After rebirth, the former male god cried and wanted to chase me

"Old Edward found twelve helpers for us," Andre said, stroking his watermelon-like belly, "for a 3.8-acre vineyard, twelve helpers should be able to handle it, and they can harvest our precious grapes before the cold snap. The vines buried in the soil."

Cheng's father took a look at the helpers: "Have you agreed on the hourly salary and working hours?"

"Of course." After Andre finished speaking, he thought of something, put his arms around Cheng's father's shoulder and whispered, "My old man, I have to tell you something. Look at that big man on the outside... …I made an agreement with old Edward before that the helper I hired this time must be a local nearby, because it is not 'Puyue', and we do not provide accommodation. Unexpectedly, the old skunk still stuffed us with a foreigner. You know, the cold snap is coming, the surrounding vineyards are busy recruiting temporary workers, there is a damn shortage of helpers! One more helper is more security, old Edward assures me, this Asian boy can endure hardships and stand hard work , we will never lose money."

Andre touched his round head with few hairs left, and smiled apologetically: "Old man, see if you can let him live in the small room next to the stable temporarily, of course, we can also The cost is deducted from his salary according to the length of the stay. Li is back in China to visit relatives, and we may also need a helper to feed the horses."

Li is the horse trainer of Xiaozhenlin Winery. He is a Chinese in his 50s. Not long ago, an elder in his family passed away and returned to China for the funeral. Because it was the Spring Festival, Li, who had not returned to China for more than ten years, took a long vacation.During the recent period, the two horses were being fed by Cheng's father and Cheng's mother.

"Let's provide it for free. It's not a big deal." Cheng's father said, "I only care about whether he is a skilled worker and whether he has a legal visa."

"Don't worry about this, how can our vines be used for practice." Andre patted Cheng's father on the shoulder, "I have read about visas and the like, and no one wants to be taken away by the police during the busy season Ask."

The big man seemed to guess that the employers were discussing him, he looked at them with deep eyes without blinking, his fingers holding the woolen bag were clenched and white, and he looked very nervous.

Andre pretended to glance at him unintentionally, turned around, and said in a softer voice, "There is another problem, Jacques... Ah, Jacques is that Asian kid, and there seems to be something wrong with his language organ Problem, can't speak, but can understand simple instructions, and work is not affected."

Cheng Tian was startled, and couldn't help but want to look at that person, but was afraid that his eyes would reveal pity, so he quickly held back.

"It's a dumb..." Cheng's father sighed, "I understand the situation, thank you Andre. You know, I sprained my foot, please share with me the task of burying the earth for the winter. My second son The kid just came back, he will help you, if there is anything you need to ask him to do, you must not be polite."

Cheng Tian smiled: "Uncle Andre, just order me around."

Andre laughed and punched Cheng Tian on the shoulder, teasingly said: "Just wait and see, I will let you run and break your legs."

Andre explained the situation to Cheng's father roughly, and called the helper to get the tools.Seeing that Jacques was holding that big dusty bag in his hand, Cheng Tian said gently, "Give it to me, I'll put it away for you first, and get a place to stay when I come back at night."

Jacques took a step back, glanced awkwardly at Cheng Tian, ​​hugged the bag in front of him, and shook his head.

"Ah...sorry." Seeing that he treasured this luggage, Cheng Tian suddenly felt that his behavior was abrupt, "Then, let me show you the house now. It is always inconvenient to carry luggage to work."

Jacques pursed his lips, his light brown eyes looked at him in confusion.

Cheng Tian guessed that he probably didn't understand French very well, so he slowed down his speech and said patiently: "Go and see where you want to live."

Jacques seemed to understand this time, and moved a step towards Cheng Tian.

Cheng Tian smiled, went back to the villa to get the key, and led Jacques to the horse trainer's hut.

The Burgundy region has a temperate maritime climate, with warm and humid winters. The lawn around the villa is still lush and green. The stables are in the northeast of the villa. Ten meters away is the hut where the horse trainer lives when he rests.

