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Shen Mo was working in the fields with a kettle. Huang Lingling looked at the kettle from a distance and felt that it looked very familiar.

She had been working in the fields these two days, and Gu Zhiguo actually assigned her to harvest soybeans.

He had never done such a tiring job since he went to the countryside. Her hands were basically cut by the soybean seedlings.

There was almost no intact skin, and the hands were swollen and painful when touched.

She cried while cutting, feeling even more resentful towards Lin Qingqing.

But she also earned a total of two centimeters yesterday.

In the past, she could earn ten cents easily just by sitting in the office.

She sent back more food, and her mother's attitude toward her became much better. She began to call her by her nickname in the letters she wrote. She was no longer a dead girl, a loser.

Gao Zhihao held Huang Lingling's hand and felt extremely distressed, but his ability to work was also limited. He would only earn 5 centimeters a day, so he couldn't help at all.

Huang Lingling narrowed her eyes when she saw Shen Mo's kettle.

Seeing Huang Lingling's aggrieved and sad expression, Gu Guohua felt particularly sorry for her: "Lingling, your hands are too tender. Cutting soybeans is too difficult for you."

Huang Lingling bit her lip and looked at Gu Guohua with a pair of innocent and tearful eyes, leaving Gu Guohua stunned.

Huang Lingling raised her hands aggrieved and pitifully: "I don't want to be lazy, but my hands are really hurting.

You also know that I have always been a penholder before, but now Lin Qingqing wants to be a scorer!

I can't help it, but it hurts so much! "

Huang Lingling's eyes were full of tears and she almost broke Gu Guohua's heart.

Gu Guohua quickly

He took Huang Lingling's sickle and started to help him work vigorously.

When several people around saw this scene, they started to joke: "I don't know what the relationship between Huang Zhiqing and Guohua is. Xiao Gu, you rush to help others with work. You are such a stupid boy!"

"Guohua still knows how to care for others. Huang Zhiqing has been really exhausted these past two days!"

"Normally, only two people who are having a relationship will help each other. Are you two having a relationship?"

Huang Lingling stamped her feet. She didn't want people around her to misunderstand.

She must be going back to the city. These rural people are vulgar and uneducated, and she will never give them a second glance.

Huang Lingling glanced at Gu Guohua innocently, her face looking aggrieved and shy.

Gu Guohua immediately turned around and angrily scolded the people around him: "We are so busy with the autumn harvest, so please stop talking nonsense. Huang Zhiqing and I are innocent!

It’s just that Huang Zhiqing’s hands were cut, and he was crying and working at the same time, and he kept persevering.

I just can't bear it. Don't talk nonsense and ruin the reputation of me and Huang Zhiqing! "

Several ladies around looked at each other and knew that this was Zhou Yu's attempt to hit Huang Gai. One was willing to hit and the other was willing to suffer!

Everyone started working with their heads down again. After all, during the autumn harvest, we can get a little more centimeters, and in winter, we can distribute a little more grain.

When Gu Guohua had helped Huang Lingling for more than two centimeters, Gu Guohua's mother rushed over.

As soon as she came over, she pinched Gu Guohua's ears: "I said you are a bastard, you haven't even finished your work at home!

There are 7 people in our family who want to eat with their mouths open, so come over and help this little bitch do the work!

you two are

Making love? When can I get married? If she were to marry into my family and help her work, I would have no problem.

If not, you little bitch, stay away from my son in the future. You are really young and do not learn well!

You even learn to seduce people and let men do work for you. I think you are a waste! "