I am not pitiful [Quick Transmigration]

At six o'clock in the morning, Liu Xiumei got up to cook. Rong Zhen got out of bed in a daze. After washing and changing clothes, she went to the yard to feed the chickens. It's over.

Liu Xiumei wasn't too surprised, and there were some fresh tea-pickers in the city.

She said to Rong Zhen: "He can't pick much. After all, he is a fellow who just came back. You don't need to count the money with him. Just take what you pick. It's basically not coming back when it's hot at noon."

Rong Zhen hummed, and after feeding the chickens, he cleaned up, and breakfast was ready in the kitchen.

He went over to help serve the meal.

Rice porridge, big steamed buns, stir-fried vegetables, very common farm meals, Rong Zhen adapted well.

There is wind and coolness in the yard in the morning.

He was standing in the courtyard with a bowl to eat, and it was not past seven o'clock at this time, when he finished eating, Liang Jizhou came.

Rong Zhen was a little surprised, and asked with a porcelain bowl, "Why are you here so early, have you eaten yet?"

The other party nodded, and Liu Xiumei from the house just came out and greeted him. Liang Jizhou called him grandma according to the village seniority.

The other party smiled and asked him to sit in the room, then grabbed the bowl from Rong Zhen and asked him to entertain the guests first, and went to the kitchen by himself.

Rong Zhen led him into the main room and was about to make tea for him when he was grabbed by the young man.

"Need not."

Rong Zhen asked him if he wanted a drink of water.

Liang Jizhou didn't speak, and suddenly took out a bag of candy for him.

He glanced at it, and saw that it was very expensive sugar in this era, a foreign brand, and ordinary people were reluctant to buy it.

"My mother said that it's not good for people in the village to give money, and they should give something to show their affection." Liang Jizhou said.

Rong Zhen: "Where do you go to pick some tea, everyone will entertain you, there's no need to do this..."

The young man lowered his voice: "You don't like it?"

Rong Zhen was taken aback, reached out to pick it up, and whispered thank you.

Liang Jizhou looked at him, pursed his thin lips tightly.

After tidying up the dishes, Liu Xiumei came in and took out the basket and the cloth bag for picking tea: "Xiaozhen, first take my brother to pick our tea tree on the west side of the tea mountain. I have to go to the tea field. I heard from your second master yesterday. The tea field grows very densely, so we need to get it done sooner.”

Rong Zhen hummed, and went to help Liu Xiumei put the water cups and jugs into the basket.

Before 07:30, Rong Zhen took Liang Jizhou to the tea mountain.

When he walked out of the yard, Liang Jizhou forcibly carried the basket in his hand with his right hand. Rong was really afraid that he would be tired from carrying it. He wanted to help him carry something to lighten the burden several times, but every time he just stretched out his hand, were all dodged.

Rong Zhen had no choice but to say: "You can't switch sides with one hand, tell me quickly when you're tired, and I'll pick it up again."

"..." Liang Jizhou focused, his brows were furrowed, "My hand will be healed soon."

"..."

When we arrived at Chashan, it was uphill and the road was a bit difficult to walk. Rong Zhen kept telling him to be careful. When he got there, Liang Jizhou was fine, but he saw a red strip on his arm.

It wasn't a big deal, and Rong Zhen didn't care, he had the memory transmitted by the system, and began to teach Liang Jizhou how to pick tea leaves.

After Liang Jizhou took a few glances, his gaze was fixed on the red strip on his arm.

"How did you do it?" The voice was a little heavy.

The tea trees in this field were just out of the sun, so Rong Zhen took off the straw hat on his head and put it on the kettle, and stretched out his arms to look again: "Weeds scratched when we walked, it's okay, and it doesn't hurt."

Liang Jizhou frowned and didn't speak.

Rong Zhen went over to continue teaching him how to pick tea leaves, raised his head and asked him, "Is this going to work?"

Liang Jizhou narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand to pick it up for him to see. Although his left hand is currently disabled, he can pick it up smoothly with one hand.

Rong Zhen: "Very well, that's it."

The young man glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth moved.

The two officially started picking tea leaves, and Rong Zhen chatted with him in a good mood: "How long have you lived in the village?"

"Half a month."