Cheng Tian brought Jacques closer, a pure black whippet heard the sound, got out of the beautiful ocher red nest, and wagged its tail excitedly at Cheng Tian.

"This is Katie." Cheng Tian introduced it to Jacques with a smile. "Even though it's a bit bigger, it has a gentle personality. Normally, it won't bark."

Jacques nodded half-understanding, looked towards the back of the house, and then towards the direction of the villa.

"There is a small forest in the back. No aggressive animals have been found so far. You can go in and take a look around during the break." Cheng Tian took out the key, "The small villa in front is where I live with my family. If you encounter any problems, welcome to ask us for help.”

Jacques put the wool bag at his feet, pointed to the villa, and pointed to Cheng Tian.

"Uh, yes, I live there." Cheng Tian didn't quite understand what the man meant, and subconsciously pointed to a window on the second floor.

Jacques seemed to raise his eyebrows, but he didn't seem to. The man's hair was not dirty, but a little disheveled. Most of his forehead was covered, and only his eyes could see the whole face clearly.

Cheng Tian pushed open the door: "Please come in."

This is a small room of less than [-] square meters, with a single bed carved in basswood, a small coffee table, a fabric sofa... Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs, including a bathroom and a small kitchen.Although it is a bit old, the ventilation and lighting are good, and it can be seen that thought has been put into the design.The roof is in a triangular shape with a huge slope, and the walls are surrounded by layers of brown-red glazed wooden boards. The tone is a bit too quiet.Jacques walked in with his head down, and he didn't look around. He stood shyly at the door, waiting for Cheng Tian's next order.

"Then... put your things down." Cheng Tian was so embarrassed to speak loudly, "Everyone should be waiting, and I will help you get the bedding when you come back. This is the key, and you will be in charge during the residence " Cheng Tian handed him the key and added, "No one can come in, your luggage is safe here."

Jacques took the key and put the wool bag on the small cabinet at the door.

The two returned the same way.The vineyard is neither close nor far from where Cheng Tian lives. It takes about half an hour to walk.In order to save time, Andre drove a Ford Transit commercial vehicle. This type of vehicle has a huge interior space, with [-] seats, and can carry all the helpers there at once.

Old Edward swore to him that these were skilled workers, and Andre was not too worried about the quality of their workmanship, but he was cautious by nature, and he still carefully introduced the key points of burying the soil before starting work, and again Picked up a shovel and demonstrated.Cheng Tian found that most of the helpers didn't care much about it, but Jacques was the only one who looked at it seriously and carefully.

Doesn't he understand this?Cheng Tian had a question in his mind.

But soon, this doubt was dispelled by Jacques' familiar movements.

The sun was rare today, and the orchard was shrouded in a thin layer of light golden sunlight. Jacques held a shovel in his hand, and steadily and accurately scooped up the layers of soil far from the roots, and evenly sprinkled them on the appropriate position at the base of the grapes. When it comes to larger clods, they will beat them patiently into fine pieces, so that the buried soil will be flat and tight, and the farm work will be done quickly and well.

Looking at the impeccable movements, Cheng Tian couldn't help but feel a little strange...

I always feel that there is something familiar...

Jacques was obviously also the focus of Andre's attention. The short and fat little old man watched quietly for a while with a shovel in his hand. Seeing that each helper's technique was qualified, Cheng Chengtian blinked and went into the orchard with the tools.

In a family workshop like Xiao Zhenlin, the owner will not be idle as a supervisor when doing farm work, and needs to work with the workers.Cheng Tian was no exception. He took the tools out of the car, picked a row of vines in order, and got busy seriously.

The position Jacques was in charge of happened to be on his left. Cheng Tian was the last one to enter the orchard, so he was naturally the last one to work. Every time he looked up, that figure would appear in his vision.

Cheng Tian glanced and then looked again, feeling more and more puzzled in his heart. For some reason, this man always gave him a very familiar feeling...

