Reborn not to be a simp, the school beauty's whole family goes crazy

In July, the sun blazes down on Sanxi Village.

The scorching sun poured down relentlessly, turning the fields into ablaze with heat waves.

The villagers, young and old, were all busy on this land, each engaged in the arduous work in the fields.

The Shen family was no exception. Shen Changgui was in the fields.

His back was bent like a fully drawn bow, every muscle taut.

With both hands gripping the heavy hoe tightly, he dug into the ground again and again.

The hoe felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Every time he lifted it, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and down his cheeks, quickly soaking his entire back.

My clothes were soaked with sweat and clung tightly to my skin, like a plaster that I could never get rid of.

Shen Changgui was panting heavily, his throat feeling parched as if it were on fire.

He kept muttering to himself, "This farm work is fucking inhuman, but we still have to do it, otherwise how will our family starve?"

Jia Fang wasn't having an easy time either.

She carried a full bucket of water, carefully moving between the ridges of the field. The bucket swayed precariously, as if it might spill at any moment.

Jia Fang's goal was to water the vegetable patches where the seeds had just been sown.

Water poured from the bucket, forming countless tiny droplets in the sunlight, shimmering with a faint and fleeting light.

Before long, Jia Fang's face was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans. The sweat slid down her cheeks and dripped into the soil.

Despite this, she would still call out in Shen Changgui's direction from time to time: "Dad, take a break, don't exhaust yourself."

"This land is counting on us, so if you get exhausted..."

Shen Jiankang is in another plot of land.

Although he was 21 years old, his movements were extremely clumsy due to his mental disability.

He was just randomly pulling up weeds in the field, humming a tuneless little song, which was broken and incoherent.

Occasionally, a grasshopper would hop to his feet, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating huge ripples in his heart.

Shen Jiankang was as excited as a child who had received a treasure. His eyes were fixed on the grasshopper, and then he took off chasing after it.

He looked like a child lost in the real world who had rediscovered his favorite toy.

His hands were covered in mud, and his face was smeared with dust, but he was completely oblivious, as if the dirt didn't exist at all.

Meanwhile, Grandpa Shen was quietly busy in the vegetable garden not far away.

He carefully tended the seedlings with his withered hands, his movements slow but meticulous.

They gently straightened the weak seedlings, as if they were handling some rare treasure.

He carefully pulled out the weeds growing around the seedlings, his eyes full of focus.

It was as if in his world, only these vegetable seedlings remained that he needed to take care of.

Old Master Shen's back was bent very low, and every small step he took was very difficult. Every time he bent over and stood up, it was like a difficult battle.

But he never gave up.

"Grandpa, take a break. This work can't be finished in a day."

Jia Fang called out in the direction of Old Master Shen.

Grandpa Shen straightened up and slowly patted his lower back.

He sighed and said, "We need to plant these vegetables quickly so we can have any hope of a good harvest."

"Our lives as farmers depend entirely on this land. This land is like our lifeline; we can't let it go to waste."

Upon hearing this, Jia Fang shook her head helplessly and lowered her head again to continue watering the vegetable patch.

She knew in her heart that the old man was right; these seedlings were a part of their hope for the future.

Shen Changgui looked at the vegetable patch in front of him, his eyes revealing a complex emotion.

It was as if he could already see a picture of his future life in this vegetable garden.

Shen Changgui thought to himself, "As long as I grow these vegetables well, I can take some of them to the market to sell when it's harvest time."

"Then we can exchange it for some money to help with household expenses. Even a little bit of money is crucial for this family."

In her own yard, Shen Hualing was busy feeding the chickens and ducks.

She held corn kernels and vegetable leaves in her hand, skillfully scattering them on the ground while making "clucking" and "crunching" sounds.

Like a unique magic spell, the chickens and ducks, upon hearing the sound, happily gathered around to forage for food.

At this moment, Shen Yue had just emerged from the lazy state after the college entrance examination.

She was alone in her bedroom at home, staring blankly at her textbook, feeling utterly bored.

The room she was in was decorated in a way that was out of place with the rustic charm of the farmhouse.

The walls were covered with posters of fashionable idols, and the colorful decorations seemed to come from two different worlds compared to this simple farmhouse.

Shen Yue herself, dressed in an elegant short skirt and with light makeup, exuded a unique sense of style from every movement, typical of a city girl.

"It's so boring at home," Shen Yue thought to herself.

She felt like a bird trapped in a cage, even though the cage seemed to offer excellent conditions, she had lost her freedom.

So, Shen Yue put up an elegant parasol and went out for a walk.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw my younger sister, Shen Hualing, busy in the yard.

When Shen Hualing saw her sister, she couldn't help but feel a complex mix of emotions.

Looking at Shen Yue's fair and smooth skin, as white as milk, and then at his own rough hands from working, a wave of disappointment washed over him.

Shen Hualing then thought that her sister didn't have to do anything every day, yet she always dressed up so beautifully.

But I have to do all this rough and tiring work in this yard.

Jealousy, envy, and resentment grew wildly in her heart like weeds.

Shen Hualing couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "All she does is dress up all day and does nothing else. What makes her so special?"

Shen Yue acted as if she hadn't heard her sister's murmurs, her gaze filled with a haughty indifference.

Although she and her younger sister Shen Hualing are sisters, it feels as if they are from two different worlds.

Shen Yue left the courtyard and strolled through the village.

Before she knew it, she had arrived at the farmland area of ​​the village.

Shen Yue frowned deeply as she watched the villagers busy in the fields.

In her eyes, that mud was the dirtiest thing in the world, second only to excrement.

The exhaustion and vulgarity of farm work made her feel disgusted from the bottom of her heart.

However, she had no way to leave this home and live in the city, and this feeling of being trapped made her extremely irritable.

"That bastard Chen Dong used to take me to the city all the time, but now he never comes again," Shen Yue thought to herself.