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Chapter 81 Bloodshed
"Morning, everyone!"

The next day, He Zhi got out of bed on time at three o'clock in the morning.

The lights in the house of grandparents and grandparents were also on. When he came back from the farm house yesterday, he told the two old people that they were not needed, but they said how could they ask others to help and sleep by themselves?

No matter how hard they tried to persuade me, I didn't listen. I had no choice but to obey them. I just agreed that I could only do a small favor.

Grandpa and grandma were also obedient, and nodded with a smile.

Although it is not good to eat so early, I still go to the kitchen to get busy, waiting for the meeting is hard work, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for everyone to persevere if they don’t eat something.

So, what is the best food for work?

Grandpa and grandma just said it was poached eggs, which is simple, but very filling, and rich in protein, enough to provide physical exertion.

So don’t just boil it directly, fermented eggs!
Poached eggs may be difficult for them to eat, but fermented glutinous rice eggs are different. They are very appetizing and not as easy to choke as poached eggs.

After he cooked the fermented glutinous rice eggs, he came out and looked in the direction of the farmhouse. The lights did turn on, but he didn't know how they were, which was worrying.

The result surprised him. Although several people yawned, no one was absent.

In fact, when they are filming, they often get up very early, and sometimes they stay up all night. Getting up at this time is nothing to them.

"I cooked fermented glutinous rice eggs, everyone, hurry up and eat, and then I'm ready to go!"

This time, he not only asked for help from others, but also behaved well. He greeted everyone with a smile and a bowl for everyone, even the camera guy.

The fermented glutinous rice eggs, fermented glutinous rice was made by him, the eggs were laid by his...well, his old hen, and finally he cooked them himself, the taste is not bad.

But after all, it was still too early. Except for Zhang Chi and Teacher Wang, everyone only had a taste.

It's not just that he didn't force it, because he already had a backup plan, and he would wait until they were hungry!
After eating, everyone's spirits are still much better, at least not like the sleepy look when they just came here.

Xiaofeng and Lidi also started talking and laughing, more than handing them a sickle, Teacher Wang and Teacher He did the same. As for him, Feiyang, and Zhang Chi, the three took turns to thresh the millet.

It is said that there are three people in rotation, but in fact it is Feiyang and Zhang Chi who are switching.

Thanks to the transformation of the previous program group, small street lights were installed on the main driving roads. Although they cannot fully illuminate the road surface, it is enough to barely walk.

The whole group was relatively quiet, but as far as he was concerned, he wanted to make a fuss, so he could look at a big guy, the necessary container for threshing grain with his hands - the ban bucket.

Although he is not too heavy for him now, he is not small after all, and there are many narrow places on the road, so he has to be careful.

Xiaofeng was still a little sleepy at first, but seeing his evasive appearance, with only one foot exposed, as if he was carrying a big turtle shell, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The team, which was originally very quiet, was suddenly broken, which actually eased the somewhat dull atmosphere.

Are you sleepy without getting up?

Xiao Feng turned around and whispered in Sister Lidi's ear, the two girls looked at He Zhi again, and laughed together.

Although other people were very curious, it was difficult to come over and ask. After all, this was a small road.

Not only did he hear it, he can be regarded as having good ears and eyes now, he can also hear their whispers, but he has no time to pay attention to them now, and he will wait until he puts down this thing on his body.

When they arrived at the edge of the field, they found that the lights were brightly lit. It turned out that Grandpa had gone out early and had already hung up wires and a few big light bulbs, which were even a bit dazzling.

"Won't this disturb the rest of the villagers?"

Teacher Wang was still a little worried when he saw this situation. Usually they were worried about disturbing the elderly in the village when they took pictures. No matter how you think about it, this action is not very good.

He Zhi put down the ban bucket carefully, and explained: "Don't worry, teacher, it's already 05:30, let's cut the rice first, and wait until about [-]:[-], when everyone will be up."

In fact, the situation was far better than what was said. More than one family had the same idea as them, and soon the lights started to light up in the fields.

"Farmers work so hard!" This was Liddy's voice.

"Hmm." That was everyone's voice.

It can be said that being a farmer is really hard, especially in their mountainous and rugged land, which is doomed to be difficult to use mechanized production. Coupled with the climate, here can only grow one season a year, but the variety is quite rich.

This also created their habit of porridge in the morning, dry rice at noon, and noodles at night. The most bizarre thing is probably to eat steamed buns during the Dragon Boat Festival.

In fact, it is still possible to use small semi-automatic machines for threshing millet, but it is more troublesome, and it can only be used in dry fields, so it is rarely used, plus the necessary program effects, so...

More than one conclusion can be drawn: What you see on TV is all a show, huh!Including mobile phones and computers.

Rather than relying on them, why not work harder, as for the sense of variety, sorry, I am very busy and have no time!
It's not just poor, you don't give me a penny, that's all I can do, after all, he still needs to make money, and the key to making money is the harvest in the field.

So when they were screaming for a loach, more than just a backhand was a grapple, which was an extra meal today.

"Go on, try to get a few more, one is not enough to fit between the teeth."

After finishing speaking, he continued to bury his head and cut the millet. The few people who were making a fuss just now looked at each other in blank dismay. Now the director behind the camera almost burst out laughing.

However, girls are just afraid, what the hell are you Li Feiyang screaming for?

Anyway, it's impossible for this group of people to work seriously, especially Zhang Chi, who sneaked into a dark place and fell asleep. If the director didn't find out that one person was missing, he wouldn't have noticed.

No one else noticed it, so as a last resort, the director could only give a friendly reminder, so Teacher Wang sent two girls to deal with the problem.

When Xiaofeng and the others took a closer look, my good guy, Zhang Chi was sleeping soundly, and even snored, not caring at all that the mosquitoes that had been lying on his face were almost strangling him to death.

"Sister, do you want to help?" Xiaofeng was still a little hesitant seeing this scene, and the thought of playing tricks just now disappeared.

It's completely conceivable how big a bag it would be, and the mosquito also found these two giants, but it was too full to fly, so it just didn't move and continued to suck blood. The whole belly was like a mosquito. Like ruby.

Lidi still wanted to clean him up, so she slapped him, and Zhang Chi woke up instantly.

"Why did you hit me?"

This was his first reaction, and then he felt his face was wet, and when he touched it with his hand, it turned red.

"what!"

(End of this chapter)