...reminds him of Qi You...

Cheng Tian has never seen Qi You doing farm work, let alone burying the soil, he probably doesn't even know what a shovel looks like... But how did this familiarity come about...?

Cheng Tian was suspicious, and inevitably became a little absent-minded, staring blankly at Jacques' back.

Jacques paused, turned his head as if feeling something, his eyes met, Cheng Tian was taken aback, and before he had time to be embarrassed, the man turned his head away before him, and frantically shoveled the shovel into the ground, plopping the loess The shovel flew up, and was blown back to the man's trousers by the oncoming wind.

Jacques paused for a moment, even his back showed a bit of embarrassment, and he patted his leg dumbly.

Cheng Tian pursed his lips and smiled.

Serving grapevines in France is not as easy as growing rice in the Yangtze River Valley, and perhaps even more difficult.The grapes used for wine making have been specially cultivated, and the height of the plants is shorter than that of table grapes, with an average of just over one meter.When burying the soil, you have to bend over for a long time. The taller the person, the heavier the burden. When it was almost noon, several skilled workers couldn't help but stand around and get lazy for a while, but what should Jacques do or what should he do? , no half complaints.

...well, maybe there's no way to complain.

"Old Edward really didn't lie to me." Andre put his hips on his hips, letting the breeze in the field blow off the heat from his body, "This Asian boy is a good hand."

Cheng Tian smiled, and looked at the time: "It's time for lunch break, let everyone stop first, my mother will bring food right away."

Andre responded and called everyone to go to the ridge.

Jacques moved a step slower than the others. He first stood there observing for two seconds, and saw that everyone stopped their movements before walking back with the shovel in hand.

Cheng's mother stepped down from the minivan painted with grapes, smiled and moved down the plastic square stool, arranged the food by category, even prepared a small bucket of water for people to wash their hands, and called everyone to rest.

"Mom, what's for lunch?"

Cheng's mother took out a small soft square handkerchief and wiped it carefully on Cheng Tian's face: "Baguette, ham, fruit juice, and a dozen big buns stuffed with carrot and beef."

Cheng Tian said: "We have fourteen people, is there enough for one person?"

"Enough is enough." Mother Cheng smiled. A 60-year-old woman has a few fine lines around her eyes, but her face is still stretched. She is wearing a red and white plaid skirt, lambskin loafers, and her curly hair is wrapped in a strawberry-patterned headband. .Anyone who reads it knows that this woman has been treated kindly by the years.

Cheng Tian took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and said with emotion: "Mom, you are so old and pretty."

"Go." Cheng's mother feigned anger and patted him, "Eat, I'll go back and visit your father and brother."

Cheng Tian laughed: "Drive slowly."

Cheng's mother greeted the helpers, said a few warm and polite words, and drove away in the small car.

Cheng Tian poured a glass of sour plum juice, turned around, and saw that the man was alone again.

Except for him, half of the remaining eleven helpers are middle-aged people in their 50s and 30s, and half are young adults in their [-]s and [-]s. They all sit in twos and threes, chatting and eating.

Only Jacques, sitting alone on the outermost side, looked pitiful no matter how he looked.

After Cheng Tian finished his sour plum juice, he walked over with a plate.

When Andre saw those big white and fat buns, he let out a lot of yearning and praise, which aroused the curiosity of the Frenchmen who had never eaten buns.Cheng Tian divided them one by one, and when he got to Jacques, he happened to be the last one left.

"My mother made it herself, exclusive secret recipe, try it."

Jacques paused and shook his head.

"Try it, it tastes good." Cheng Tian pushed the plate forward, "One for each person."

Jacques swallowed a baguette and pointed at Cheng Tian.

Does he want to keep the last one for himself... Cheng Tian's heart softened, and he squatted down: "I have it too, it's over there." He pointed to the small table in front of him, "This one belongs to you."

