Traveling from ancient times to the present: The general’s live broadcast of farming

Uncle Ah Li was wearing black clothes with a lot of dirt on his clothes. He walked quickly, causing the other people to back away.

Aware of everyone's attitude towards him, Uncle Ah Li was not annoyed, and forced a shy smile on his skeletal and dark face.

The barrage has something to say.

[His bones are very good! What a handsome old guy, he just doesn’t like to be clean! 】

[Oh, their tribe has lived in the mountains for a long time, and they are really not that particular about hygiene. The people are actually very good. 】

[How did you know the previous one? 】

[Of course I know that I am from Jiuli Mountain! 】

The man's eyes finally rested on the military coat, which he felt very familiar with.

"Sister, did you call me?"

"Yes." Nangong Ying nodded, "We are the ones staying at Uncle Gao's house to record the show. He made an appointment with you to drive the cattle and plow the fields today. I was really embarrassed to speak so loudly just now..."

Nonsence!

The tea talk in my body is uncontrollable.

Nangong Ying looked back at Zhao Yipeng, who was closest to her, "You tell me."

After hearing what they said, Uncle Ah Li immediately enthusiastically expressed his willingness to help them. He held the cow in one hand and the rake in the other and waved them away.

"You city people can't finish the work of making tender skin and tender meat."

"Let's go, let me help you!"

In a few steps, Uncle Ah Li walked far away.

Zhao Yipeng saw that the uncle was holding everything alone, and he quickly chased after him with some embarrassment, "Uncle, why don't I come and get this rake."

"Uncle Ah Li, can't you just tie this thing to the cow and carry it on its back? Why do you have to take it separately?" Feng Yi was puzzled. He had obviously taken the cow and used it!

"Oh, young man, this won't work! We can carry it, but we can't tire the oxen. It has to plow the fields, so I can carry the things..."

After talking too much, his non-standard Mandarin was completely forgotten and he spoke in dialect subconsciously.

Fortunately, their dialects were barely understandable, and netizens found it interesting and acted as real-time translators in the barrage.

Only Nangong Ying looked at him in shock.

"Uncle, you...can you say a few more words? In dialect."

Uncle Ah Li didn't feel presumptuous when he heard her request, and was very happy, "Oh, I just can't learn that Mandarin, and I don't dare to say too much for fear of being disgusted by you. Sister, can you understand us?"

People outside say that when we speak too fast, it’s like singing in an opera. I’m impatient and I’m not used to speaking too slowly. It’s really..."

He said happily. After walking far away, he suddenly noticed Nangong Ying's moist eyes.

"Oh, sister, why are you crying? Are you tired from walking?" Uncle Ah Li was at a loss. He wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to say.

The barrage scrolls quickly.

[What is Nangong Ying doing again? 】

[Damn, I knew she was still like that dog, crying, crying, crying all day long, do you want to gain sympathy? 】

[She cried at the beginning. I’ll see what she does in the next two or three months! 】

Song Wanqiu and the others fell behind the two of them, and they hurried over after hearing Uncle A Li's words.

"What's wrong?" Song Wanqiu tilted her head and looked at Nangong Ying.

Nangong Ying had suppressed the tears in her eyes. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "It's okay, Uncle Ah Li got it wrong."

Uncle Ah Li didn't expose her, he just looked her up and down and said, "Are you too thin to walk?"

He seemed to be looking at his own daughter, with a smile on his face and a big wave of his hand, "Here, get on the back of the cow and carry you across!"

"Uncle, didn't you say you can't get on the back of an ox? Why did you let her get on the back of an ox?!" Feng Yi quit.

It's okay for everyone to suffer together, but if Nangong Ying wants to enjoy happiness, he won't be happy!

Uncle Ah Li stubbornly asked Nangong Ying to get on the back of the cow. He held his head high and answered Feng Yi confidently: "She only weighs a few pounds! Look at her thin arms and legs. My Dahuang won't feel tired!"

"Right?"

The big ox swung its tail and hit Feng Yi on the face. Hearing Uncle Ah Li's words, he let out a "moo" in response.

Full of variety show feel.

Along the way, Nangong Ying was talking to Uncle Ah Li. During the chat, she learned that Uncle Ah Li was a local ethnic minority in Jiuli Mountain. They had lived here for generations. In addition to speaking with their own ethnic group in the ethnic language, they usually communicated in the Jiuli Mountain dialect.

Jiuli Mountain has limited traffic and the language is spread by word of mouth, but it is rarely affected by the outside world.

Nangong Ying was thoughtful.

While plowing the fields, Uncle Ah Li was full of praise for Nangong Ying.

"Yes, yes! That's it. Xiaoying did a great job! Yes, yes!"

Several other guests stood on the field, looking at Nangong Ying, who was familiar with the job and shouted at the cattle to plow the fields. Their eyes were filled with contempt and shock.

Some netizens concluded.

[This feels like watching the top student in class when I was a kid. 】

[Hahaha, the other people’s hearts said: Obviously we came together! Why……】

[Have you ever thought that Nangong Ying is quite gifted in languages? Although her words are a little shabby, her accent now sounds a bit like the local dialect of Jiuli Mountain. 】

[Farming is really hard for these little guys. Yesterday they were not willing to eat steamed buns, but today they enjoyed eating cold sweet potatoes in the fields. 】

Several people took turns and finally finished the work before lunch.

Uncle Ah Li warmly invited them to his home for dinner, but the director was pressing hard, so he had to thank the uncle and go back.

Not to mention a thin woman like Nangong Ying, the others were not much better. Everyone was exhausted from walking and stopping on the way back.

What was even more devastating was that they managed to get back in time for the meal and were about to make a meal using the vegetables that Uncle Ah Li gave them. As soon as they entered the door, they saw the grand scene in the yard.

"Fuck! Where did the pig come from!" Feng Yi cursed directly. After these two days of torture, his sissy was almost cured.

【Ha ha ha ha! It made me laugh. It turns out that a sissy can really turn into a man when faced with an emergency. Now Feng Yi feels much more pleasing to the eye. 】

[Do they think returning to the countryside is as simple as farming? Didn't you see the director's gloating expression? 】

Yes, of course "It's Better to Return to the Pastoral" will arrange their schedule according to the pastoral standards!

The director not only brought them four pigs and a dozen chickens, but also some vegetable seeds.

The three-thirds of land under the path at the door is your vegetable plot. Sow it as soon as possible to support yourself.

"The mountains here are high and there are many cliffs. Considering everyone's safety, we have not planned to raise goats for you. All the teachers need to do is drive the pigs and chickens to the mountains behind every morning. Don't go too far and come back in the evening. .”

Nan Chen rubbed his sore arms and rolled his eyes at the director, "Thank you!"

So considerate.