed, Yu Tingyi can't bear it for some reason.

Wei Lan has a bitter look on her face, right?

Looking at Yu Tingyi's hands and then at her own hands, Wei Lan said with a bitter face: "I don't just grab mud every day, so it doesn't matter just this time."

"I'm doing pretty well. Didn't you see Yang Yan's hands? In addition to the nails, the fingers have also turned red. If you don't mind, just keep playing with it."

Yu Tingyi turned his head away and did not say more.

Wei Lan said nothing.

So what if you know that Yu Tingyi has good intentions? If she really didn't care about anything and just watched from the side, would that be ridiculous?

 (End of this chapter)