The story of the rich and the young being tricked into farming

Jing Min knew what kind of person Ye Xiaozhou was, so he didn't say any more.

Ye Xiaozhou tightened his steps and tried his best to keep up with Jing Min without seeming particularly strenuous.

However, as he walked, he finally realized how vicious the sun outside is, but now there is no one who can hold an umbrella for him, let alone a dog-legged little house slave to shake a fan for him.

Both sides of Ye Xiaozhou's cheeks were red, like prawns being cooked slowly.

He couldn't help asking Jing Min: "How far is our field?"

Jing Min: "Soon."

Ye Xiaozhou couldn't help but rolled up his sleeves, but the silk fabric quickly slipped down again. When Jing Min saw it, he stopped and rolled up the sleeves to the forearm joints for him.

"Tomorrow you have to change into coarse cloth clothes, this silk robe is not suitable for work."

Ye Xiaozhou shook his head and said, "Just pawn all the clothes I brought, and add some rice to the rice vat at home. There is really no difference between drinking such thin porridge or not."

Jing Min's steps slowed down, and he looked into Ye Xiaozhou's eyes very seriously. He raised this matter first, which surprised Jing Min.

"Are you serious? Then you won't be able to go back on your word."

Hearing what he said, Ye Xiaozhou hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

Jing Min paused, and then said: "Have you really thought about it? Those coarse clothes are not only not beautiful, but also not as comfortable to wear as silk."

"You can wear them all, why can't I wear them?" Ye Xiaozhou muffled, and then a sad look appeared on his face, "I can't even eat enough, what do you need those clothes for?"

Jing Min slowly turned his head away and stopped talking.

After about two incense burns, they finally arrived at the field.

Ye Xiaozhou looked around and found that it was a piece of wasteland, much barren than the land in his tea garden, the only advantage was that the area was not small.

"Today I'm afraid I can only weed and plow the land. Tomorrow, I'll pawn your clothes and I'll go to the village to exchange some seeds."

Ye Xiaozhou suddenly regretted it again now, but he was very embarrassed to speak because he had spoken so full just now.

"Tianzhu..." he hesitantly said, "Actually, you don't have to be all of them, maybe you can still wear them in the future."

Jing Min understands Ye Xiaozhou's temper very well, and understands that he can't be pushed too hard at once, otherwise he will escape.

So he looked at him very tenderly and said: "Fool, how could you be fooled? Only such beautiful clothes are suitable for you. When we earn money in the future, I will buy you more beautiful clothes."

Ye Xiaozhou nodded very touched.

We will earn money in the future, and this sentence encourages him very much-on the one hand, he is indeed nostalgic for the comfortable and affluent life at home, but on the other hand, he can't wait to break free from that cage and prove to his father , I am not a good-for-nothing waste, even if I leave him, I can live a good life.

Jing Min's eyes fell on the unobstructed wasteland in front of him, and then he looked at Ye Xiaozhou. He seemed to think about it for a while, and then asked: "You pull the weeds in front, and I will plow the fields behind." , is it done?"

Ye Xiaozhou nodded confidently: "Of course it's done, it's just weeding."

Jing Min, however, seemed to be a little worried about him, so he slowed down his movements, leaned over and picked up a small piece of weeds himself, as a demonstration for him.

"Try hard," he reminded, "uproot as much as you can."

Ye Xiaozhou immediately nodded and said that he is fully capable of this matter.

Weeding is really not a complicated job. Although Ye Xiaozhou was a little clumsy at first, he soon got used to it.

It's just that Ye Xiaozhou felt that he could handle it easily at first, but then as the sun became more and more scorching, sweat gradually wet his temples, and there were a few small cuts on his slender fingers, and the juice of grass blades touched the wound , Ye Xiaozhou felt the pain belatedly.

He had been leaning over to pull weeds under the sun, which made the usually pampered Young Master Ye's eyes darken. In addition, he had only had less than two taels of white porridge when he woke up in the morning. Ye Xiaozhou stumbled when he straightened up.

Fortunately, Jing Min was right behind him, and subconsciously reached out to help him.

"Are you all right?" he asked.

Ye Xiaozhou sat in the deserted field a little dizzy, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but frowned slightly, but held back, and complained in a muffled voice, "I'm so tired."

"Then sit by the side and rest for a while." Jing Min said and helped him to the shaded place next to him.

Then he went to take down a cloth bag hanging on a short tree at one side, and took out a champagne with a scent of powder from it, and carefully wiped the fine sweat from Ye Xiaozhou's forehead.

Jing Min has always cared about Ye Xiaozhou, knowing that he can't stand dirty things touching his face, so he always keeps a small clean champagne with him.

After wiping off Ye Xiaozhou's sweat, Jing Min picked up the hoe again.

Ye Xiaozhou looked at Jing Min who was plowing in the field under the shade of a tree, and found that this man was tall and straight, tall and tall, his honey-colored skin seemed to glow in the harsh sunlight, and the lines of his facial features seemed to have been painted by a skilled craftsman. Finely crafted.

