I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

Song Manman picked up her small frame and poked Shen Yanqing who was still putting it in her frame.

"Huh?" Shen Yanqing looked at her with a questioning look in his eyes.

Song Manman pointed to the frame: "Shen Yanqing, don't put it in my frame. I can't even lift it up."

Shen Yanqing looked at the fruit in the frame and touched her nose awkwardly. She had picked it up too quickly and put it away out of reflex, so she put it into her small frame unconsciously.

Taking out the fruits from the frame and placing them in the frame Song Shi was carrying, Shen Yanqing weighed Song Manman's small frame and said, "It's not heavy anymore."

Song Shi on the tree was holding a pile of fruits and looked at the two of them speechless. He absolutely, absolutely, absolutely did not believe that Shen Yanqing had no idea about his sister: "Brother Shen, please go on, I can't take any more."

Shen Yanqing looked at Song Shi and quickly reached out to catch the dropped fruits. He picked all the ripe fruits on the tree and Shen Yanqing's bamboo basket was almost full.

Song Shi picked up the basket on his back, intending to pick up Song Manman's small bamboo basket as well, but unexpectedly he was a step too late.

Shen Yanqing was seen carrying his own basket behind him and holding Song Manman's small basket in his hand. He also told Song Manman: "Be careful, don't trip."

Song Manman nodded. She almost tripped over a branch just now, but luckily Shen Yanqing saw her and helped her, so she didn't fall.

Song Shi looked at the two people walking in front of him and felt that he was redundant. He finally understood how his elder brother felt that morning. He was heartbroken. The real heartbreak was not making a fuss.

Looking at Song Shi behind him, Song Manman quickly shouted: "Xiao Shi, hurry up."

Hearing Song Manman's cry, Song Shi felt that his heart could still be saved, unlike his elder brother, who was already too cold to be saved.

When the three of them returned to where they were, they found that many people's baskets were only half full, and some were even half-empty. Looking at the three people's full bamboo baskets, their eyes were filled with envy.

Sun Fang, who was still gossiping with others, looked at the faces of several people and fell silent. She only felt her face hurt.

Just now she was still talking about what they were here for, but then she turned around and saw that they were picking more fruits than she was. Looking at her half basket of fruits, Sun Fang turned her head and stopped looking at Song Manman and the others.

Song Manman looked around but didn't see Chen Fengzhi: "Where is our mother?"

Unexpectedly, when he turned around and saw Shen Yanqing, Song Manman bit her lip in annoyance.

Shen Yanqing looked at her and held back a smile: "It should be over there. There are some fruit trees there."

Before Song Shi could answer Song Manman's question, the two of them had already entered into the next sentence. Song Shi could only nod his head: "Our mother should be over there, sister, let's go!"

The three of them carried the basket to look for Chen Fengzhi again. Fortunately, they went right this time. Not only Chen Fengzhi was there, but Zheng Xiu was also there, as were the rest of the Song family.

Seeing that Song Manman didn't take anything, Song Jiaojiao picked up her basket and smiled: "Manman, why didn't you pick the fruit?"

Song Manman glanced at her and before she could speak, Song Shi, who was coming from behind, said in a strange tone: "Sister Jiaojiao, why do you have to pick it yourself? My sister can eat the fruit without picking it. Not everyone has this blessing." Yes!"

Song Manman couldn't hold back hearing his tone and burst out laughing. Her brother was really funny.

Chen Fengzhi couldn't help but rub her arms when she heard her son's voice. She got goosebumps, but it was quite refreshing to see Song Jiaojiao's expression.

Chen Fengzhi looked at her daughter's empty back, and then looked at her son who only had a basket on his back. She remembered that her daughter carried a small bamboo basket on her back when she went out.

Until she saw the basket carried by Shen Yanqing, Chen Fengzhi immediately recognized that it was her own basket, because it was a small basket specially made by Song Mu for Song Manman, and no one else had such a model.

Looking at Shen Yanqing carefully, Chen Fengzhi nodded with satisfaction. This young man was indeed good-looking. She also liked handsome men like this when she was young, otherwise she wouldn't have been deceived by Song Guoguo.

Shen Yanqing raised his head when he felt the appraising eyes, and saw Chen Fengzhi, and he suddenly felt nervous.

Chen Fengzhi looked at Shen Yanqing for a long time before looking away. Although she liked the appearance, if the young man had no inner qualities, she would not agree to him marrying her sweetheart.

Although Chen Fengzhi and Shen Yanqing took the same oxcart last time, because she was focused on Song Manman and there were so many people, she didn't pay much attention to Shen Yanqing.

The reason why I noticed it this time was because Shen Yanqing took Song Manman's small backpack. She was already a grandmother now, and she didn't like looking at handsome guys as much as she did before.

Furthermore, her sons' looks are also among the best. The eldest son is mature, the second son is gentle and elegant, the third son is masculine, and the fourth son is sunny and cheerful. At least that's what it looks like.

Moreover, her sweetheart is so beautiful that she would be as beautiful as a fish or a wild goose. If this young man marries her sweetheart, he will be lucky! Although this little handsome guy looks amazing.

Chen Fengzhi looked at Shen Yanqing and felt a little sad. She didn't know whose son was so good-looking.

Song Manman looked at Shen Yanqing, who was standing upright: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Shen Yanqing glanced at Chen Fengzhi and said.

Song Manman looked towards his line of sight and saw her mother staring at Shen Yanqing. She quickly ran to Chen Fengzhi: "Mom, we picked a lot of fruits!"

Chen Fengzhi withdrew her gaze and looked at her daughter: "We are so awesome."

Song Manman coughed twice in embarrassment. She was not asking for praise, and why did she feel that her mother was perfunctory? Will love disappear?

Zheng Xiu felt a completely different mood when she saw the three people walking together. She was ready to set off fireworks if possible.

Zhao Shun looked at Shen Yanqing's basket, then looked at his own basket and immediately became very motivated. He would not allow himself to be worse than a sick man.

Moreover, Song Manman was still standing with Shen Yanqing, a pretty boy, so he couldn't afford to lose.

Watching Zhao Shun start picking, those who were resting also stopped resting. Those who climbed trees climbed trees, and those who caught fruits caught fruits.

Seeing that there wasn't much in Chen Fengzhi's basket, Song Shi quickly went up to help his mother pick it: "Brother Shen, go on."

Because of Shen Yanqing and Song Shi, Chen Fengzhi and Zheng Xiu both rested, with only Song Manman helping.

It's not that they are stupid and keep picking, but picking fruits is also calculated as work points, and the more you pick, the more work points you will get.

It's not like they couldn't finish the fruit. Although they picked a lot, they didn't keep all of it. They also gave it to the low-income households in the village, and even one family didn't have much.

When Chen Fengzhi and Zheng Xiu's bamboo baskets were half full, they finally stopped. The main reason was that there were not many left on the trees, and the rest were all undercooked green eggs.

When calculating work points, since neither Shen Yanqing nor Song Manman had any work points, the work points were directly recorded on Chen Fengzhi and Zheng Xiu.

Thanks to Zheng Xiu's efforts, she also got to know Chen Fengzhi. After all, it was too slow to rely on her son, so she had to help her son in both directions.