Quick Wear: The Short-lived Female Supporting Character Does Not Want to Be a Heartthrob

Xiao Jiachen also noticed the changes in Wan Ning's expression and tone. He looked at the girl who had been staring at his mouth and grinned.

"it is good."

So Xiao Jiachen lowered his head slightly, opened his mouth and swallowed the spoonful of egg custard.

Seeing the other party eating it obediently, Wan Ning couldn't help but smile.

Afraid that the other party would make excuses to say that he didn't want to eat, Wan Ning scooped the food quickly. As soon as Xiao Jiachen took a bite, she had already brought the next bite to his mouth.

Xiao Jiachen took a few bites, and when he saw most of the egg custard gone, he quickly stretched out his hand to block it: "Don't just let me eat it, you eat it too."

Wan Ning was indeed hungry and greedy.

The few drops of sesame oil sprinkled on the egg custard made her drool. After hearing what Xiao Jiachen said, Wan Ning also took a big bite.

"Mmm, smooth and chewy, so fragrant and delicious!"

Wan Ning nodded repeatedly and took two more bites.

After dinner, Ning looked at Xiao Jiachen and saw that he was looking at the spoon in his hand with a little surprise.

Wan Ning thought the other party wanted a spoon from him, but then he realized that this spoon seemed to have been used by Xiao Jiachen first.

Wan Ning's face turned red immediately. She lowered her head in embarrassment and felt the spoon in her hand was hot. She put the spoon back into the egg bowl in panic.

"Well, I've had enough. Just some vegetables will do."

Seeing Wan Ning burying her head, almost burying her face in the bowl, Xiao Jiachen's face also turned red. He smiled silently, turned around and went to the kitchen cabinet behind him to get another spoon.

Afraid that Wan Ning would not eat it, Xiao Jiachen scooped several spoonfuls of egg custard into Wan Ning's soup bowl.

"Eat it, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

There was still a little bit of liquid left, so Xiao Jiachen simply scraped it up with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.

After that, there were two spoons in the egg custard bowl.

It seems like each person used one... Actually, I can’t tell them apart.

After a long period of awkwardness, Wan Ning just stayed at home the next day to rest.

But she also did a lot of work. First, she gave herself a bath inside and out, and then she washed the dirty clothes she had taken off in the past few days.

Chen Zaohua and Xiao Jiachen discussed what they were going to eat today before going to work, so Wan Ning also prepared the previous steps, and as soon as they got home, he would light the fire and put the food in the pot.

After eating the meal prepared by Wan Ning, Chen Zaohua praised her cooking skills.

Xiao Jiachen also concentrated on eating. The portion prepared by Wan Ning was large enough for him to eat until he was full.

Without letting Wan Ning get involved, Xiao Jiachen took the dishes and went to wash them: "These are oily, let me wash them."

In rural areas, there was no detergent to wash dishes, so they had to use water, or the ash on the bottom of the pot was too dirty or too greasy. However, people don't eat much oil, so it's relatively easy to clean.

Wan Ning wanted to say that it was just a little greasy and she could just wash her hands with the soap she bought herself afterwards.

But Xiao Jiachen was very quick and finished washing in just a few minutes.

Wan Ning spent the rest of the time resting in the house. It was really nice to take a day off.

When she went to work the next day, Ling Yao was picking up corn ears into a winnowing basket while whispering to Wan Ning why he didn't come yesterday.

Wan Ning also smiled: "I really didn't feel well yesterday, so I didn't come."

Today's work is to thresh the corn, and all the young and old in the village gathered at the threshing ground.

With the sound of "thump thump" from the machines, everyone followed the previous division of labor. Some were responsible for pouring the corn ears from the stirring mouth, some were responsible for transporting the threshed corn in time and pouring it on the open space nearby to dry, and some were responsible for checking the corn cobs.

If there are still some corn kernels on the top, they have to be peeled off manually. Then these corn cobs have to be taken to an open area, which is a good material for cooking.

In rural areas, these are all useful and not a single bit can be wasted.

Because there are some tassels on the corn cobs, every time Wan Ning wipes her face or neck, some of them will be picked up. When they prick her skin, it feels itchy like a cat's claws.

After a few days of hard work, all the corn was shelled.

Next, the women will be responsible for drying the corn kernels in the threshing floor. They must also be careful to cover them up at night to prevent moisture or rain.

The men all went to the fields, where they still needed to deal with the corn stalks.

The one who went home early to cook was Chen Zaohua again.

Because Wan Ning cooks too slowly, and she doesn’t know what’s going on at home. Another reason is that Wan Ning wastes too much oil. She can use up the oil she puts in to cook a meal for a week.

Fortunately, the weather was good, and after a few days, the corn was dried. Village chief Xiao Daming arranged for everyone to pack the corn into bags, and then stacked them all in the barn.

These are to be turned in, waiting to be harvested with the soybeans.

This time, Wan Ning and Xiao Jiachen were assigned to a group, and they were directly responsible for a triangular area in the southwest.

Because there is a main road on one side, a mound on one side, and a cornfield that had been cleared long ago on the other side, and because the soil here is different from the others, this is the only area that grows soybeans.

Wan Ning also received a sickle from the barn, and she still wore her specially made gloves on her hands.

Looking at the shiny sickle in his hand and the rows of beans in the field, Wan Ning adjusted the hat on his head.

"Well, let's get started."

Xiao Jiachen was sharpening a sickle with a stone. After a while, he stood up and said, "Just stand by and watch me harvest the beans."

Wan Ning nodded not far from him: "Yeah, okay."

Then Xiao Jiachen bent down and grabbed a large bunch of bean stalks with his big hands. He swung the sickle with his other hand and cut the beans off in an instant.

Wan Ning also noticed that the remaining poles of the beans he harvested were all tilted.

Xiao Jiachen turned around and dragged the cut beans with a sickle and threw them on the open space beside him.

After two or three tries, Xiao Jiachen quickly cut out a piece of space.

After watching for a while, Wan Ning felt that he had mastered it.

So she imitated Xiao Jiachen, first picked up a handful of beans in her hands, then swung the sickle and started to work hard.

"Hey," Wan Ning was surprised, how could she not cut it off by herself. So she tried harder, and this time she only cut off the one in front of her mouth.

Thinking that he was too weak, Wan Ning gritted his teeth and pushed back hard.

"Ah", a cry of fear instantly came out of Wan Ning's mouth.

Xiao Jiachen, who was in front, heard her voice and turned around immediately. He was startled to see Wan Ning staring at his trouser legs.

Xiao Jiachen immediately dropped the sickle in his hand and walked back, "Are you cut? Is the wound serious?"

The most serious problem with harvesting beans is that it is easy to cut yourself, sometimes on the legs, sometimes on the arms.

Wan Ning heard Xiao Jiachen's question and his approaching footsteps. He frowned and raised his head: "My pants are torn, and it seems that I have cut the inside too."