Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

When the old man heard someone calling him, he didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't hear anything.

Ai Fei walked over and stood on the edge of the field to look at him.

The old man still didn't look up, but a few big dogs saw the stranger coming and barked at Ai Fei.

Ai Fei ignored the barking of the big dog, stared at the old man for a while, and asked calmly, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Guan Changhui?"

The old man seemed hard of hearing and didn't seem to hear what she said.

Ai Fei was not in a hurry and just looked at him quietly.

It took a full five minutes before the old man raised his eyes, and his old but sharp eagle eyes locked onto Ai Fei's face for a moment.

After looking at Ai Fei for a long while, he finally spoke hoarsely, "What do you want from me, little girl?"

Ai Fei looked at him steadily and said, "I'm going to see the old man for treatment."

The old man's eyes were filled with a moment of vigilance and darkness, and he said indifferently: "You have the wrong person. I am just a farmer and I can't treat illnesses."

Ai Fei said slowly, "Old doctor, half a year ago, cured a woman's infertility, and three months ago, he cured a little girl's body ulcers."

The old man paused his reaping sickle and said sternly, "If I say I can't do it, I won't do it. Can you force me to do it?"

Ai Fei asked calmly and patiently, "How can I learn this, old doctor? After all, I am very patient and will wait until you learn it."

The old man seemed to be angry, and his already sunburned face seemed to turn even redder.

Looking at the endless expanse of rice in front of him, which seemed to be endless, he said viciously, "If you want me to help you, it's okay. Help me finish harvesting this piece of rice first."

Ai Fei: “…”

I took a look at the yellow rice fields in front of me, which seemed to stretch to the horizon.

He nodded slowly and said, "Okay."

After a while.

The old man sat on the edge of the field and stroked the big dog, while Ai Fei and Ling Ye stood in the rice field, harvesting rice with a grunt.

Both of them were like fairies, dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, with faces whiter than the clouds in the sky. But at this moment, they were standing in the fields, waving sickles to harvest rice.

The old men and women who passed by couldn't bear to see this and scolded the old man for being too cruel. How could he bear to let such a fairy-like person die?

The old man didn't feel guilty at all. He looked up at them and said quietly, "If we don't allow the fairy-like person to go to the fields, then you will help me harvest my rice?"

The old men and women hadn't harvested all the rice in their fields yet, so how could they take care of him? They immediately left cursing.

Ling Ye was not a spoiled person. Although he had never harvested rice before, these were jobs that required little technical skills and only required physical strength, so he could get started in no time.

The sickle is swung skillfully and the harvest is good and fast!

Ai Fei glanced at him and suddenly asked with a smile, "Mr. Ling, do you regret it now?"

I have to accompany her, because we have to climb mountains and cross rivers, and harvest rice. Next, there may be even more tiring things to do.

Ling Ye looked over at him across the yellow rice grains: "Why should I regret it? I never do anything I regret."

No matter what he chooses to do, he will not regret it.

Ai Fei: “…”

Pursing her lips, she smiled and said, "Assistant Ling is truly capable of both housework and the kitchen."

I can be a general assistant and I can farm the land!

Ling Ye: "..."

This sounds like the same thing as IKEA and Yi Shi!

"Miss Ai, instead of being absent-minded here, why not focus on harvesting more rice?"

The old man said that we can only talk after the rice field is harvested.