A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Outside the vegetable greenhouse, pepper seedlings were continuously handed in and placed at the door.

In the greenhouse, Cheng Jianwei and Zhou Ciyan bent down and quickly planted the seedlings into the soil one by one.

Shen Zhizhu exchanged a large water pump from the Xinnong Store and brought it over to water some of the planted seedlings.

Fu Ran asked curiously: "Does it have to be watered immediately?"

Cheng Jian replied without raising his head slightly: "Yes, the seedlings need to be slowed down after planting. During the slowing down period, a high temperature and high humidity environment needs to be maintained."

Zhou Ciyan also said: "Not only do we need to water the pepper seedlings, but after we have planted all the pepper seedlings in the past two days, we must immediately cover them with plastic film and water them thoroughly to ensure that these seedlings can survive."

"Why do you know so much?" Fu Ran asked again.

Zhou Ciyan: "Read more books."

"Oh." Fu Ran nodded in understanding.

Barrage: [Why do I have a sense of déjà vu as a family of three? 】

【ah? If Mr. Ci had a daughter like Cheng Jianwei, he would be able to laugh out of his dreams, right? 】

【? ? ? CP can be unpopular, but it cannot be unpopular. Can you tell me again who the parents are in a family of three? 】

Village Chief Liu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came over and saw how busy they were. He couldn't help but nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Xiaofei. I didn't expect you to actually build this greenhouse. It's great, it's great."

Cheng Jianwei said: "We will not dismantle this greenhouse even after the variety show is over. Villagers can also grow vegetables in it in the future."

Fu Chen said: "Yes, village chief, now you can call us by our names correctly. I am not a clown."

"Okay brother clown, Miss Fei." Village Chief Liu gratefully ran to the carriage and helped them unload the seedlings.

Barrage: [Seeing Cheng Jianwei and the others farming so seriously, it was the first time I could truly feel the hard work of the farmer uncles. 】

[Village Chief Liu will help them by borrowing rototillers and harvesters from everywhere, the old lady will roast sweet potatoes for them, and the children will surround them and call them brothers and sisters... The villagers in Luoxia Village are really nice. . 】

[Yes, so they are worthy of the efforts of the eight-person group of "Let's Go". 】

The movements in Cheng Jianwei's hands were extremely fast, one seedling after another and every pit was solved in a few seconds.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, but it did not affect the speed of her hands.

Cheng Jianwei stood up again and was about to take over the two seedlings when he suddenly stumbled.

Zhou Ciyan rushed forward in an instant and supported her.

Cheng Jianwei: "I'm fine. I just woke up violently and am a little dizzy."

Zhou Ciyan's eyes darkened, and he reached out his hand without hesitation and put it against her forehead.

His palm seemed cooler than his forehead, and Cheng Jianwei felt that his face was also warm.

Zhou Ciyan stared at Cheng Jianwei, whose cheeks were flushed, and said, "It's a bit hot. Let's take a rest. We can't finish this anyway, so I'll do it."

Cheng Jian shook his head slightly: "No, I'm okay."

Shen Zhizhu frowned, his amber eyes under the lenses revealed his distress, and advised: "It's a sign of weakness, take a rest for a while."

Cheng Jian slightly raised his eyes: "It's okay, brother, I'm not tired at all."

Zhou Ciyan grabbed her slender wrist.

She looked at him doubtfully.

The tall man suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of her, then took her finger and pressed it into his broad and warm palm.

"But I can't do it anymore. I'm tired. Weiwei, please rest with me for a while, okay."

Zhou Ciyan's clear black eyes showed a bit of mist. His voice was low, slightly hoarse and confusing, and his tone was full of grievance.

Cheng Jianwei was stunned.

She touched the callus on his palm, feeling a little distressed for a moment, and then touched it curiously.

This feels really good.

However, his hands are very beautiful, slender and well-defined. They were very delicate before, but they have become a lot rougher during this period. It is not good to have so many calluses on the palms...

Moreover, Zhou Ciyan is the most beautiful "little princess" in her family. She should not tire him out. He has begged himself that she should spend more time with the little princess.

Cheng Jianwei prefers soft things to hard things.

"Okay, let's take a break." She nodded.

Danmu looked at this scene in shock: [You just grow vegetables when you see them, why do you hold hands? 】

[You hold hands every time you hold hands. Why do you kneel down on one knee? 】

[Master Ci, you are too outsider. Is there anything we can’t listen to? Sister Wei didn't even listen to her cousin's words. What did he say that Sister Wei agreed to rest? 】

[Master Ci, do you know that kneeling down on one knee is not cold at all? It's like getting rich. 】

[Fa Cai: I won’t take the blame. 】

[Wait a minute, I moved the Civil Affairs Bureau here. When will I receive my certificate? 】

Shen Zhizhi saw his noble and cool sister touching Zhou Ciyan's palm with an obscene look on her face, and then showed a bewildered smile, and was willing to rest.

He lowered his head depressedly and continued to water.

Zhou Ciyan quietly raised the corners of his lips, knowing that Weiwei would not rest alone, but if he said that he was tired and wanted her to accompany him, she would be soft-hearted.

He stood up and rolled up the membrane at the bottom of the greenhouse to allow ventilation inside.

It was hot and stuffy in the vegetable greenhouse. Wei Wei felt a little dizzy just now, probably because the air was too stuffy.

On the other side, Feng Mian and Fu Chen Fu Ran kept running back and forth between the greenhouse and the truck, and they were tired and panting.

The setting sun reflected everyone's face as red as a ripe tomato.

It was obviously the cold late autumn season, everyone was sweating profusely, and their clothes were soaked with sweat.

Fu Ran gasped: "How many more are there?"

Feng Yaoyao roughly counted: "More than three thousand trees."

Feng Mianlei's face turned red, white, and green: "Isn't it right? We have been moving for almost three hours, and half of it is not finished yet?"

Fu Ran: "It must be Mr. Feng that you moved too slowly."

Feng Mian: "What does this have to do with me?"

After a while, Cheng Jianwei walked out of the greenhouse after finishing his rest: "Zhou Ciyan and I will move in. You three can go and plant in the greenhouse."

Several people changed positions, the speed continued, and then changed again an hour later.

Unconsciously, the last rays of the setting sun shone on the earth, and the empty land became dim.

Feng Mian wiped the sweat from his face and passed two pepper seedlings to Fu Ran.

Fu Ran: "Mr. Feng, if you are tired, just take a rest. I'm serious."

Feng Mian felt that Fu Ran's attitude was still very sincere, he just couldn't speak.

He suddenly felt that Fu Ran didn't look too annoying anymore.

Feng Mian narrowed his eyes and looked at Cheng Jianwei, who was bending down to plant seedlings in the rolled-up greenhouse, and his eyes stung.

Sweat must have flowed into his eyes, otherwise why would he want to cry.

Fu Ran handed the pepper to Shen Zhizhe. He looked at the man who had maintained a cold and indifferent expression all day long and couldn't help but ask, "Shen Zhizhe, aren't you tired?"