Don't mess with her, she is the god in charge of the golden finger!

Qin Ziming, who was still a little impatient, retracted his long legs from the stone, coughed lightly, stepped forward to support Old Qin and said with a smile: "Grandpa, am I not late?"

???

Old Qin looked up at the sun in the sky. Why didn’t the sun rise from the west today?

"Grandpa, who is this?"

Qin Ziming showed a perfect smile as he looked at the girl who made his heart beat faster, and perfectly missed his grandfather's ghostly face.

Damn it, he thought his grandson finally understood his good intentions, but he didn't expect that he spoke to him with such a flamboyant and servile expression just because of Si Ling!

"Haha, this is Comrade Si Ling from Moon Village. I am your grandfather, and I am now living under her. Please show me some respect, okay?"

"Hello, Sister Si Ling. I'm his grandson. My name is Qin Ziming. Now, um... I'm a relatively famous little star. Nice to meet you."

Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, Si Ling smiled and shook it: "Nice to meet you, too."

Qin Ziming stared blankly at the bright smile on Si Ling's face and felt like he had fallen in love.

"I heard from Grandpa Qin that you also want to come to our village to contribute to the country, so does your celebrity job matter?"

Hearing Si Ling asking him, Qin Ziming immediately shook his head seriously: "Of course it doesn't matter."

"You also said that you want to contribute to the country. Compared to being a star, of course, the country's affairs are the most important. Besides... I am currently surrounded by negative news, and my room for advancement is completely blocked. So don't worry, my grandfather and I will definitely follow you and do our best."

Look, look, how loyal and sincere he is.

Si Ling suppressed his laughter and nodded: "Very good, then come on, sign this contract, and you will be a member of our village."

"Okay, I'll sign. I like signing. Oh, and I also like farming. My muscles are made for farming."

Qin Ziming didn't hear anything. He only knew that after signing this signature, he would become Si Ling's man.

Thinking of this, he looked at Si Ling a little shyly.

Old Qin stood there with his hair disheveled in the wind, and he simply couldn't imagine that the silly boy in front of him was his grandson.

How many years and how many times had he, the old man, and Qin Ziming's parents tried to persuade him to become a star? But he just wouldn't give in and insisted on joining the entertainment industry.

Now, he just met this girl Si Ling and he said he didn’t want to be a star anymore and wanted to farm with her?

He also said that he loved farming the most and that his muscles were born for farming.

Yue!

The old man was almost sick of hearing this. Why didn't he realize that Qin Ziming was so shameless and embarrassing before?

"Hey, I've signed it. Here you go."

After signing the elegant signature he had practiced hard, Qin Ziming handed the contract to Si Ling with a smile.

Si Ling took it and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go into the village first. Grandpa Qin has only harvested a little bit of the chives he planted yesterday. We'll have to rely on you from now on."

"Leave it to me. I love cutting leeks the most!"

Qin Ziming patted his chest and promised, then he pulled the suitcase with one hand and held onto Old Qin with the other, and followed Si Ling briskly.

"What do you mean, kid?" Old Qin deliberately slowed down and put some distance between himself and Si Ling before he began to ask questions with gritted teeth.

Qin Ziming withdrew his gaze from Si Ling, looked at Old Qin with a smile and said, "Grandpa, you are my real grandpa. I fell in love with Si Ling at first sight. I like her. Can you help me?"

His grandfather has always been worried about his life-long affairs. Now that he has someone he likes, his grandfather will definitely help him.

"Get out of here, get out of my way!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he was pushed away by Old Qin.

"I'm not going to help you for a living. You're a lazy guy with a terrible reputation. You're not worthy of Si Ling, such a good girl. Now, get out of here and start cutting leeks!"

Qin Ziming was stunned: "No, are you my grandfather or her grandfather?"

“Humph, that girl calls me Grandpa Qin, so I am also her grandpa. As her grandpa, I just look down on you.”

Before Qin Ziming could say anything, he was dragged to the farm by Old Qin and a sickle was stuffed into his hand.

"Didn't you say you like cutting leeks the most? All the leeks in this acre of land are mine. Cut them quickly."

"I, I don't know how..." Qin Ziming wanted to cry but had no tears. He had never done this kind of work in his life.

"If you don't know how to do it, learn it. See how others do it and then do it yourself."

After all, he is his grandson. After thinking for a while, Old Qin said, "Si Ling is the owner of the farm. If you want others to look at you more, you should work hard and show your value. Don't just think about how handsome you are and that girls will like you just by waving your finger."

Qin Ziming was extremely embarrassed. How could he make girls like him just by beckoning his finger?

He is not a frivolous or playboy.

but……

After seeing Si Ling who was also busy in the fields, Qin Ziming pursed his lips and began to watch how others worked.

He discovered that he just needed to cut the leeks neatly close to the ground with a sickle.

So he took off his expensive suit jacket, revealing the black shirt underneath.

Old Qin looked at Qin Ziming, who threw his coat to him, then stood on the ground and slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves, and even unbuttoned his chest twice. He couldn't bear to watch.

After tidying up his appearance to his satisfaction, Qin Ziming nodded to himself and chose to squat down to cut leeks.

When he rolled up his sleeves and unbuttoned his clothes, the young girls and aunties except Si Ling all looked at him several times. His charm was still there.

It’s a pity that Si Ling was busy working and didn’t even look at him.

It seems that only by working hard can you win others' likes!

Thinking of this, he swung the sickle in his hand and clumsily harvested the leeks.

Old Qin watched him go from being unfamiliar to being proficient and then to having his eyes light up, and he knew that he had stimulated the planting factor in the genes of the people of Da Xia.

I squat on the field and cut leeks until I doubt my life, and my back and legs ache and my waist and legs cramp, but I am still a little addicted. Why is that?

Qin Ziming couldn't understand why this happened. He wiped the sweat off his face and wanted to take a break, but when he saw that Si Ling and the others were still busy and no one was resting, he could only grit his teeth and continue.

The workload for one acre of land is not much. Under the supervision of Mr. Qin, Qin Ziming finally finished harvesting all the chives in the field.

Qin Ziming felt a little dizzy as he stood up with his weak legs.

This job is really not something that ordinary people can do.

"Look at how useless you are. I planted all these seeds with my butt sticking out yesterday, but I still didn't end up like you."

Old Qin handed over the thing in his hand with disdain: "Here you go, this is the fruit tomatoes that Si Ling gave us just now. Go sit over there and eat them, and take a break. We have work to do later."

Qin Ziming, who was tired and thirsty, took the fruit tomato with shining eyes and took a big bite.

"Whoo~"

It feels great to be alive again.

I have to say, this fruit tomato is as delicious as what is said on the Internet.

With just one sip, his fatigue was relieved a lot.