This time Jacques did not refuse, and took the last bun.

Cheng Tian put the plate away, picked up his own food, thought for a while, and walked back to Jacques.

"Can I sit here?" Cheng Tian pointed to the square stool under Jacques' buttocks. The stool is big enough for three people.

When Jacques saw him approaching, his eyes lit up faintly, and he moved a large piece to make room, half of his buttocks were almost empty.

Cheng Tian was afraid that he would fall, so he quickly pulled him back: "Be careful."

Jacques smiled, and Cheng Tian noticed that his teeth were particularly white and neat.

That strange sense of familiarity is even stronger...

Cheng Tian took a close look at the man's eyes, they were very beautiful light brown, and Qi You's eyeballs were swarthy, when he looked at people, he seemed to want to suck the other person's soul in, it was not at all harmless for humans and animals like Jacques... …

Cheng Tian took a bite of the ham: "How long have you been in France?"

Jacob made a three-sign.

"It's been three years..." Cheng Tian said, "You should be Asian, right? From China? Japan?"

Jacques put the bun in his mouth, and took out a stack of square post-it notes and a small pencil from his pocket.

The pencil is really small, I don't know how long it has been used, and the man's big hand can hardly hold it.He put his right ankle on his left knee, a very casual movement, Cheng Tian felt a kind of indescribable chic.

While eating the buns, Jacques put a post-it note on his lap and wrote the French word "Chine" crookedly.

"Chinese?" Cheng Tian laughed, and changed to Mandarin, "Me too, fellow countryman."

Probably because he heard the long-lost local accent, the restraint in Jacques' eyes became less restrained, and a little bright light rose.Because he couldn't speak, he just looked at Cheng Tian like that, watching while eating, as if he was eating a special meal.

Putting aside the inexplicable feeling, Jacques is the most similar to Qi You in terms of body shape, and the body proportions are almost exactly the same. You must know that even if they are two people of the same height, the length of the upper body and the lower body are not the same.Cheng Tian was sitting side by side with him at this time, and he could definitely feel that Jacques and Qi You's upper body lengths were almost the same.

Wow wow wow but... the eyeballs are different colors, and the handwriting is also different. Cheng Tian has seen Qi You's handwriting before, and it can be sold for money by mounting a glass frame. He has never seen Jacques write Chinese. , but it can be seen from the starting strokes that it is very jerky... Cheng Tian looked at the man's hand holding the pen again. The back of the hand was covered with a thick layer of hair, which was thicker than most European men's body hair...

Moreover, Qi You walks like a model, with a cool and flamboyant look, with cold eyes, and a condescending look... Cheng Tian tried his best to recall the scene when he took Jacques to see the room in the morning, a little shy and reserved , habitually lowered his head, and his eyes would glance at himself as if nothing, like a poor stray dog...

But I can't say for sure... That dog dares to pretend to be a policeman, and it's not impossible to pretend to be a helper...

Cheng Tian racked his brains for a long time to analyze, and made up his mind to make a statement.He cleared his throat: "That Jacques..."

When he opened his mouth, the man immediately turned his head and looked at him very seriously with moist and deep eyes, as if no matter what Cheng Tian said next, the man would agree without hesitation.

"..." Cheng Tian's throat constricted, and he couldn't utter a word immediately. He had no way to test such a person, and he even wanted to rub the man's head...

Cheng Tian suspected that he was in a daze, since that fucking kiss, everything was different from before...

After the lunch break, everyone picked up the shovel and drilled into the orchard.Jacques is the fastest among all the helpers. He walks in the front alone, and the quality of the buried soil is good. He is diligent and hardworking like an old scalper.Cheng Tian stared at it for a second, and suddenly realized that he shouldn't have those strange thoughts, just doing farm work is enough to dispel all doubts!

Qi You is the one who doesn't even know where to put the broom at home!

Cheng Tian heaved a sigh of relief, ignoring the slight strangeness in his heart, and conscientiously buried the soil for the vines.

