Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

"I'm almost well now, thanks to you and Auntie. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get off the bed right now. It's just that you and Auntie wouldn't accept my things..."

Song Guanwen turned slightly to the side and calmly avoided the choking smoke. His tone was calm, neither overly enthusiastic nor stiff, and a hint of gratitude appeared on his face at the right time.

"It's just a simple matter. What's there to thank me for?" Zhao Youde waved his hand nonchalantly before continuing, "I didn't ask you to come here for anything else. I just saw that you haven't recovered yet, so you won't have to join the others in planting rice these days. I've arranged some other work for you."

"Another job?" Song Guanwen raised his eyebrows slightly. Zhao Youde always treated his men like livestock. During the busy farming season, he would like to wave his braid and order them around. Today's behavior was abnormal.

"Yeah." Zhao Youde nodded and took another puff of his cigarette. "But I'm afraid a scholar like you from the city wouldn't be willing to do it."

Listening to the meaning of Zhao Youde's words, Song Guanwen couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, but he still said politely: "You are insulting me. We are all working to build the vast rural areas. There is no work that cannot be done."

Zhao Youde looked Song Guanwen over and saw that his expression didn't seem fake. He stopped smoking and said bluntly, "Then I won't beat around the bush with you. Although this job sounds a bit shabby, it's very easy."

"Just say it directly." Song Guanwen nodded slightly, pretending to listen attentively.

"Okay." Zhao Youde nodded, finally letting go of the suspense. "Then starting tomorrow, you'll be taking care of the commune's cows."

"Awesome?" Even though Song Guanwen usually had no expression on his face, he couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly in surprise after hearing Zhao Youde's arrangement.

Catching a glimpse of Song Guanwen's expression, Zhao Youde raised an eyebrow and looked him up and down, "Why? Are you unhappy?"

"Of course not." Realizing that Zhao Youde had misunderstood, Song Guanwen hurriedly shook his head.

How could he not be happy? As Zhao Youde said, besides the lack of a prestigious title, herding cattle was an easy job.

There are only three old yellow cows in the Hongguang Brigade, and they are very docile. The daily job of the people who take care of the cows is to drive them to the riverbank or the mountains to graze, and then lead them back to the cowshed after the cows are full.

When the weather is good, the cattle are led out and tied up, and care is taken not to let them destroy the crops. The cowherd can then find a cool place to rest. If it is a rainy day, the prepared hay can be poured into the trough without even going out.

The most strenuous job is cleaning the cowshed once a week. It looks dirty, but these days, few people who do farm work are clean. Compared to weeding and planting rice in the fields under the scorching sun all day, this job is like a blessing.

What's even more rare is that although this job is easy, the work points are not low according to the team's scoring standards.

During the busy farming season, a strong man who worked fully could earn about ten work points a day, while women and children who worked part-time could earn about five to eight work points a day.

Although the job of herding cattle only pays three work points a day, there is not work in the fields every day, but the cattle have to be herded every day. Therefore, at the end of the year, although the work points cannot catch up with those who are diligent and willing to work hard, it is more than enough to make a living.

If this kind of job, which is both leisurely and filling, were placed in other brigades, the brigades leader would definitely assign it to his family members.

But Zhao Youde was a man with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although he cursed the world and the educated youth in the commune on weekdays, he was not a selfish man. Faced with such a good job, he did not take it home, but assigned it to an old man in the village who had no children and a lame leg. It was a disguised way of providing for his retirement.

Thinking of this, although Song Guanwen was somewhat tempted by the good job that had suddenly landed on his head, he still asked hesitantly, "Wasn't this job given to me before...why was it given to me?"

Hearing his question, Zhao Youde couldn't help but frown, took a puff of his cigarette, and sighed deeply, "The old man is too sick to get out of bed. It's been about the next two days. As for why I assigned it to you, isn't it..."

Having said that, he pursed his lips and glanced at Song Guanwen deeply. A rare look of embarrassment appeared on his old face. He turned his face away awkwardly and changed the subject abruptly.

"It's because your Aunt Guifen was worried that you couldn't get enough sun and your body hadn't recovered yet, so she asked me to assign you a lighter job."

Song Guanwen naturally did not miss Zhao Youde's evasive eyes and the unnatural expression on his face, but he couldn't figure out why he looked like that.

But he knew Zhao Youde's temper well and knew that he was not the kind of person who would set traps for others. Moreover, he now looked like a poor educated youth with nothing and a lot of problems, so he did not suspect that Zhao Youde had any plans for him.

"Thank you and aunt for thinking of me. My back is indeed not fully healed yet. I was just worried that I would delay the rice planting." Song Guanwen bent down, showed a grateful look to Zhao Youde, and said in a very sincere tone.

Having said that, Song Guanwen paused, a petite and slender figure subconsciously appearing in his mind. He paused, then tentatively said, "But this job is easy, why not leave it to the female educated youth who was sick a few days ago?"

"A female educated youth who has been sick?" Zhao Youde frowned and thought for a moment before he realized who he was talking about. He couldn't help but glance at Song Guanwen strangely and said "tsk" in annoyance.

Song Guanwen felt a little confused by his look. He pursed his lips and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Zhao Youde.

"Girls are weak. If the cow gets stubborn and moves away, there's no way to stop it. Who will be the one to herd the cow, or will the cow herd her?"

After he reminded him, Song Guanwen realized that he had indeed considered it wrongly. He only wanted to give Lin Xi an easier job, but forgot about her small body that was not much taller than a cow.

Imagining the scene of her being pulled by the cow in his mind, Song Guanwen couldn't help but curl his lips with a bit of amusement.

"What's so beautiful about it? Are you going to do this job? If not, I'll give it to someone else." Zhao Youde raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Song Guanwen's laughing face, and couldn't help but frown and urge him.

"Thank you, uncle." Song Guanwen quickly restrained his smile and said seriously.

"Okay, then go to the cowshed later. I'll have Changzhu teach you how to take good care of the cows."

Seeing that he agreed, Zhao Youde finally breathed a sigh of relief as if he had accomplished a task. He knocked the almost smoked pipe in his hand against the stone at his feet, shook out the ash inside, patted his butt and stood up.

"These cows are much more valuable than human energy. They are needed these two days. You must be careful and don't let the cows get too thin." Zhao Youde did not forget to give instructions before leaving.

"I understand, Captain, don't worry." Song Guanwen quickly agreed.

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