Quick wear: the vicious female supporting role can’t be washed clean

At dawn the next day, the loudspeaker in the village rang, urging everyone to go to work.

The village chief asked the new educated youths who arrived yesterday to gather at the grain drying field and arrange work for them.

Fu Qi, wearing long sleeves, trousers and a straw hat, left home fully armed.

Fortunately, he had prepared it in advance last night, otherwise he would have been too busy so early.

When the village chief saw that he was covering himself more tightly than some lesbians, he didn't know what to say for a moment. He always felt that this was another "tough guy" who couldn't do anything.

He has a headache.

Every year, there would be some educated youth who couldn't do this or that, and wanted him to arrange easy work. In the end, they couldn't get enough food in exchange for work points, and they cried and made trouble, which annoyed him to death.

There were six educated youths in total yesterday, and five came.

Gu Ningsheng asked for a day off because of her leg injury.

The village chief was embarrassed not to give her leave, after all, he saw Fengzhi beating her yesterday.

She put down her backpack, squatted down next to Fu Shiqi, reached out and pulled the leech off his calf, and threw it back into the rice field.

The leech bite was a bit deep and Fu Qi's leg bled instantly when it was pulled off.

"..." Afraid of this?

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Fu Shiqi looked like he was about to cry, "Why did you throw it back? You should be killed!"

Fu Shiqi suppressed the irritability in his heart and stretched out his hand to scratch his calf.

What evil had he done to go to the countryside to experience this?

Just bending down to cut a few crops of rice made his waist sore.

He was a mysophobic man. He was barefoot and his pants were pulled up to his thighs, standing in a paddy field full of mud.

<divclass="contentadv">His skin will be itchy if he is touched by rice plants, which makes him extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Shiqi quickly raised his head and looked at Fengzhi who had just returned from hunting pigweed with tearful eyes.

He ran over and didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not. He sat down on it, holding a sickle in his hand, and wanted to cut off his own legs.

Fu Shiqi stood up straight again, with beads of sweat on his face, and several small cuts on his knuckled fingers, which were painful and itchy.

During Fu's reign, he was assigned a rice field.

He is now in awe of migrant workers.

Fengzhi lowered his eyes, scanning his dazzlingly white thighs, and then moved to his muddy calves.

Looking at the heavy golden ears of rice in front of him, Fu Shishi knew that this year's harvest was good, but... how to harvest it!

Same thing on the legs.

There was a sound of nature beside him.

Fortunately, the village chief asked someone to teach them. Fu Shiqi learned quickly and withered quickly.

What he fears most in his life is bugs!

Especially this kind of soft-bodied bug, just thinking about that kind of touch makes him want to die! !

Fu Shiqi looked at the leech on his leg and felt that he had been dead for a while.

Seeing the people in the two acres of land next to him working hard, Fu Shiqi also bent down and continued mowing.

He worked very slowly, and others gave him a hard time. He had probably only cut a few dozen cuts, and he would stand up straight and thump his waist from time to time.

I didn't have access to these things before, so I didn't feel much about them. Now I go to work in the fields, and who knows who is doing it!

He couldn't stand it after working for just a while. It was hard to imagine how hard it must be for farmers who have faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky all their lives.

"What are you doing?"

"Help me..." His voice was choked up.

As soon as the teaching person left, he straightened up and looked at the seemingly endless rice fields, pursed his lips tightly, and the grievance in his eyes almost overflowed.

Who will save him! !

Worry is sorrow, you have to do what you have to do!

This Gu Ningsheng is also a tough one, and the village chief is worried to death.

He looked down in confusion and saw a fat leech lying on his calf sucking blood. His hand had even touched it just now!

"!!!"

This scratching touched a soft bulge on his leg, which still hurt a little.

Fu Shiqi collapsed and quickly ran towards the field.

If he throws it back, how will he get there later?

Fengzhi looked at the gap between him and others in the rice field and asked incredulously: "Can't you do this job?"

Fu Shiqi was startled, remembering that yesterday he had vowed to give her ten work points, but now he might not have even one.

Fu Shiqi hugged his knees and said in a low voice: "I'm just a little afraid of insects..."