Rong Zhen slowed down his movements, and said oh, a little unhappy, feeling that it was too short.

Only then did he find Zhou Ting.

Liang Jizhou saw that he was silent and didn't speak, and stood opposite him, staring at him while picking tea.

Rong Zhen was so absorbed in his work that he didn't pay attention to that gaze.In my memory, the price of this tea is one day. Spring tea is the most expensive in the early stage, and it will become cheaper and cheaper in the future. Drink it, entertain guests or send it to the city for sale.

He picked it for more than an hour, and he had already picked a lot, and the number of people who went to see Liang Jizhou was so small that he could count them.

When people from the city come here to pick tea, most of them pick some by themselves, and then buy some from farmers, otherwise there is too little to process.

"If you pick more, you can spend less money to buy tea. The tea is quite expensive now."

Liang Jizhou paused for a moment, and then moved faster.

Rong Zhen smiled and asked him if he was thirsty.

Liang Jizhou didn't bring any water, and Rong Zhen took two enamel cups on purpose.

The young man hummed.

"Then let's go drink some water." He also wanted to take a break, turned around and walked towards the place where the kettle was placed, Liang Jizhou followed behind.

Seeing the basket and the kettle, Rong Zhen squatted down and poured two glasses of water, one of which was passed to Liang Jizhou behind him

There happened to be a long stone slab next to it, he took a cloth to wipe it, and pulled the young man to sit on it.

The water in the kettle was not hot, Rong Zhen gulped down a big gulp, there was still wind blowing in the air from time to time, he glanced at Liang Jizhou who was slowly drinking water beside him, he was in a great mood, and took another sip from the cup , the person next to him suddenly asked him: "Is it hot?"

"Not hot, how about you?"

Liang Jizhou didn't speak, Rong Zhen thought he was too hot to say sorry, touched the bottom of the cup and said: "If you are tired, tell me, I will send you back and come over to continue picking, your hand is not convenient, pick a little Just do it."

The other party didn't make a sound.

Rong Zhen turned his head and looked over.

Liang Jizhou had a serious face.

I don't know why I'm not happy.

He was about to ask, but the other party suddenly said, "I'm not tired."

"Huh? Oh, good."

Liang Jizhou glanced at him, and said, "There is no one in my house at noon."

Rong really understood, I didn't think it was strange, Jiang Lin and the others were going to Linyun Temple today, and they must have eaten nearby at noon. The scenery there is very beautiful, and many people go shopping for a day.

"It's okay, you have dinner at my house at noon." Rong Zhen patted his arm, and found that the other's arm was extremely hot, even a little hot, and his movement of retracting his hand became slow.

"What's wrong?" Liang Jizhou had already finished his glass of water, staring at his moist lips.

Rong Zhen frowned, and leaned over: "Are you very hot?"

Liang Jizhou held the enamel cup tightly for a moment, and the heat from Rong Zhen's breath came from his ears. He felt itchy, so he frowned and held back: "No."

"Then your arms are hot..."

"It's very hot."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Oh..." Rong Zhen continued to drink water, then glanced at him again after drinking.

Liang Jizhou paid attention to his small movements, his thin lips tightened, and said, "Your hands were cold just now."

"Really?" Rong Zhen licked his lower lip, imitating the example, "I'm not angry."

"..."

Three seconds later, Liang Jizhou's hand suddenly covered his wrist, his palm was hot.

Rong Zhen stopped breathing for a moment, then opened her eyelids to look at him.

That bony hand covered his wrist, grasping his wrist at once, and gently squeezed it, and finally avoiding his sight, said in a low voice: "The anger is really small."

Rong Zhen didn't say a word, put down the water glass, and sat with him to blow the air.

After resting for less than a few minutes, he thought he still had business to do, so he got up and continued picking tea leaves, and Liang Jizhou followed suit.

They picked it until lunch time before they went back.

There is a canteen at the intersection of the village, but it is not hot summer yet, there is no ice cream for sale, only some snacks, Rong Zhen asked Liang Jizhou what he would like to eat.

Liang Jizhou looked left and right, but didn't see what he wanted to buy, so he finally took a bubble gum.

