Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Yun Chen climbed out of bed before dawn the next day.

He looked at the sweaty man sleeping next to him, pursed his lips, climbed to the end of the bed, and patted the old broken electric fan.

The broken electric fan squeaked twice and started to spin.

The cotton shirt liked to be rolled up. After Gu Yanchao fell asleep, he lay stretched out, exposing his belly and half of his chest.

Ok.

Don't let his backer get cold.

Yun Chen took out a thick coat from the cabinet, covered him with it, and left.

[System 112: Please make it clear whether you left or you sent him away. ]

[Yun Chen: Hehe, I'm very simple. I'm just afraid that my brother Yanchao will catch a cold. ]

He first went to the kitchen to steam sweet potatoes and delivered them to Liu Yueyuan, and then went to the utility room to find a hoe, a basket and a straw hat.

[Yun Chen: Dear little system, help me get something else. ]

[System 112: What? ]

[Yun Chen: I read the memory of the original owner. When he was admitted to the top exam, a banner was pulled out in the village. Later, it was thrown into the pig pen. Help me pick it up. ]

[System 112: OK! ]

[Yun Chen: Clean it well, don’t bring me pig manure. ]

[System 112:...Okay, I'll put it in the box on the left for you. ]

Yun Chen opened the box and took out a large piece of heavy red cloth.

The tattered red cloth was carefully wiped by Yun Chen and placed on the ground.

[System 112: What do you want it to do? ]

[Yunchen: The blackening value of the Lord God. ]

[System 112:? ] Is there any connection here?

System 112 wanted to ask Yun Chen, but Yun Chen had already picked up the hoe and sang a folk song he made up: "Get up early in the morning and let the cows go to my brother's house..."

System 112 can only plug the ears first.

Not long after Yun Chen left, the broken electric fan stopped.

Gu Yanchao woke up from the heat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

He glanced at the empty bedside and then at the thick coat on his body: "..."

Murder husband?

[Yun Chen: Go to work, la la la. ]

[System 112: How happy are you this morning! ]

[Yun Chen: I have to hurry up and have fun. If Gu Yanchao finds out later, I won’t be able to laugh anymore. ]

[System 112:...] The little host always makes clear arrangements for himself.

When Yun Chen came to the rice fields on the mountain, Liu Daquan was already digging the ground with a hoe.

Liu Daquan saw Yun Chen and raised his eyelids: "What are you doing here?"

Yun Chen: "Help."

Liu Daquan's eyes deepened, and before anyone came, he gently pushed his straw hat back: "Go back. I know your family is short of food, so I will secretly give you some at night."

That time, Liu Daquan felt a little guilty for throwing dirty water on Yun Chen for the sake of his father's reputation.

Yun Chen knew what he was thinking. He pursed his lips into a line and didn't leave or pay attention to him.

Soon, several young people came over. When they saw Yun Chen carrying a hoe, they all laughed: "Hey, the number one scholar is finally willing to go to the fields."

"Can you tell which are weeds and which are seedlings?"

"You're stuck in a mud pit. Don't ask our brothers to pull you out!"

Yun Chen ignored them, wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, and turned over the ground with a hoe.

Gu Yanchao now tasted something new, and he was so excited that he was willing to be his backer.

But what about after a long time?

Is he tired of playing?

Some bad experiences taught the boy early on that he should never rely on anyone.

Only by relying on yourself and becoming your own backer can you control your destiny in your own hands.

He must get used to life here soon.

But when Yun Chen came, he realized that this place was indeed different from many years ago.

The rice fields are all built at springs on the mountains. The water is quite deep. If you step on it unsteadily, you will sink and even get wet up to your waist.

Yun Chen recalled how his father looked when he was young, bending down and wielding a hoe. It really looked like that.

Because he ignored him, the sarcastic voices behind him felt boring and gradually weakened.

[Yun Chen: I think they are not as good at hoeing as I am. ]

[System 112: Really. ]

Just as Yun Chen finished speaking, his body tilted and fell into the mud: "..."

He struggled to get up and spit out two mouthfuls of dirty water, silently letting System 112 take over his body.

Fields are really not something ordinary people can grow!

-

Gu Yanchao walked around the bottom of the mountain and found no one. Instead, he came across a police car.

The police asked him through the window, "Is there a person named Xu Yunchen here?"

Gu Yanchao had been looking for Yun Chen all morning, and even went to the pond to have a look.

I didn't make him angry yesterday either.

Where did he run away without saying a word?

Gu Yanchao was already worried, but suddenly he heard the police coming to ask Yun Chen. He frowned nervously and pinched the edge of the car window, almost deforming it: "What's wrong with him!"

The policeman said: "We have a suspect arrested here. We found his lost mobile phone and computer. They are quite valuable. If you see him, remember to ask him to come to the police station to pick them up."

Gu Yanchao was stunned for a moment, said yes, and watched the police car leave before feeling a little relieved.

He remembered that there were still mountains to look for, but he didn't hold out much hope.

But just after Gu Yanchao rode a tricycle up the mountain, he unexpectedly saw that thin figure.

It's noon now, and it's time for sunbathing.

Experienced country people go to the fence or under the tree to hide from the sun, and eat the cakes or steamed buns they brought in the morning to fill their stomachs.

Only the young man walked in a large rice field one foot at a time, swinging a hoe with his slender arms. He was covered in mud and his shirt was soaked with sweat.

Gu Yanchao stopped the car and walked over a few steps, and gave him a tug: "What are you doing here?"

Yun Chen raised his head, a drop of sweat flowed down his face, condensed on his dirty chin, and answered seriously: "Work."

Gu Yanchao frowned and pulled him out: "You need to do it, go back quickly."

Yun Chen held the hoe tightly in his hand, his eyes a little stubborn: "I won't look back." After saying that, he suddenly staggered and grinned in pain.

When Gu Yanchao saw this, he quickly carried him to the ridge of the field.

Gu Yanchao held up Yun Chen's thin ankle with his big palm, and sure enough he saw a dark and sticky leech breaking through the skin of Yun Chen's calf, twisting its body and burrowing inside.

Gu Yanchao raised his voice sharply and asked, "You covered me with a cotton coat and came here wearing shorts?"

Yun Chen looked pale and wanted to catch the bug that kept digging into his flesh, but Gu Yanchao slapped his hand away: "Don't move."

Gu Yanchao's big hand began to pat the skin of Yun Chen's calf gently and gently until it turned red all over, and then he finally got out a piece of the bug.

He quickly pushed the insect away and stepped on it angrily, making a muffled sound.

Yun Chen wiped the blood from his leg and went down again.

Gu Yanchao pressed his shoulder and said impatiently: "Why are you so crazy? You don't like the food I brought you?"

Yun Chen: "No."

Gu Yanchao: "Then what are you doing here? You are not as strong as a child, what can you do?"

Hearing this, Yun Chen was startled.

This is what he really thinks, right?

I am of no use to myself.

The only thing you can do is to wait at home for him to come back and solve his physical problems?

Yun Chen walked around Gu Yanchao and walked into the fields.

Gu Yanchao looked at his back and kicked the field ridge angrily: "Okay, I'm too lazy to care about you. You'll know what's going on after a long day!"