Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

“Are you full?”

Xu Yan took the lunch box, but did not use the chopsticks to eat. He looked at Su Wanwan with eyes full of doubt and disbelief.

"Of course I've finished eating. Did you forget? Li Meifen and I just ate two big pancakes over there. Although it was a bit choking, it was still quite filling."

"So that's how it is. I know that if there is more, then take more." Seeing that Su Wanwan looked like she had really eaten enough, Xu Yan nodded and pondered.

"You mean you didn't take it all? Is there a surplus of braised pork in the places you visited?" "It takes a lot of ingredients to cook a bowl of braised pork!"

Is it true that in Baihua Village, as the deputy captain described last night, everyone can fill their stomachs and even have plenty of meat?

"Well, I didn't bring all of it here. I thought you might not be able to eat so much." Xu Yan continued.

"Then...where did this braised pork come from? Did you eat it in the branch secretary's office?" For Su Wanwan, it was hard to imagine that there would be so much braised pork anywhere else.

As the head of the village, the secretary of the village openly enjoyed a meal in his office. Isn't he afraid that others will come to him to argue or ask why? How will he justify himself when the time comes?

In addition, how did so much braised pork get out of the secretary's place? Did no one else see it? Wasn't there anyone watching the door?

A series of questions flooded Su Wanwan's mind.

"As a branch secretary, I won't eat like this so blatantly." Xu Yan closed the lunch box lightly, and the aroma of the braised pork disappeared immediately. The surroundings were suddenly filled with a fresh scent that impacted Su Wanwan's senses.

"I understand." Su Wanwan seemed to have realized something, and suddenly realized when the breeze blew on her face -

"You didn't go to the secretary's office. You went to the canteen kitchen, right? If that's the case, then it makes sense. Because the people working there don't participate in daily farming, there's no one watching, and it's a closed environment, so you don't have to worry about being noticed if you want to eat something."

"That's right." But then he added, "But this is strange. If they made extra food for you, that would be understandable, but where did they get all this meat?"

Even if you can cook braised pork in private, if the ingredients are nowhere to be found, even the most virtuous housewife will be at a loss.

"Don't forget, Baihua Village is surrounded by many mountains like our village, with many wild animals on the mountains, and those people hiding in the kitchen rarely show up to work, and no one knows whether they are in the mountains or in the kitchen." Xu Yan's reminder made Su Wanwan suddenly realize: Maybe the kitchen staff who supplied food in their village would occasionally go out to find food!

But fortunately, they went into the mountains to hunt quietly at night and were not afraid of being seen.

"Why do you want to put the lid back on? Eat it while it's hot." Seeing that Xu Yan seemed to want to cover the lunch box and leave, Su Wanwan hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and gently led him back to the hiding place among the grass and trees.

Xu Yan was originally sitting down to eat, but because Su Wanwan moved forward, he was almost face to face with her. The two were silent for a moment.

"Hurry up, get everything ready, the afternoon work is about to begin!" The young man leading the team in the nearby farmland cleared his throat. The huge sound of the machines gradually attracted all the young people to move, and their voices began to get louder.

"You're full, and I've finished eating too. We can't throw away the leftover food." Xu Yan smiled cunningly, as if he was confident.

Seeing Xu Yan's smile, Su Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then tightly grasped the corner of his clothes.

The young and middle-aged men around had already gone to the rice fields where they were working, and only a few people were left in this empty space. Su Wanwan couldn't help but raise her voice: "Where did you hide the meat?"

"Of course, put it back where it came from. This way it's easy to collect, and they will continue to use the lunch boxes. It would be terrible if the lunch boxes cannot be found in the kitchen during the next inspection." Xu Yan replied.

As they followed the crowd toward the rice fields, Su Wanwan quietly wiped away any greasy traces that might have been left on the edges of her lips.

"I feel like there's something wrong with the smell?" Qian Meifen, who had come to Su Wanwan's side at some point, sniffed and her originally frowned brows became even more serious.

Compared to Qian Meifen who was suffering from hunger and had not had a drop of water so far, and only had two pancakes to fill her stomach, Su Wanwan could only swallow her saliva silently at this moment. She dared not mention that Xu Yan had just given her water and brought her braised pork.

"It will be much more relaxing if we wait until we finish our work in the afternoon and then rest." Su Wanwan changed the subject. Qian Meifen did not ask any further questions because the faint smell was not worth mentioning in comparison.

After returning to their respective posts, Su Wanwan raised her hand again and was surprised to find that her arm was so sore that she couldn't lift it. When she gritted her teeth and stood firm, she felt as if the blood in her blood was flowing upstream.

But observing the other young workers around her, they worked no slower than in the morning. Su Wanwan understood that these people probably worked in rice fields or farmland all year round and had accumulated skilled skills.

Although she tried hard to keep up with others throughout the morning, she began to notice the gap between herself and the equally hardworking young people as soon as the afternoon began.

Everyone was responsible for roughly the same plot of land, but others had already taken more than half of it. Ahead, Su Wanwan still had a vast expanse of rice to harvest, and she was already several meters away from the others.

Su Wanwan sighed silently in her heart and waved her sickle helplessly, trying her best. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up with the other strong workers, and the gap between them widened.

It seems that this vast area will be difficult to complete before dark today.

Before she started farming, Su Wanwan had heard that some teams were trying to motivate young people to work actively. After each day's work, there would be a simple summary meeting to praise the diligent and criticize the lazy. She didn't want to encounter this system on her first day in the village, and she didn't want to be the first outsider to be evaluated and criticized.

But if Baihua Village really has this habit... then I'm afraid there's no way to avoid it.

Li Meifen, who was beside Su Wanwan, also did not perform well. In the morning, she was angry and absent-minded when pruning the rice. Sometimes she even deliberately damaged a few clumps of rice ears, causing her to fall far behind Su Wanwan.

"After you finish your work in the evening, you two will go to the village party secretary's office."

In the dull afternoon, as the noise of rice fields being mowed by sickles gradually faded away, Su Wanwan's hands were in so much pain that she lost consciousness, and the sickle handle was soaked with sweat from her palms. However, she couldn't put down the sickle, as if an invisible hand was urging her to follow closely behind and squeezing her neck without slacking off.

Sweat continued to drip from her forehead, messing up her originally neat hair. Su Wanwan raised her head slowly, and her eyes suddenly turned from confusion to focus on the person who delivered the message - Xiaohong.

It was Xiaohong who smiled at her warmly in the morning, but now her words were as cold as iceberg, and there was a hint of gloating in her cold expression. Su Wanwan secretly said in her heart, "Oh no!"