Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

The bright sun was like a red-hot bronze mirror, hanging high in the cloudless sky. A waterfall of blazing white light poured down, scorching the vast fields into steaming heat.

The gray-yellow land looked like a piece of rough paper that had been spread out, with countless black spots wriggling in it, like ants scorched by the scorching sun, slowly crawling along the folds of the earth.

As the heat wave surged, the line of sight was drawn closer, and the wriggling black spots gradually revealed their true appearance - not ants, but people with hunched backs, working.

"Alright! Let's have a drink of water and rest for a while."

Zhao Youde, the captain of the Hongguang Brigade, raised his rough palm, wiped the sweat from his face, stretched his stiff waist, looked up at the neatly arranged corn seedlings, and then looked at the team members around him who were hunching over, sticking out their buttocks and working hard, like a bunch of shrimps, and shouted in a dry voice.

"Oh my god!"

"Oh, my old bones!"

"Help me up, my waist is about to break."

As his words fell, the crowd that had been silent just now suddenly burst into wails, some pounding their waists, some rubbing their shoulders, some wiping their sweat, making a noisy scene.

Lin Xi planted the last corn seedling in her hand into the dug hole, and then carefully filled it with soil with a hoe. Then she patted the mud on her knees and hands, grinned, and stood up holding her waist.

Hearing the crisp "crackling" sound coming from her back, she couldn't help but take a breath. No wonder everyone in the village wanted to move to the city, while no one in the city wanted to go to the countryside.

However, it was only early April and the weather was already very hot. In such weather, even staying in the hardest and most tiring steel plant was still easier than bending over in the fields, eating dirt and breathing dust, sweating profusely, for two or three hours at a time.

Lin Xi pulled out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her sweat-soaked forehead. Then, dragging her legs, which felt like they were filled with lead, she followed the crowd to the shade of the trees at the edge of the field.

Under the shade of the trees, the educated youth and the members of the commune sat in groups of three or four, like a group of remnants of a war.

She found her army green water bottle in the grass. The cold aluminum body of the bottle was slightly warmed by the sun, and there was some mud on it, but Lin Xi didn't care about it at this time. She wiped it casually with her fingers, unscrewed the lid, and poured it into her mouth.

But she tilted her head back and opened her mouth to wait for a long time, but only two or three drops of water dripped out of the kettle, falling on her dry lips and tongue and being absorbed instantly.

Lin Xi then remembered that she had almost finished drinking all the water during the last break. She felt a little discouraged, but she still poured it out unwillingly. This time there was not even a drop left. She licked her dry lips.

"Here, drink mine."

Just as she was hesitating whether to share a sip with other educated youth, a hand suddenly stretched out in her sight, holding an army green kettle that was more than twice as big as hers.

Lin Xi turned around and saw a pretty girl wearing a gray cloth jacket, with fair skin, a black braid and a delicate appearance.

When the girl saw Lin Xi looking at her, she curled the corners of her mouth and showed a very friendly smile. She pushed the kettle in her hand towards her and repeated it.

"Are you out of water? Drink mine, I still have plenty."

Lin Xi calmly shifted her gaze from her neck skin, which was a little red from the sun but still much more delicate and fair than the skin of those around her. She blinked, and her expression was blank for a moment. Then, as if she suddenly realized something, she lowered her eyelids shyly and shook her head as if she was very embarrassed.

"Thank you, Chen Zhiqing. No, that's not necessary."

The sunlight filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and mottled light and shadows swayed in front of Chen Caiqing's eyes. She squinted her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her with slightly red cheeks calmly.

I saw her twirling the corners of her clothes nervously, with a shy smile on her lips. The loose hair on her forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to her smooth forehead. She looked no different from what I remembered, and I couldn't help but frown slightly.

Could it be that I am really overthinking it?

Although he seemed to have been under a spell from Li Weihua in his previous life, and had to hang around him all day, and was not very familiar with the other people in the educated youth site, he still clearly remembered the female educated youth in front of him named Lin Xi. Not long after going to the countryside, she fell seriously ill and stayed in the Hongguang Brigade forever.

And if she remembered correctly, Lin Xi died of illness before the spring planting of that year.

At that time, the middle-aged couple, who looked to be in their forties but had a lot of white hair on their temples because of their daughter's death, threw themselves on their daughter's coffin, crying and wailing. Even after so many years, the scene still left an indelible mark in Chen Caiqing's heart.

But now, seeing that the spring planting was almost over, the man who should have died had survived the serious illness and was becoming more energetic day by day. This forced Chen Caiqing to take it seriously.

After all, she believed that in her previous life, apart from being incredibly stupid, she had no outstanding qualities, and she had not done anything that benefited the country and the people, or moved heaven and earth.

But since she could be reborn, why couldn't others? Therefore, she had been observing Lin Xi silently these days, trying to find signs that she was also a reborn person.

But after observing for so long, Chen Caiqing found that except for the last time when Lin Xi behaved a little tougher than before, the rest of the time, she was no different from the shy and timid person he remembered. This made Chen Caiqing wonder if he was being too suspicious.

In fact, she had no bad intentions in wanting to confirm whether Lin Xi was reincarnated. After all, she and Lin Xi had no intersection in their previous life, let alone enmity. As long as she did not hinder her way in this life, Chen Caiqing would naturally not do anything to her for no reason.