Xu Anruo returned to the edge of the field.

Turning around, he saw Tan Zijin trotting after him.

He still held the two towels in his hands.

"You, you hold them." Her tone was a little anxious.

"Really, no need. Besides, these towels are for your own use, right? They are not suitable." Xu Anruo said gently.

"But, but..."

"Hey?"

Xu Anruo found that he still couldn't be gentle.

Sure enough, when he bared his teeth, Tan Zijin subconsciously retreated.

Xu Anruo then said without question:

"Hurry up and help grandma and Zipei. You tied them up in the morning, and I will slowly pick them. If you haven't finished, let them dry in the sun and I will do it when it's cooler in the afternoon!"

"Yeah."

Tan Zijin nodded but didn't move.

Xu Anruo frowned:

"What else do you want to do?"

"You, leave one to wipe your sweat."

"Either take it away, or, help me wipe it."

Xu Anruo regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.

This fool can't stand being teased at all.

However, this time...

She didn't leave?

He lowered his head, and his hands holding the towel were shaking.

"Okay, okay! I'll wipe it, isn't it okay for me to wipe it?"

Xu Anruo was tangled up when he saw it, and he took the towel and hung it around his neck, then picked up a load and left.

When climbing the slope, I sweated a lot.

Xu Anruo wiped it with his hand and found that the towel smelled good, with a faint smell of laundry soap.

After three trips.

Xu Anruo found that cutting rice and bundling rice were small things.

Carrying rice was the big trouble.

He was anxious, and he felt that he was young and strong, so he ran very fast when carrying rice, and didn't care about the wear and tear on his shoulders at all.

By the sixth trip, it was already past ten o'clock.

The rice in the field had been bundled.

Grandma and Zipei were packing up on the ridge.

Tan Zijin was still in the field, struggling to drag a bundle of rice to the ridge.

When Xu Anruo saw this, he shouted directly:

"Don't move! Who told you to move?"

His sudden shout scared Tan Zijin so much that she jumped and stood there at a loss.

Xu Anruo took off his shoes and went down the field, walked to her side, and said:

"Your strength is so little that it's hard for me to see it. Hurry up and go home with grandma. I'm going to take a break after carrying two loads. It's too hot!"

His tone was still unquestionable.

Tan Zijin was about to say something, but was glared back by Xu Anruo.

Grandma shouted to Xu Anruo on the ridge:

"Little classmate, you should come up and rest too. The weather is too hot. Don't let yourself get too hot!"

Then, Tan Zipei, who was timid before, also shouted loudly: "Brother, take a break!"

"Grandma, I'll carry two more loads."

"Zipei, brother doesn't feel tired at all!"

Xu Anruo replied in turn.

Grandma couldn't do anything to Xu Anruo.

Zipei shouted loudly: "Brother, you are so awesome!"

Xu Anruo, who was a little sister-con, heard this and immediately felt full of energy. He wanted to carry all the mud in the field back to Tan Zijin's home!

Soon.

Ten loads of rice stalks in the field were carried to the ridge by Xu Anruo.

Looking back, he found that Tan Zijin had been standing there and didn't leave.

This was obviously waiting for him.

Xu Anruo went to the riverside to wash his feet, put on his shoes and came back. Seeing Tan Zijin's anxious look, he said:

"I'll just carry this load and then take a break, okay?"

"Yeah."

Tan Zijin nodded vigorously.

Then he turned around and walked silently in front.

Xu Anruo picked up a load and followed behind.

He had to take a break after this trip. He really couldn't show off. Besides, the rice stalks would be lighter when they were carried in the afternoon if they were dried on the ridge of the field.

When they arrived at Tan Zijin's house.

Xu Anruo put down the load.

Then he saw that the kitchen chimney was already smoking.

Tan Zijin's grandmother came out of the kitchen and said to Xu Anruo:

"Little classmate, come into the house and sit for a while to rest."

"Brother, drink some water."

Tan Zipei brought a cup of tea leaves to Xu Anruo.

Tan Zijin, who had entered the house, had already filled a basin with water and placed it on the large table in the main hall. He looked back at Xu Anruo and whispered:

"You, come in and wash your hands first."

"Okay!"

Xu Anruo responded.

He held a teacup in one hand and rubbed Zipei's pot-lid hair with the other hand, and walked towards the main hall.

The furnishings in the main hall were similar to those of other families in the village.

The house was a bit old, the lime walls had turned black, and the tables and chairs were old and worn.

It was obvious that they were very poor.

But the floor was swept very clean, and the tables and chairs were wiped clean.

The right-hand side wall of the door was covered with a whole wall of award certificates, all of which were awarded by Tan Zijin..

On the front wall hung two portraits, one of an old man, probably Tan Zijin's grandfather, and the other of a middle-aged woman, presumably their mother.

How did he leave?

Accident or illness?

Xu Anruo was confused, but it was difficult to ask.

"Wash, wash your hands."

At this time, Tan Zijin whispered.

Xu Anruo nodded, took off the towel around her neck, washed her hands and face, and wiped her arms and neck, and finally felt a little better.

Then she watched Tan Zijin's grandmother come over with a steaming bowl and said:

"Little classmate, eat this bowl of sugar-water eggs first, and stay here for lunch later!"

"Hey, grandma, this won't work, I have to go back!"

Xu Anruo said quickly.

Sugar-water eggs are considered a representative food for entertaining guests in the countryside of Conghu.

It's not difficult to make, it's mainly about the intention, and people here understand.

"Why do you go back? You have to stay here for dinner. You have helped so much..." Grandma started to get anxious.

Tan Zipei also pulled the corner of Xu Anruo's clothes and said in a baby voice: "Brother, stay for dinner!"

Tan Zijin next to him was also anxious and said: "If you don't eat, we will feel bad."

"Oh, not really!"

Xu Anruo smiled and shook his head.

Then he explained to his grandma:

"Grandma, I don't mean anything else. It's mainly because it's my grandma's birthday today. I have to go back. There will be plenty of opportunities to eat in the future!"

"What? Your grandma's birthday today? Oh, you kid, why are you...this, this!"

Grandma became more and more anxious as she listened, and she was panicked.

Xu Anruo was also stunned.

It seems that she shouldn't say that.

He turned to look at Tan Zijin, wanting Tan Zijin to persuade her grandma.

As a result, he found that Tan Zijin raised her head, and her pair of watery eyes under the thick black-framed glasses were wet and red, staring at him blankly.

The two little hands in front of her were clenched tightly and trembling slightly.

Xu Anruo was also confused.

Don't do it!

You, if you do this, even if I have a heart of stone, I will melt!

"No, I just don't like staying at my grandma's house!"

Xu Anruo explained randomly.

But she saw that Tan Zijin suddenly realized something, and suddenly lowered her head to prevent Xu Anruo from looking at her face.

And the pair of little hands that were not taken care of were clenched so white.

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