Countdown to the villain's darkening, the host must be rescued quickly

Before Wang Cheng entered the house, he looked back at the young man who was still sitting awkwardly in the yard and frowned.

Ah Sheng? The person who just entered the yard called Ah Sheng?

Wang Cheng swallowed his throat, but still didn't ask.

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The next day, the village arranged for these newly arrived educated youths to go to every household to help where there was a shortage of people.

The sun is scorching and the wheat fields are golden.

The surroundings are filled with the chirping of cicadas and frogs.

And the reluctant wailing of the young man on the field ridge.

"Do we have to go to the fields? It's a hot day, and there are so many bugs in the fields. How dare we survive!"

"Why are some people going to be scorekeepers, and we are the only ones doing farm work! What kind of arrangement is this?"

The village committee secretary was not happy when he heard this. He had a red sleeve collar sewn on his arm with needlework and was full of airs.

“You bunch of educated youths just eat, drink and enjoy themselves in the city just because you are scholars, without any regard for the hard work we do in the countryside!

Stop the ink, this is the call of the country, let you go to the countryside to help us! If you don’t like it, if you have the ability, go to the province to get a petition! "

Noisy.

Qi Sui stood at the edge of the field, holding a sickle in his hand, wearing a simple cloth with his sleeves rolled up to his arms.

The straw hat blocked the sun above his head.

Wang Cheng handed over the water glass in his hand, "Suisui, are you thirsty? Have a drink first, and I'll pick it up for you later."

"I don't drink."

A group of educated youths couldn't defeat a village committee secretary, so they were arranged to go to the fields in a queue, holding baskets in their hands to weed the wheat.

Wang Cheng and his team didn't know how to use a sickle, so they simply pulled it out with their hands. Bloody marks were cut by the sharp blades.

He frowned tightly and muttered: "How long are we going to do this..."

Qi Sui ignored him and waved his sickle, glancing at the field ridge from time to time for fear of being caught fishing.

"Suisui."

Wang Cheng called him and opened his palm, revealing a fat black flapping insect inside.

"Look, what kind of insect is this? I've never seen it in the city."

Qi Sui glanced back and said, "Energy insect."

"What?" Wang Cheng touched his head, a little confused.

When did this insect appear?

Qi Sui held up the brim of his hat, hummed and sang slowly, "If an insect could come, I would choose Li Bai~"

Wang Cheng:…………

It's too advanced, I'm sorry he can't understand it.

At this time, a heroic voice from the village committee secretary came from the field, "A Sheng, you came back from the city? Why are you so fast? What were you doing?"

Qi Sui raised his head and met Meng Sheng's gaze from dozens of meters away.

Tangled, hot, and purposeful.

"..."

Qi Sui's thigh suddenly hurt and he lowered his head.

So ashamed.

Meng Sheng was holding a plastic bag with unknown contents in his hand. After saying a few words to the village committee secretary, he jumped off the field.

The body was submerged in the tall wheat ears.

When Qi Sui noticed the approaching figure, the sickle in his hand was immediately snatched away before he could react.

The plastic bag in Meng Sheng's hand was stuffed into his arms without any explanation.

He turned away with an uncomfortable expression on his face and said:

"This is the ointment I bought in the city. It is better than salt. You can apply it morning and night and the pain will disappear soon."

"........."

Why does this sound so awkward?

In a flash, Meng Sheng's eyes wandered, and he said in a low voice: "I will help you with your work today. Just think...I offended you yesterday."

"I don't want you to help me!"

Thinking of the embarrassing scene last night, he wanted to die!

Qi Sui's cheeks bulged slightly, and he wanted to grab the sickle in his hand.

Meng Sheng easily dodged and snatched the basket behind him.

He glanced at the large row of wheat ears that had fallen down beside the young man.

Pursing his lips, "What kind of work do you know? I asked you to cut the grass, and you cut down the wheat together."

"..."

Wang Cheng's face turned slightly ugly when he saw this, "No need, comrade, we can do our work ourselves, so there won't be any trouble."

Meng Sheng glanced at him and said calmly: "I didn't say I would help you."

Wang Cheng:......

Qi Sui stepped aside and watched the man waving the sickle neatly in the wheat field, stuffing handfuls of green grass into the basket.

Forget it, he didn’t really want to do it anyway.

Qi Sui opened the plastic bag and looked inside, and found that in addition to the ointment, there was also a box of Fu Zhailou's hibiscus cake.

They are only sold in the city, and they cost two or three yuan a box.

Qi Sui curled his lips, okay, forgive him.

When it was time to eat, the secretary of the village committee shouted at the top of the field, "Comrades, please go to the canteen first. Come back in the afternoon if you haven't finished your work!"

Meng Sheng straightened up from the field, his body soaked with sweat. His white T-shirt clung to his body, outlining his strong chest.

The sharp brows and eyes carry the atmosphere of the countryside, and the breathing comes one after another, shining under the scorching sun.

"We're almost done. After dinner, I'll help you sort out the rest..."

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly shouted from the field ridge.

"Meng Sheng, what are you doing! Come up here!"

Meng Dehua stood on top and yelled arrogantly, with a red face and a thick neck, and a black cloth bag in his hand.

Meng Sheng frowned and walked up.

When Qi Sui saw this, he was afraid that Meng Dehua would say something irritating to him, so he also wanted to follow him and have a look.

Wang Cheng grabbed his arm, "Suisui, where are you going?"

"I'm going to find Meng Sheng."

"Aren't we going to have dinner together?" Wang Cheng sounded unhappy.

He couldn't understand why Qi Sui had already started to have relationships with people in the village after just one day here. They obviously went to the countryside together!

Thinking of the "Ah Sheng" sound in the yard last night, Wang Cheng felt itchy with hatred, it must be the person in front of him!

Qi Sui shook his arm with a cold expression.

"Go on your own, I have something to do."

Seeing Meng Sheng coming over, Meng Dehua quickly stuffed the cloth bag into his arms and patted it.

A sinister smile appeared on his dark face.

"Meng Sheng, this is food cooked by my father. You take it to Anjing to eat. Remember, you eat with her!"

Hearing this, Qisui's heart skipped a beat.

In the original plot, Meng Dehua drugged the food, and Meng Sheng, who knew nothing about it, gave it to Anjing.

After the two ate, they almost had sex, but Zhang Jiahuai, who was passing by, stopped the tragedy in time.

After the villagers found out, they were extremely dissatisfied with the Meng family, gossiping behind their backs and poking their spines.

Meng Sheng glanced at Bu Bao with an ugly expression, "Dad, I told you I don't like being quiet, and I have to enter into this relationship..."

"What do you know!"

Meng Dehua raised his hand and gave him a headache, and said fiercely:

"Female educated youth! She is an educated child! When she returns to the city in the future, her parents' family can give her a lot of dowry!"

"dad……"

Meng Sheng was reluctant, but he knew that resistance was useless.

Seeing this, Qi Sui reached out and grabbed the cloth bag directly.

He smiled and said: "Uncle, don't worry! I'll take care of this. I'll make sure Meng Sheng brings the lunch box to Anjing!"