Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Ji Qinglan didn't know how Li Changlin and Secretary Zhang cursed and swore at her. Not long after Ji Qinglan returned home, Han Yuanjun called her to the cowshed.

When Mr. Li heard that she was back, he hurriedly asked Han Yuanjun to call people over and said with a threatening face: "You are capable, you only know a little bit of Kung Fu, but you dare to fight with a murderer. You won't run away? You won't call for help?"

Mr. Li had no reason to stand up for justice. The betrayal of his family, the persecution that lasted for ten years, and the fall from the clouds to the mud had already made his heart cold-blooded.

Old Han and the others watched Old Master Li giving a lecture. Although they did not completely agree with him, they all remained silent.

Ji Qinglan smiled and explained that he was fine and would be more careful in the future.

If that person was not Luo Hongyu, and if she didn't know martial arts, she would definitely run faster than a rabbit.

After waiting for a long time, Mr. Li calmed down and asked her to stretch out her hand so that he could feel her pulse.

"Fortunately, I didn't do anything wrong, otherwise we would have to form a group to burn paper for you on this day next year."

Ji Qinglan: Hehe~

This time, Mr. Li personally wrote a prescription for her. You should know that in the past, whether she or anyone else on the team sought medical treatment, they would dictate the prescription to him and were unwilling to leave any handwriting easily.

Ji Qinglan suspected that Mr. Li must have suffered a great loss in the handwritten letter, otherwise he would not be so vigilant.

Mr. Li wrote a prescription, went to get the medicine prepared, and finally brought a big bag of medicine to her.

"Take this medicine home and take it. Boil one bowl of it with three bowls of water. Take it for half a month and come back later."

"Hey!"

"Go away!" Old Master Li waved his hand and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Han Yuanjun chased out and sent Ji Qinglan to the main road.

He said, "Grandpa Li has a bad temper, Ji Zhiqing, don't take it to heart."

Ji Qinglan: "I know, he cares about me."

Han Yuanjun: "Actually, Grandpa Li wasn't like this before. He used to have a very good temper. Oh! Let's not talk about it. You must drink this medicine."

After saying that, Han Yuanjun turned around and went back.

In the evening, the loudspeaker of the village committee sounded, and Li Changlin announced through the loudspeaker that the rush to harvest would begin early the next morning and asked everyone to be prepared.

Go to bed early and get up early. Don’t be late. Points will be deducted for being late.

This was something that had been discussed long ago and everyone was prepared.

At night, Ji Qinglan took the bowl to drink medicine, but it was so bitter that he almost vomited it out. He quickly took a piece of fruit candy and stuffed it into his mouth to suppress the taste.

Li Changlin and Secretary Zhang did not sleep the whole night. They finally waited until the sky turned pale in the east. They both had huge dark circles under their eyes and rushed to organize the harvest. Everyone looked like an enemy to them.

At dawn, the gong sounded, Ji Qinglan locked the gate and tied Ji Xincheng on his back. Today the entire team was busy harvesting, and no one could escape except three-year-old children and eighty-year-old people.

Ji Xincheng was very well behaved. He braided his mother's hair behind her back and kept talking.

Li Changlin divided the team members into two teams, one group harvested beans and the other group harvested peanuts. The strong laborers went to harvest the bean stalks, working with their sickles non-stop. As they passed by, the bean stalks with plump seeds fell on the edge of the field. The women behind them collected the dried beans into piles, bundled them with straw, and carried them to the drying dam. There were special people responsible for drying them in the sun. After two or three days of drying, they could be threshed.

The injured Ji Qinglan was given special care and was assigned to pick peanuts in the peanut field. He was given a small stool under the shade of a tree and could earn work points while sitting on it.

Most of the people who do this job are older women or young wives who are unable to do heavy work.

For the women who collect bean stalks, it is an easy job.

She put Ji Xincheng down, and they sat side by side on the bench and started picking peanuts. The only thing they had to do was to pick all the peanuts, otherwise they would be deducted points.

The weather is nice and the harvest is good.

The peanuts are growing well this year and producing many seeds. Every plant pulled out of the soil is heavy, with large and full seeds.

In order to prevent everyone from being lazy and cheating on work points, Li Changlin gave each person a large basket. Every time a basket was full, it counted as one work point. When everyone picked ten fruits, they would have full work points and could leave work early.

As long as you don't slack off, you can earn eight work points, or even ten. It's a very good job.

She was quick and skillful, picking the fruits quickly and cleanly. Unlike the other aunts who chatted while working, she picked the fruits in less than half a basket.

She also has a little helper.

Ji Xincheng started playing in the mud, but probably felt it was not fun, so he started picking green leaves from the peanut vines. Finally, he came to help his mother and used all his strength to pull the peanut vines towards his mother.

The aunts and sisters-in-law who were picking peanuts nearby were very envious.

Ji Xincheng has been a smart kid since he was young. Judging from his filial piety, he will definitely be good at work in the future.

"Ji Zhiqing, you have a great son! He knows how to help you with work. You will enjoy life in the future."

"Haha." Ji Qinglan laughed, his hands never stopped moving, and he heard every word of the gossip, such as whose daughter-in-law had a quarrel with the mother-in-law, and whose son was not chosen in a blind date.

Seeing that she just smiled and didn't say anything, these people didn't seem to be disgusted with her.

After last night, their views on Ji Qinglan had changed drastically. They used to think that she looked glorious raising a child alone, but in fact, she was pitiful. She had no man to rely on, no one in the family earned work points, and she would be hungry at the end of the year when she was locked up...

As a result, he lives a more carefree life than anyone else.

Another thing is that Ji Qinglan is a tough, weird, and unlucky person.

Before she knew it, Xiang Xiangqing's family, who lived next door to her, had bad luck. Xiang Xiangqing and his wife were put in jail, and two days ago, Xiang Xinghua passed away unexpectedly.

Well, it must be that the feng shui on Ji Qinglan’s side is not good.

Besides, Ji Qinglan is a very vicious person.

They actually caught the murderer.

No wonder she always carries a hatchet with her when she goes out every day. It turns out that she doesn’t do this to chop wood, but…

Kill people.

I heard that the man hasn't woken up yet.

Thinking of this, many people felt a chill on their backs, and looked at Ji Qinglan with awe in their eyes.

Ji Qinglan has also brought honor to the Honghe Brigade, and an advanced individual is indispensable today.

But why do Captain Li and Secretary Zhang look so unhappy today?

Everyone seems to be shady. Look! Captain Li is cursing again.

Now, everyone was very enthusiastic when they saw Ji Qinglan. They were in awe and admiration for her, and at the same time, they were eager to ask about what happened yesterday.

Ji Qinglan haha, just saying that he was lucky.

While the others were still curious and listening intently, Ji Qinglan had already handed in a basket full of flowers silently.

This is the third basket.

Scorer Luo Xiufang looked at the sharp contrast. Ji Qinglan handed in three baskets in an hour, but some of these people didn't hand in even a single basket.

She was so angry that she scolded these old ladies who were dawdling. You guys only know how to chat and fool around. You are not as good as Ji Qinglan, who was injured. Shut up! Move your hands.

She is the women's director of the brigade and is not afraid of these old women.

Ji Qinglan: Don’t stop talking, she still wants to hear gossip.