The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

The eldest son didn't dare to say that this was the witch's backpack. If his mother knew about it, she would jump up from the kang and break her legs.

"I borrowed this from someone and I have to return it soon. I went to pick up some firewood because I didn't have enough at home."

The second brother snorted in his heart, wondering what the eldest brother was trying to do. Even if he was lying, he should at least make it sound more convincing.

This can be called firewood? It can't even be lit. What does he want to do? He doesn't want to exchange it for good firewood at home.

Those were picked up by Jinshui and Xiuli. We can't let them take them away casually. If they take them away, what will they use for their family? They won't be able to cook anymore and the whole family will starve.

He squatted down and picked up the so-called "firewood" that an elder brother had brought back, and couldn't help but "tsk tsk" twice.

"Are you sure this will work?"

The eldest brother felt very guilty. When the second brother squatted down and got a little close to him, he felt uncomfortable all over and took small steps to move away from him.

I felt guilty but tried to make my voice sound a little more confident.

"Why can't we use it? Just let it dry. Don't get in the way here. I'll spread these out and you can go back to the house."

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Normally, I would rather let others do these things, and I just stand here and don't ask for help.

I just want to get people away and do something shady.

If you don't leave, see what he can do.

"Brother, how long will it take to lay these things? Let me help you. You just went to work in the fields and then went to the mountains. You haven't rested all day."

"As your younger brother, I feel sorry for you. After all, it's faster for two people to work together."

My second brother is acting very abnormal today. I wonder if he knows what I want to do. He is such an eyesore. I have to find a way to get rid of him quickly.

The second brother just talked but his hands didn't move, watching his eldest brother spread out things slowly and absent-mindedly.

The eldest brother didn't pay attention to his second brother at first, but when he turned around, he saw that the younger brother didn't even stretch out his hands, but put them in his sleeves, watching him work with a smile.

There was something indescribable in those eyes, as if they had seen through my thoughts.

I was so angry, "Why are you staying here if you don't want to work? Go away."

He waved his hands as if to shoo away a fly, trying to drive his second brother out so that he could implement his plan.

Who knew he was like a dog-skin plaster that wouldn't come off once it stuck.

"Hey, big brother, I'll help you right away. I was just fascinated by the way you worked. I've never thought that a person could do a job so beautifully. Even the third brother can't compare to you."

The eldest brother was a little dazed by the praise. The second brother really dared to say anything, even if it was not practical at all, he would still praise it out loud. However, he felt a little happy when he heard these words.

As he spoke, he slowly dug up the mud sticks that his elder brother had picked up, and his hands were covered in mud and were sticky.

It's like something poisonous. I pull my hand back when I touch it. It's so disgusting.

I didn't want to do this kind of work in the first place, but in order to see what my brother was up to, I had to help him against my will.

Why is there a faint stench? Could it be that it's all mud?

Thinking of this, he raised his hand, looked at it for a while, and frowned.

When the eldest brother turned around, he saw his second brother was slacking off and not working, like an old cow that wouldn't move unless it was whipped.

"Hey~ what are you daydreaming about?"

The second brother glanced at his eldest brother, then looked back at his hand. He slowly brought it close to his nose and took a deep breath. The smell went straight to his head. He was right.

"What are you smelling? Just get to work and wash your hands when you're done."

The eldest brother was a little impatient. He didn't want to talk about him all the time. It was useless even if he talked until his mouth was dry. He also thought he was in the way and was delaying him from doing those little things. It was really annoying.

The second brother put his hand under the eldest brother's nose. At first, the eldest brother held his breath and hid away.

Later, seeing that my second brother was not giving in, I had no choice but to breathe freely and move closer. The smell was so pungent that it almost made me cry.

The eldest brother was retching there, and the second brother almost vomited because of him.

If they weren't two men, I would have thought they were both suffering from morning sickness.

After finally calming down, the second brother was not going to help him with the work anymore, so he just got up and left.

The eldest brother thought that he had been driven away by the smoke. Based on past experience, he would definitely not come back, so he quickly sorted out the pile of firewood and put the dry firewood back to the witch.

The second one was afraid of missing the good show, so he washed it hurriedly, not caring whether it was clean or not, just shook it casually and returned to the place where he was just now.

I happened to see my eldest brother squatting next to his own dry firewood. It turned out that it was just as I thought. I must not let him get his wish.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The eldest brother was so scared that his hands trembled. He was indeed guilty of his crime. How come his grandson came back in the blink of an eye?

"I didn't do anything. I just wanted to tidy up this place and make it more tidy so that it would be more convenient to take things."

The second brother couldn't help rolling his eyes as he thought that his eldest brother's lying skills had become more and more advanced, and he didn't even need to write a draft.

I took the backpack that my eldest brother brought back, put it under my nose and smelled it. It was a familiar smell, and I chuckled twice.

The eldest brother was a little dumbfounded when he saw his second brother's actions.

"Why are you smiling foolishly at a backpack? Do you have a fever?"

The second brother quickly stopped smiling and said, "I just remembered something funny."

"Brother, whose backpack did you borrow? It smells like the same thing as before."

The eldest brother took the backpack and found that it had a bad smell as his second brother had said. This was the backpack of a fortune-teller and that person must not be offended.

I sighed silently, thinking that good intentions led to bad results. I still had to wash the backpack clean. How could I have such endless work to do every day?

Seeing my elder brother sighing with lifeless eyes, I felt more relieved.

No, my eldest brother is just feeling upset. If we don’t clean it up, it would be terrible if the witch blames the whole family.

Although I was a little scared, I couldn't resist laziness and decided to give some advice to my elder brother.

"You have to clean it, otherwise how can people use it?"

"I lent it to you in good condition, but now you return it in such a filthy way. How can people miss you?"

The eldest brother felt that what his second brother said was quite right and coincided with his own idea. Now it was no longer a problem of firewood, but that he had to clean this thing first, otherwise if there was a smell when storing things, the fortune-teller would definitely blame himself.

He didn't even bother getting firewood. Instead, he carried the basket to the river and cleaned the basket inside and out with a brush.

I rinsed it several more times out of concern, put it under my nose and smelled it, making sure there was no smell before I left.

The sharp-eyed aunt had been staring at the eldest brother's backpack since a while ago. It didn't look like his family's backpack at all. His family's was so broken and old, and Jinshui and Xiuli carried it all day long.

The backpack he had just washed was still relatively new and it looked like it had not been used many times.