Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

"Shh, don't make any noise." The man walked to his destination tiredly and received a new threat.

Aren’t you afraid that I will recognize your home and come back to take revenge on you?

Leng Yanqiu pushed the door open and unloaded the corn as if she had mastered Qinggong. She made no sound. The man stood stupidly outside the gate, with countless thoughts of escaping, but none of them came to fruition.

"Well, I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm just afraid of thieves thinking about it. In order to prevent you from thinking about it, I'll break everything clean tonight." An empty bamboo basket was handed to him. The headlights of the tricycle illuminated the darkness in front of him. A door bolt was placed slantingly in the front basket.

Leng Yanqiu's voice was soft, but the man heard it very clearly.

As the laziest and most scoundrel man in Ma Liu Village, asking him to harvest all the corn in two acres of land is nothing but a pipe dream.

But the man just couldn't say a word to resist, as if he was restrained by something. When he wanted to resist, his legs became weak and he had no strength at all.

I can only continue to work obediently.

Leng Yanqiu didn't care where he practiced. He sat cross-legged in an open space filled with sweet fragrance, and heard the "grunts" and "cracklings" of the men working, which he treated as accompaniment.

She didn't stop until the sky turned pale and the tricycle's bed was filled with corn cobs with husks on.

The limping man was drenched in sweat, his arms were red and swollen, the backs of his hands were bloody, and his lips were peeling.

I only managed to collect a quarter of it.

I've lived for more than 30 years and have never worked so hard.

Is this weird little girl in front of him an evil spirit or a devil? He tried to escape several times, but whenever he stepped out of the cornfield, the door bolt would hit his calf. If he was knocked to the ground and still wanted to crawl away, corn cobs would be used as weapons to hit his body and head...

He couldn't stay in the cornfield to take a break for too long, because the corncobs would chase him and hit him as if they had eyes.

Shouldn't the little devil be sleeping on the ground?

I can't fight anymore, I can't run anymore.

The man in his thirties has cried several times.

If he were allowed to choose again, he would promise not to steal the Leng family's corn. He heard that the Leng family's corn was particularly delicious and easy to sell, and that there were people from the city who came to collect fresh corn cobs every morning, so he would not be tempted.

Now, it's too late to regret.

The man emptied the bamboo basket full of corn and stole a glance at Leng Yanqiu, who was waving his hand lightly as if he was shooing away a nasty fly.

The man started to run, but stopped after only two steps with lingering fear. Fortunately, there was no bolt or stick hitting him, so he immediately ran towards the end of the field like a wild horse.

"Swoosh", a bamboo basket flew over the man's head and reached his ideal destination first.

The little devil is very loyal to the underworld! He won't take a bamboo basket from the people.

The world returned to peace. Leng Yanqiu turned on her phone and sent the location to Brother Wang, asking him to come directly to the field to pull the corn.

There is no need to worry that Brother Wang cannot digest this pile of fresh corn. The corn that Leng Yanqiu gave away for free yesterday has worked. Three supermarket owners have already contacted her asking for supply, and Brother Wang can take a truckload of it over.

This client was originally introduced by Brother Wang, so the price is uniform and it saves us a lot of trouble.

The van rumbled over, with most of its body covered in yellow dust.

The two of them worked together to fill up the space except for the driver's seat of the van. They were reluctant to leave behind the dozens of corn cobs left in the bed of the tricycle, and stacked them layer by layer on the operating table in front of the vehicle.

Alas, a van is not as powerful as a tractor.

"Xiao Qiu, I won't go home to cut leeks today. Let's do some hunger marketing." Brother Wang carefully placed himself in the driver's seat, but he didn't dare to move, which would break up the formation of the sticks.

As a result, Brother Wang imagined himself being buried in a pile of corn cobs, and his movements on the accelerator became more gentle.

Leng Yanqiu was also busy, she had to go home and pack fresh vegetables for customers. Although Brother Wang was too busy to cut leeks today, she had to save some for him.

After school in the afternoon, we have to go to the fields to pick corn. The thief is not skilled at the work and it seems that there is still more than one acre left to harvest.

Leng Yanqiu was working at a frantic pace while her cell phone and tricycle were charging. Grandma Leng got up and walked around her for a few circles, but when she realized she couldn't help much, she went to deal with a pile of husked corn that was brought in last night.

When Leng Yanqiu was washing her hands and face with the well water, Grandma Leng asked, "Didn't you sell all the corn? Why do you still have so much left?"

"Well, keep it for yourself. I don't have time to cook today."

Leng Yanqiu answered and really loaded two large bags of corn into the wiped tricycle, and sorted them with the vegetable corn that had been packaged and marked with the recipient before.

Why bring so much raw corn to eat when you don’t have time to cook?

Grandma Leng really couldn't understand it, but when she thought about the fact that she had already received the full payment for the ten acres of corn and the passbook had been handed over to her, she endured it and said nothing more.

The tricycle drove out of the yard, and Grandpa Leng came out of the house with a walking stick. He looked at the peeled corn hanging under the eaves, the corn piled on the ground, and the sorghum spread out to dry, and coughed twice.

I came home late yesterday and didn’t want to disturb my son’s sleep, so I haven’t used his new phone yet.

Now, it's too early, what if my son hasn't woken up yet...

Grandpa Leng stood with a crutch in one hand and took out a mobile phone from his pocket with the other hand. It was not yet seven o'clock, so he couldn't call his son yet.

Alas, the Leng family has been a single-son family for three generations, and the son’s generation only gave birth to a daughter. He finally married a wife with great difficulty. Is it certain that this pregnancy will result in a grandson?

Four generations of inheritance is better than no inheritance at all! The old Leng family still has the old house, several trees on the old house, a newly built house and ten acres of land that must be passed down endlessly.

Thinking of this, Grandpa Leng felt full of strength, his waist and legs no longer ached, and he waited for seven o'clock to call his son to say hello.

Leng Yanqiu arrived at school not too late and did not dare to delay on the way. He bought two fried egg purses on the roadside, tore them open and stuffed a few salted radish strips into them, added a cup of hot soy milk, and planned to eat them after entering the classroom.

It was too early, so they had to wait before sending the express. Leng Yanqiu asked the security guard at the gate to look after the tricycle's cargo box. He also used the same trick and placed a few corns on the signing table in front of the guard room.

"Thank you, masters. The fruit corn we just cracked is so sweet."

I really want to refuse outright, but, the girl's dates and pears are really delicious, and a few corns don't count as embezzlement, right?

Master Liu, who was holding a bunch of keys, was still lingering on the taste of half a snow pear. At this moment, he walked forward enthusiastically and started chatting with Leng Yanqiu.

"…Are these all the items that need to be delivered? Have you filled in the addresses? Then go to class and leave them to me. I'm familiar with the couriers and I'll make sure that all the items are delivered as soon as possible."