Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

"One ridge, two ridges, three ridges... thirty ridges..." Feng Xiangmei counted the ridges of soybeans one by one, and then said to Wan Guofu, "There are thirty acres in total. Wan Guofu, according to the agreement, six of the ridges are yours, so you can harvest them!"

Wan Guofu said "hmm", then lowered his head and began to cut soybeans silently.

Wan Anning and Feng Zhanpeng also started cutting from the other side.

Wan An Ning hadn't done farm work for a long time. After working for a while, not only did his back and waist ache, but his arms were also covered with red spots from being pricked by bean pods. Feng Zhanpeng was used to doing farm work and soon left Wan An Ning far behind.

Wan An Ning was a little discouraged. Although she was very tired, she couldn't stop working. After all, this was her family's land and Feng Zhanpeng came to help. She couldn't let Feng Zhanpeng work alone while she rested!

Fortunately, there were not many soybeans planted, so by the time Feng Xiangmei prepared lunch and called them to go back for lunch, they had already harvested the soybeans and loaded them onto the cart.

Before that, Wan Guofu had already borrowed their cart and pulled his share back home.

After three or four trips, he finally brought all the soybeans back home.

Feng Zhanpeng was about to stack the soybeans, but Feng Xiangmei stopped him: "Eat first. There's no rush. They've all been delivered to your home. You've been working all morning, so you must be tired and hungry. Eat quickly."

Feng Zhanpeng didn't insist. He washed his face, took the garlic noodles that Feng Xiangmei had scooped for him and started eating.

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In the afternoon, Feng Zhanpeng went home early, while Wan Anning and Feng Xiangmei found a stone in the yard to throw soybeans.

The next morning, when Feng Xiangmei had tied up the fish scale bags and put them on the cart, she heard a commotion outside. She quickly opened the door and saw four or five bicycles parked right in front of her house.

A large group of people were smiling and calling Feng Xiangmei "Aunt". Qianyang, the cousin from the fifth uncle's family, pretended to be angry and said, "Aunt, why are you so biased? You only asked Brother Zhanpeng to come over for the autumn harvest? What's the matter? We are not your nephews anymore?"

Others also echoed: "Yes, aunt, you are too partial. How could you only invite Brother Zhan Peng to come?"

Feng Xiangmei smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's my fault, my fault. Thank you so much for coming to help my aunt."

She looked at the people who came. In addition to Zhan Peng from her eldest brother's family, the only son of her second brother's family and her youngest nephew, fourteen-year-old Pengfei, also came.

The two nephews of the third brother, Jinku and Yinku, rode a bicycle together. The two brothers were not tall and thin. They had an average relationship with Feng Xiangmei, so they just laughed along and didn't say much.

The eldest son of the fourth brother, Xiang Kun, is repeating his senior year of high school this year, so naturally he has no time to come. The second son, Xiang Yang, did come. This child is capable and able to endure hardships. Since graduating from junior high school, he has been helping his family with farm work, and now he is also a good hand at it.

Then there are the brothers Qianyang and Qiankun from the fifth brother's family. These two brothers are the closest to Feng Xiangmei, so Feng Qianyang speaks to Feng Xiangmei without reservation.

Feng Xiangmei was naturally happy to have seven more nephews come to help. She smiled and said, "You have come from far away. Come in and rest your feet first..."

"Why are you taking a break? Don't be polite with us, aunt. We are here to help with the harvest, not to rest for fun. Let's go. Let's go to the fields to harvest crops today."

"I'm going to pick corn today..."

The corn wasn't quite ripe, but Feng Xiangmei thought it would be troublesome to harvest, so it would take a long time, so she started harvesting early. She didn't expect her nephews to come over to help with the harvest...

Of course, she actually knew that if they waited until the corn in their fields was fully mature, it would be time for the crops in the fields of her brothers in Longwanglou to be harvested. By then, her nephews would definitely have to take care of their own fields first, so now was a good time to avoid that.

A group of people arrived at the cornfield, and Wan Guofu, who was walking a hundred meters along the edge of the field, was so scared that he immediately squatted on the ground with his head in his hands...

Feng Qianyang glanced at his former uncle with disdain, spat fiercely on the ground, and then asked Feng Xiangmei in a voice that Wan Guofu could hear clearly: "Aunt, do you want us to help you teach this old bastard a lesson again?"

Wan An Ning glanced at Feng Qianyang and said nothing. Among all her cousins, Feng Qianyang was the most unruly one, but also the most loyal one. He was not a good person, but to his relatives, he was very sincere.

In his previous life, Feng Qianyang's ending was not good. It seemed that he was imprisoned for many years for human trafficking. Not long after he was released, he killed someone again...

Seeing Wan An Ning looking at him, Feng Qianyang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "What's the matter? I said your father is an old bastard, are you dissatisfied?"

Wan An Ning's mouth twitched: "That's my father, what do you think?"

"Humph, then why don't you live with your father? Why are you following my aunt?"

Wan An Ning felt that she had no way to communicate with Feng Qianyang and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Seeing that the two were about to get angry, Feng Xiangmei hurried out to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, Qianyang, you take these two ridges, and An'an, you take the ones over there. Let's get started quickly. It will get hot soon and it will be too stuffy inside."

Feng Qianyang snorted, glared at Wan An Ning, and gave Feng Xiangmei face by not saying anything unpleasant.

Seeing that Feng Xiangmei's nephews were only there to help with the work and had no intention of beating him up again, Wan Guofu immediately felt relieved, tried to reduce his presence, and honestly picked corn in his own area.

I was working hard when I suddenly heard the voice of old lady Pan calling from the field: "Xiangmei, come out quickly, there are guests at your house."

Feng Xiangmei thought it was another nephew coming over, so she hurried to the edge of the field, but when she looked, she found it was a strange young man she didn't recognize.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Su Ruyi looked at Feng Xiangmei carefully and was secretly surprised. He thought that the woman who could make Wan An Ning's father divorce and marry Yang Chunhua must be uglier than Yang Chunhua. But when they met, he found that there was no comparison between Feng Xiangmei and Yang Chunhua. As long as a man is not blind, he will definitely choose someone like Feng Xiangmei!

Could it be that Wan An Ning's father has an eye problem and can't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness?

While he was distracted, Feng Xiangmei asked again: "Young man, who are you looking for?"

At this time, Feng Zhanpeng just came to the edge of the field carrying a bag of corn. When Su Ruyi saw him, she immediately pointed at Feng Zhanpeng and said, "I'm looking for him!"

Feng Zhanpeng also saw Su Ruyi. He put down the corn on his shoulder and smiled happily: "Brother Ruyi, why are you here? Are you looking for..."

Su Ruyi glanced and saw that Old Lady Pan was full of gossip, and remembered that when she brought him here, she had been asking him if he was here to see Wan An Ning. She remembered that Wan An Ning had previously instructed him not to come directly to her, and that if he had any business he should go to Feng Zhanpeng.

He suddenly came to his senses and quickly interrupted Feng Zhanpeng before he could finish his words.

"Yes, I came here just to see you!"