He used to be very confused in reading and couldn't come up with any subtle metaphors. He just thought that there would be no second person in the world who could be more beautiful than him.

But Ye Xiaozhou also felt that this kind of Jingmin always seemed out of tune with the fields. Even though he was very skilled in plowing the fields, he did seem to have a temperament different from that of ordinary people.

Ye Xiaozhou thought about it carefully, but he couldn't figure out why, so he could only attribute this unnaturalness to Jing Min's wrong background.

He originally wanted to hide away like this, but when he saw Jing Min was still working in the field sweating profusely, his heart ached uncontrollably.He obviously drank the thicker bowl of porridge, which was just a drop in the bucket for him with a small appetite, but now even he was so hungry that he felt like vomiting.

However, a tall man like Jing Min only drank the soup that was no different from water, yet he had to do such a heavy job.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaozhou couldn't sit still anymore, he finally got up and went back to the field.

Seeing him coming, Jing Min was slightly surprised: "Are you okay? Are you still dizzy, or should you take a break?"

"No need," Ye Xiaozhou shook his head and said, "I've had enough rest."

Ye Xiaozhou had been busy working in the fields for almost a whole morning, and when he heard Jing Min say that it was time to eat, he was happier than hearing that the teacher in the academy was sick and had to take a vacation.

However, I happily went back to see that the three bowls were still unevenly distributed, but the difference was that some green wild vegetables were mixed in.

This wild vegetable porridge is bitter, Ye Xiaozhou almost vomited it when he took the first sip, he asked Jing Min with disbelief: "Tianzhu, can this thing be eaten?"

He felt that the wild vegetables might be poisonous, maybe it was Jing Min's cruel old lady who wanted to poison him to death, and it might not be the case that they deliberately put rat poison in the porridge.

Before Jing Min could answer, the old lady said with a firm voice: "Why can't I eat it? I just went to the back hillside to dig it hard. Tianzhu has loved this wild vegetable since he was a child. Tianzhu --dont you agree?"

"Well, it's edible," Jing Min quickly drank the wild vegetable porridge, he put down the bowl and looked at Ye Xiaozhou, "but it's really bitter, you may not be used to it."

Ye Xiaozhou made a bitter face, and finally swallowed the wild vegetable porridge in his mouth. He couldn't bear the slightest bit of bitterness. He fell ill when he was a child, so Ye Mansion dispatched more than a dozen house slaves to run around He caught it, pressed the bed and poured the medicine in, and then spit it out in one breath by the very ignorant him.

The wild vegetable porridge in the old lady's bowl had bottomed out, seeing that Ye Xiaozhou was not moving, she took Ye Xiaozhou's bowl of porridge over and poured it into her own bowl.

"Mother, what are you doing?" Jing Min asked.

The old lady said very bluntly: "Marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog. Now that you have arrived in our Yunxi Village, you are no longer the young master of any family. If you follow someone else's family in the village, you may only be able to eat bran." Pharyngeal vegetables, we also have porridge with wild vegetables, you can be content."

Ye Xiaozhou slapped the table angrily, stood up, and the corners of his eyes were red with anger: "I think you are Tianzhu's mother, so I don't know as much as you, don't go too far!"

"It's the other way around. As a daughter-in-law, how dare you talk to your mother-in-law like this?" The old lady took a deep breath, weakly as if she was about to pout at once, "Tianzhu, You criticize me, I'm being straightforward, but it's not for our family, okay?"

"Xiaozhou..." Jing Min looked at Ye Xiaozhou, showing a very embarrassed look, and said, "Mother said this for our own good."

Ye Xiaozhou looked at him in disbelief, as if he never thought he would say such a thing.

Before Ye Xiaozhou got angry, he turned to the old lady again, frowned and said: "Mother, Xiaozhou is now a member of our Jing family, I'm fine if you say that, but don't say that Xiaozhou was raised by his parents, It is my son's great fortune that he is willing to endure hardships with me."

Hearing this, Ye Xiaozhou's ugly expression finally improved a little.

The old lady crossed her arms and responded unreasonably: "They are all raised by their parents. Why can you endure hardships and he can't? If you want to enjoy happiness, go home. We don't have much happiness here."

"Mother..." Jing Min suddenly walked to her side, leaned over to her ear, and said in a voice that only she could hear, "Click to the end."

Then he immediately amplified his tone and said: "It is true that you made trouble for no reason, today I will stand by Xiaozhou's side."

The old lady put her hand away, wrinkled her face and went into her room.

When the old lady left, Ye Xiaozhou's ugly face never eased, he also imitated his arms crossed, turned and walked to another room.

Jing Min hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist: "Xiao Zhou..."

Ye Xiaozhou stopped, but his eyes were red.

"I have never been wronged like this at home, even that bad woman named Jiang Fuliu has never shown me such a face," Ye Xiaozhou said angrily, "I hate your mother!"