Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I am no longer worthy of this vicious female supporting role.

In a blink of an eye, it is the busiest time in Sujia Village. Everyone wishes they could grow taller and be less exhausted from work. Spring wheat usually starts to be sown in March-April, and is fully mature in July, so it can be harvested completely manually. The day before the harvest movement began, Murakami held a mobilization meeting and called on all villagers and educated youth to gather at the threshing floor.

"All the young and old in Sujia Village, as well as the educated youth who responded to the country's call, we are about to have a very intense harvest activity. All for the motherland and all for the people. All we have to do is hold the sickle in our hands and wave Xiangmaitian, do you have confidence?"

"Have"

"Have"

This is the first time Song Sangsang has met the village chief. Su Qiangguo, the village chief of Sujia Village, was a soldier. He was injured during a mission. He injured his leg before returning to work because he had always been very prestigious and reliable in the village. He is indeed a good man who works for the people. He has been serving as the village chief of Sujia Village, and he is a brother of the village party secretary Su Jianjun.

"Sister Sang Sang, do you know how to use a sickle?" The Su family siblings quietly moved to Song Sang Sang's side and asked quietly.

"I can not do it"

"Sister Sangsang, you're done. Every year, I'm exhausted from harvesting. Last year, I was so tired that I lost a lot of meat. It's even harder if I don't know how to use a sickle." Su Wang said in a helpless voice, as if he was frightened by the thought of some terrible scene. Get inspired

"You little naughty boy, you're talking nonsense. No matter how skinny you are, you'll be skin and bones. Besides, you can teach me." Song Sangsang poked Su Wang's short ribs, amused.

The harvesting movement officially kicked off on the second day. Song Sangsang was arranged to harvest with Su Leya and his mother, Aunt Wen. Children in the village like Su Wang, who were half-grown, followed the wheat harvesting team to pick up wheat ears. In just one morning, from seven o'clock to 12 o'clock, Song Sangsang was completely exhausted and exhausted. Now she could only hold on to a breath of immortal energy and keep repeating the mechanical movements in her hands. In this way, she was still Being left behind by Su Le, let alone Aunt Wen, Song Sangsang looked at the people around him and couldn't help but want to sit down and cry. He also secretly gave himself a candy to replenish the lost sugar in his body, and also Don’t forget to give one to Su Le

"Xiaoya, open your mouth"

"Well, it's... so sweet." Su Leya opened her mouth to shout out, but Song Sangsang covered her mouth and made a gesture to speak separately.

Maybe after adding some sugar, Song Sangsang really had the strength to work again. Gradually, with Su Leya's help, he gradually mastered the correct posture for cutting wheat.

After an hour's break at noon, Song Sangsang took out the dry food she had made all morning. The wild vegetable dumplings were served with porridge, not to mention how fragrant it was. Su Leya was pulled over to eat by her mother, Aunt Wen, as soon as the o'clock arrived, and she looked at her with a pitiful face. Song Sangsang, uh, the wild vegetable dumpling in your hand

"Mom, can't you improve your cooking skills? The wild vegetable dumplings made by Sister Sang Sang are delicious."

"You stinky girl, you've started to dislike me before your wings have grown hard. It's good to give it to you. Don't take it." Aunt Wen reached out angrily and slapped Su Leya a few times, which angered the villagers nearby. People laugh

However, a few villagers began to get close to Song Sang Sang. Song Sang Sang said hello and sat quietly to rest.

On the other side, there is no such peaceful look. On the side of the educated youth, the old educated youth will follow the previous arrangements, while the new educated youth will work with the aunts who are the top workers in the village. When Song Sangsang meets Aunt Wen was the one who went to school, and her cooperation was quite tacit. The other new educated youths were not so good. But relatively speaking, the aunts in the village were relatively tolerant of the new educated youths and taught them patiently.

Except for a few people, Xie Jiao, a woman who has been determined to seek a sense of existence since she went to the countryside, had not cut a few wheat crops before she swung a knife at herself, cut her finger, cried and made noise, and scared everyone. The third aunt almost threw away the sickle. In the end, the village chief Su Qiangguo waved his hand and asked Xie Jiao to go to the infirmary to bandage the wound. After a long rest, the farce came to an end.