For the bubble gum worth [-] cents, Rong Zhen remembered that what he gave was candy before, thinking that he liked candy in this world, so he took several handfuls of all kinds of candy, took out the change in his pocket and paid first.

When walking back, Liang Jizhou peeled off the wrapper of the bubble gum and brought it to Rong Zhen's mouth.

Rong Zhen was walking at the time, so he subconsciously bit into it, and only when he started chewing did he realize that Liang Jizhou had actually fed him the bubble gum.

"How do you..."

"I can't blow bubbles," Liang Jizhou interrupted him with a serious tone, "I'll see if you blow bubbles."

"..." Rong Zhen chewed slowly, and soon blew out a small bubble.

Liang Jizhou stared at him fixedly, reaching out to help him remove the white skin around his mouth when the bubble burst.

Action is natural.

A fragment flashed in Rong Zhen's mind inexplicably, as if he and Zhou Ting had done such a thing on a campus in a certain world.

In the last world, he knew that his memory was missing, this time he didn't force himself to think about it, he looked at Liang Jizhou for a while, and then took him into the house.

Liu Xiumei came back early, weighed the tea, and put Liang Jizhou's share away separately. The young man saw it and asked why.

Rong Zhen: "Ours is to be sold to tea factories. Of course, yours must be kept separately."

"I sell mine too."

Rong Zhen and Liu Xiumei were stunned at the same time.

Liang Jizhou said: "Grandma, put mine and Teacher Tang's together, Teacher Tang will accompany me to relax, and I will help Teacher Tang pick tea, it should be."

Liu Xiumei said: "How can it be like this? We usually ask small workers from other villages who don't grow tea to help us pick tea, which is also paid for. This is not acceptable."

"Okay, I still have a lot of things to trouble Teacher Tang." Liang Jizhou didn't say any more, and looked at Rong Zhen.

Rong Zhen saw that he would not change his mind, so he had no choice but to say: "Let's do this first, grandma, I will invite him out for dinner later when I have time."

The old man sighed, agreed, and continued to cook in the kitchen. Knowing that Liang Jizhou was eating here, he made two extra dishes.

After eating, Liu Xiumei went to sleep in the house first, and continued to go out to pick tea in the afternoon.Rong Zhen went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Liang Jizhou came over to help.

He looked at the bandaged hand on the left side of the other party, and he refused to let anyone come over.

After a while, footsteps came from outside.

"Liang Jizhou, you're still here!"

Rong Zhen turned around and saw Liang Jiming with a cane.

Liang Jiming smiled sadly, met Rong Zhen's gaze and looked over, his eyes were unpredictable, and suddenly said softly: "Teacher Tang, my name is Liang Jiming, the one with his family."

"I know."

"roll!"

The two spoke at the same time, and Rong Zhen was startled for a moment, only to realize that the phrase "Get out" was said by Liang Jizhou to Liang Jiming.

Liang Jiming stopped laughing when he heard the sound, but he didn't quarrel with Liang Jizhou. Leaning on crutches, he wanted to walk in front of Rong Zhen. After walking two steps, he was grabbed by Liang Jizhou behind him. to the door.

The two brothers were not in the right mood, Rong Zhen put down the washed dishes and wanted to go there, but Liang Jizhou grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

Within two seconds of stepping out of the kitchen, Liang Jiming chased after him with a stick on his crutches. He spoke very fast, with a half-smile:

"Ms. Tang, are you really 25? Did you lie about your age? This face is about my age!"

"..."

"Teacher Tang, he is just a lunatic, just ignore him... I forgot to tell you, in fact, the first time I saw you, I thought you were very kind and very suitable for my eyes, and obviously I saw you first yesterday, It's just that there are too many people, I don't know how to call you...Tang Zhen, really? How about playing with me in the future? It's boring here, and I'll take you out for a drive when my legs get better. "

Rong really stopped.

It was also at this moment that the man beside him turned his head and looked at Liang Jiming with a frosty face.

The other party continued to laugh and call Zhenzhen.

There was a second of dead silence.

A second later, Liang Jizhou with a sullen face raised his fist and swung it directly at his face...

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Xiaochun Rihe, sweet one from time to time;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：瑾玉25瓶；千檀乐15瓶；张女士、这糖不能吃10瓶；茶哒嘉3瓶；雁凝1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!