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

Ling Yao nodded, "Well, is the injury serious?"

“The bleeding lasted a long time.”

Ling Yao had rubbed the soil and just took her hands out when Ye Chuyan squatted down to help her water the plants.

While cleaning the dirt off her hands, Ling Yao asked him, "How did you get hurt? Was it also with a sickle?"

Ye Chuyan nodded: "Yes, it's in another piece of land."

After that, neither of them said anything else.

One is a steady watering, the other is a careful hand washing.

Going to the countryside is an arduous task, and the bitterness and hardship involved cannot be described in a few words. From the city to the countryside, it takes countless days and nights until the day they return to the city.

Ling Yao admired these educated youth who went to the countryside early, and she was also trying to persuade herself to stay and feel at ease.

At the same time, she looked up at the tall young man in front of her. She felt that staying here and having a group of like-minded companions as her was also a kind of happiness.

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As for Wan Ning, after sitting and resting for a long time, she finally got up.

The torn part of my trouser leg can be sewn up at home, and the scratch on my leg has dried up and stopped bleeding.

"Xiao Jiachen, Xiao Jiachen!"

Wan Ning called out twice, and the man who was working turned around: "What's the matter?"

Wan Ning nodded and replied loudly: "Well, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

After hearing Wan Ning's words, Xiao Jiachen put down the sickle and went under the big tree.

The two men sat down again, and after drinking a few sips of water, Xiao Jiachen directly picked up the towel around his neck to wipe the sweat off his face.

He was sweating too much. After he wiped it, Wan Ning saw that there was still a lot of sweat on his neck and the edges of his hair, so he pointed.

"You haven't wiped your neck and face clean yet."

"Ok?"

Following Wan Ning's instructions, Xiao Jiachen picked up the towel and wiped it again, but Wan Ning saw that the stain was still not wiped off.

"Hey, you..."

Seeing Xiao Jiachen looking at her with confusion, Wan Ning stopped talking because she knew that this man was so careless about certain things.

Wan Ning smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, you should take a rest!"

As he spoke, he picked up his fan and fanned him twice. Seeing that a large field of beans had been harvested, Wan Ning couldn't let him do it alone.

Wan Ning stood up on his knees and looked down at him: "I'll go and do it slowly for a while, you can rest here."

Xiao Jiachen frowned: "Can you do it? Don't try to be brave. Even if you don't move, I can finish the cutting myself."

"It's okay. I'll cut a little at a time, and I'm sure I can cut it off."

After Wan Ning finished speaking, he walked forward and came to the beans. He grabbed two or three in his hand, then tilted the sickle in his right hand and used force to really cut them off.

"Oh, ha, I really can do it!"

Wan Ning turned around happily, still holding up the beans in his hand, "Xiao Jiachen, look, I can do it. Look, haha."

Xiao Jiachen, who had been paying attention to Wan Ning, responded to her immediately: "Amazing, you are so awesome."

He even gave a thumbs up, with a look of praise on his face.

Wan Ning smiled and said, "Haha, just barely."

After turning around, Wan Ning looked at the three beans that had been cut off in his hand and pursed his lips: "Compared to you, it's still a lot worse."

Carefully throwing it not far from his feet, Wan Ning continued cutting.

But she was afraid that the same thing that happened before, which was to cut her legs, would happen again, so she stood with her feet and legs far back and her buttocks pulled as far away as possible, so as to keep as far away from the sickle's force range as possible.

Wan Ning was confident after successfully harvesting a few more beans.

Soon Xiao Jiachen returned to the bean field. How could he bear to rest all the time?

The two of them started working, one after the other, but after more than ten minutes, Wan Ning had to stop because her waist was hurting.

Her small waist couldn't bear the strain from bending and standing up all the time.

Putting down the sickle in his hand, Wan Ning frowned and pounded his waist.

Xiao Jiachen happened to turn around and saw this scene. He immediately put down his work and came over: "Does your waist hurt? I told you to sit there and rest, but you didn't listen."

Listening to Xiao Jiachen's critical tone, Wan Ning felt annoyed and unhappy: "I'm doing this for your own good. I thought that if we could work together, you would do less. You really... don't understand other people's hard work."

In fact, she had completely forgotten that she was talking to him in a coquettish and complaining manner.

After complaining, Wan Ning kicked Douzi next to him, snorted, and turned away.

(Go ahead, go ahead, I’ll let you do it all by yourself!)

Wan Ning left irritably and returned to the big tree.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jiachen followed closely behind her and came over to enjoy the cool air.

Sitting not far from Wan Ning, Xiao Jia stared at her carefully for a while. Wan Ning didn't let him look at her, so she deliberately lowered her head and looked at the ground.

When Xiao Jiachen saw Wan Ning ignoring him, he looked around and immediately stood up.

Wan Ning didn't know what he was doing, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

He held a small stick in his hand and scratched it randomly on the ground. After a while, Xiao Jiachen came back, and Wan Ning heard him wiping something.

Suddenly, a sweet potato appeared in front of him. Wan Ning looked up in surprise: "Sweet potato, where did you get this?"

Xiao Jiachen pointed to the north side of the road and said, "I found it there. I just dug one up. Eat it quickly. Do you want to peel it? I'll help you."

Wan Ning raised his head and looked towards the north side of the road: "Over there, are there sweet potatoes over there?"

But she suddenly remembered that everything in the land at this time belonged to the public and could not be dug privately.

"Hey," Wan Ning exclaimed, then immediately turned around to look around, and his voice became very low: "You dare to do this, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Xiao Jiachen smiled and said, "It's okay. I found some soil in the middle and buried it again."

Seeing that Xiao Jiachen was willing to take the risk in order to let him eat this, Wan Ning hesitated but still took it.

She broke the sweet potato in half with great effort. "Ah, there's still yellow flesh inside. It must be delicious."

Wan Ning became happy again. This is the original and fresh sweet potato.

After handing half to Xiao Jiachen, Wan Ning picked up his own half and gnawed off the outer skin like a hamster.

Xiao Jiachen noticed her actions and dug a hole under the road with his foot. When Wan Ning was about to vomit, he immediately called her.

Wan Ning also stood up and ran over, and finally Xiao Jiachen covered the hole with soil again.

In the end, the two of them shared a sweet potato, which was sweet and crisp, really good.

After eating the sweet potatoes, Wan Ning's depression had long disappeared, but she still followed Xiao Jiachen to cut beans reluctantly, with the main force still relying on this swift man.

The two did not go home at noon. When they left home in the morning, Chen Zaohua prepared lunch for them.

A few steamed wild vegetable dumplings, accompanied by half a can of Huangguang pickled vegetables and two salted duck eggs.