The afternoon passed in the blink of an eye.

The helpers all lived nearby, and when the working hours came, everyone dispersed and rushed home.Andre put the tools in the car, and waved to Cheng Tian and Jacques: "Go, Uncle Andre will take you home."

Not long after, the Ford drove up to the entrance of the small villa, Cheng Tian and Jacques jumped out of the car, and Andre patted Jacques on the shoulder: "Good boy, today is very good! Tomorrow, we must work hard!"

Jacques nodded.

"Uncle Andre, it's been a hard day, go back early and rest."

"You've worked hard, go home and see what dinner Mrs. Cheng has prepared."

Andre drove away in the Ford.

Cheng Tian took a step towards the door, and found that Jacques was standing there, watching him quietly and deeply.The sunset in the sky is gorgeous and vigorous, and the man stands alone on the lawn, like a silent ending full of metaphors in European and American movies.

Cheng Tian paused: "Go back and rest for a while, I'll help you find a bedding."

Jacques smiled very shallowly, and walked back obediently.

This time it was Cheng Tian who watched Jacques off, until the figure of the man was blocked by the house, Cheng Tian rushed back home, and shouted after entering the door: "Mom—where is the new bedding at home?"

Cheng's mother was wearing a mango-patterned apron, and poked her head out of the kitchen: "Honey, do you want a new bedding? The one on your bed was washed by your mother just now."

"No, it's needed by the helper who lives in our house recently." Cheng Tian gestured to the height, "Do you have any impression of the bearded man who is nearly 1.9 meters high?"

"Oh, I heard what your father said." Cheng's mother wiped her hands on the apron, "He lives in that little house behind?"

"That's right, it's not good for people to use Uncle Li's quilt."

"Go to the master bedroom, the cabinet next to the door, the top floor," Cheng's mother reminded, "The gray bed on the right is made of new sheets."

Cheng Tian ran to the master bedroom, opened the cabinet door, and as expected, he saw a new quilt on the right, the fabric was brand new and stiff.Cheng Tian carried it out, and a piece of the wavy patterned quilt fell forward.

It was his quilt, which was a little thicker, and it was not used yet.The temperature of the hut where Jacques lived was lower than that of the villa all year round, and the washed quilt cover was softer, making it more comfortable to cover than the new one...

He doesn't like to give his personal belongings to others, but when Cheng Tian thinks of Jacques' pitiful and dependent eyes...

Who can stand this...

Cheng Tian sighed, and was dragged out together with the bed wave, and knocked on Jacques' door with his left and right arms.

"This bed is new and no one has covered it. This bed is old, but my mother cleaned it. Which bed do you want?"

Jacques lowered his head slightly, sniffed the two quilts, and pointed to the old wave quilt.

For some reason, Cheng Tian's face was a little hot, and he pretended to smile calmly: "Someone will deliver the dinner, see you tomorrow."

Jacques put the quilt aside, took Cheng Tian's hand, and wrote three words on his palm: See you tomorrow.

One stroke, crisp and numb.

Cheng Tian returned home as if sleepwalking, and he didn't calm down the strange feeling in his heart until he went to sleep at night: he obviously didn't feel like it, but at a certain moment, he felt very, very similar.

The slight chestnut feeling of the fingertips rubbing against the skin...

Cheng Tian wiped his face and felt that he was not far from going crazy.

Disturbed by these indescribable thoughts for most of the night, Cheng Tian finally fell asleep in a daze.Waking up by the alarm clock the next day, Cheng Tian got up yawning, opened the curtains, and opened his hazy sleepy eyes——

A blue-purple iris was quietly placed on the windowsill.

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Cheng·Heartbeat·Tian X Qi·Little Handy Hand·Yu

I put the two chapters together, and the task of adding more is completed~

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of decicate, 1 bottle of Zhaozhao, 1 bottle of Quercus, 1 bottle of Lemon Fanru

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^