Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Three people were indeed much faster than two people, but the villagers were also quick to find out about this. The next morning, some young people in the village teased Ji Yunchen, "Tie Niu! Come and help our family with some work!"

Ji Yunchen didn't get angry either, and scolded with a smile: "Go to hell, you have no hands or feet!"

After he finished talking to the man, he turned around and was about to continue working, but he saw Lian Qingyang stopped and stared at him with his bright eyes.

Ji Yunchen stared at this look, slightly hesitant: "What...what happened?"

Lian Qingyang's eyes were smiling, the corners of his mouth were raised, and even his voice was filled with a hint of joy: "Your nickname is Tie Niu?"

Normally, he didn't think it was a big deal to be called that, but why did Ji Yunchen feel inexplicably ashamed when the educated youth mentioned that?

He lowered his head and responded. His wheat-colored skin was stained with a thin layer of red, perhaps from the sun or shame, but it was not obvious to outsiders.

However, seeing him like this, Lian Qingyang knew it was inappropriate to ask any more questions, so he continued to work silently. For a while, the only sound in the field was the lingering sound of cicadas.

Because he was helping two educated youth with their work these days, Ji Yunchen simply followed them back to the educated youth center for dinner. But his trip was not in vain every time, as he would always bring some meat in the evening, but it was always rabbit meat.

In this hot weather, no matter what kind of meat it is, it will definitely go bad within a day. However, Ji Yunchen always brings fresh meat. I don’t know where he finds the time to catch it in the mountains.

It is undeniable that Lian Qingyang has indeed eaten more in the past few days, and he has more energy to work.

Lian Qingyang also noticed that when Ji Yunchen left the field, he would cut a handful of grass and take it with him. After eating at the educated youth institute and returning home, he would take the grass with him.

He couldn't help but be curious, and it wasn't until the wheat in the field was harvested that he was able to ask this question.

After hearing this, Ji Yunchen didn't tell him directly, but only said that he would bring Lian Qingyang to visit his home when he had time.

There was still farm work to do recently, so this plan was put on hold. The wheat fields needed to be turned over and tilled, and corn seeds would be planted soon. The two young educated youths were not capable of doing these jobs. This piece of land had basically been harvested, but there were still some wheat ears that had not been picked up in other fields, so Qu Ruixiang sent them to pick up wheat ears again.

Picking wheat ears is not an easy job, and Lian Qingyang's back and waist became more sore and tired.

So the next morning, he saw Ji Yunchen again in the fields where he was working. Lian Qingyang was happy in his heart, but he also pretended to be surprised: "Comrade Ji! You are here again!"

This time, it wasn't just him and Lin Haojun in the fields. There was also an aunt and an uncle. The aunt smiled and said, "This kid said he wanted to help us with the work so we can catch up with the pace of the village. Several plots of land have already been planted with corn, but we haven't even plowed the soil yet."

Ji Yunchen bent down and quickly picked up the scattered ears of wheat on the ground around him. He looked up at him and gave him a slightly silly smile.

Lian Qingyang also glanced at him quickly, then bent down beside him to pick up the wheat ears.

Lin Haojun, who was a few steps behind, glanced at the two of them several times with a complicated expression and a frown on his face.

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Picking wheat ears is much faster than harvesting wheat, so soon the fields were all turned over and plowed. This was done either by manpower or oxen, and there was no need for people with small bodies like Lian Qingyang and Lin Haojun. So they were able to have some free time and follow the educated youth who stayed in the yard to wash clothes and cook.

As a strong farmer, Ji Yunchen naturally had to work in the fields, so he had no time to hang around the Youth League Center these days. Lian Qingyang also noticed Lin Haojun's hesitant look, but since Lin Haojun didn't speak first, he didn't ask either.

The days passed in this uneventful manner for several days, but on this day, Lin Haojun disappeared after breakfast, and even Qingyang didn't pay much attention to him. He was washing clothes with a frown. It was easy to sweat in the summer, and those educated youths still had to work, so their clothes were full of the smell of sweat. He took the only piece of soap and rubbed it hard on the clothes, so fast that he almost rubbed out sparks. This action attracted the educated youth next to him to try to stop him. Soap was hard to come by, so it was better to use it sparingly.

Before noon, Qu Ruixiang suddenly returned with a few educated youth. Lian Qingyang was chopping vegetables when a female educated youth saw Qu Ruixiang and asked, "Captain Qu, why are you back so early?"

Lian Qingyang looked up when he heard the sound. Several people who followed Qu Ruixiang in were all wet, as if they had just come out of the water. They were carrying a person together and were slowly putting the person on the ground. Lian Qingyang suddenly stood up and walked over to take a look. It was Lin Haojun who had left at some point.

The others stood in the yard without saying a word, all with unhappy looks on their faces. Qu Ruixiang waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "You guys go and work first. I'll take care of Lin Haojun." The few of them looked at each other, nodded, and walked out of the yard.

"What's going on? Captain Qu, is Lin Haojun drowning?" Lian Qingyang squatted aside, looking down at the person lying straight on the ground with his eyes closed. Lin Haojun's whole body was half dry, but his hair was still dripping with water, leaving a small dark spot on the sandy ground.

Qu Ruixiang frowned, he was quite annoyed, with his hands on his hips, his eyelids drooping, he stared at the person on the ground without saying a word.

Lian Qingyang first stretched out his fingers to feel Lin Haojun's breath, and found it was still shallow. He sighed softly and looked up at Qu Ruixiang: "Captain, can you help carry Lin Haojun into the house first?"

Qu Ruixiang finally came back to his senses, bent over, picked up Lin Haojun, walked into the room, and put him on the bed.

Lian Qingyang followed in and, upon seeing his movements, he quietly reminded him, "Captain, that's your bed."

"Ah..." Qu Ruixiang lowered his head and stared blankly at the bed sheet that he had washed until it was a little white and the person lying on it. His voice was hoarse, "It's okay."

Seeing that Lin Haojun's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and Qu Ruixiang was still standing there, Lian Qingyang had no choice but to speak first: "Captain, if you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I'll take care of Lin Haojun first."

Qu Ruixiang clenched his fists, turned around and walked out without saying a word.

Before Lian Qingyang found out who the person who traveled through time was, Lin Haojun almost drowned. Could it be Lin Guokang?

The current medical conditions are not good. If we go to the county hospital, it will probably take some time. Lin Haojun may not be able to wait until then. Lian Qingyang stood in front of the bed, without a moment's hesitation, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and began to urge Xiaoqi.

There are no monsters in this world. Once he summons Xiaoqi, he will most likely be detected by the rules of this world. If Xiaojiu was here, maybe he could contact the minister for cover.

A emerald green bud emerged from the palm of my hand, cautiously probed around, and only started to grow wildly after realizing there was no danger. Soon it turned into a complete pansy.

At the same time, a sudden electric sound came from his mind. Lian Qingyang's eyes lit up, but his hands did not stop moving.

"Zizi—Host—No—Zizi—Can…"