The last plant pet took me to be the landlord

113 Harvest

It was lunch time, and the two old ladies were talking about shit and urine in the dining hall without any manners. People around them immediately frowned and stood a few meters away from them. It was as if they were really covered with something disgusting.

Lu Bei'er was also queuing and watching the fun not far away.

Just when the two were about to fight, and the young wife and Liu Bozi could hardly hold them back, Luo Dahu appeared.

He had an expressionless face and yelled at the two old women.

"What are you arguing about?! If you keep arguing, you won't get to eat! Go out and argue!"

Luo Dahu's black face was still very intimidating, at least the new recruits and veterans under him didn't dare to act rashly under his black face. At the moment, the two old women were barely suppressed temporarily.

Luo Dahu used to be angry with the young soldiers, but never showed anger to the common people. But now is different, if he doesn't scold the soldiers, these old women won't bother to pay attention to him.

The young wife holding the child was always holding her aunt from behind, fearing that her aunt would fight with Old Lady Tian. Although her aunt was tall and strong, she might not be able to beat the short and stocky Old Lady Tian, ​​and she might even be blackmailed in the end. She knew that her aunt was no match for Old Lady Tian.

The young wife stubbornly held her aunt's sleeve and refused to let go. She even shrank back and didn't dare to look at Deputy Captain Luo's expression. The child in her arms was about to cry. Seeing this, Luo Dahu quickly showed his big white teeth to the child. He thought it was the most friendly smile, but it made the little boy burst into tears.

There was no need to hold her aunt’s hand, so the young wife quickly withdrew her hand and started to coax the child.

As for why Liu Bozi pulled his aunt aside, besides because his aunt cursed too badly and affected his appetite, he was also worried that if she continued to make trouble, they would not have any lunch today.

Usually, he has his third brother by his side to back up the situation, so he doesn't have to intervene if anything goes wrong. But today he is the only one here, and in the end, Old Lady Tian was blackmailing and cheating, so Deputy Captain Luo had to drag him over to resolve the issue.

Whether you can have food in the end is another matter. It’s not cost-effective no matter how you think about it.

Although the situation was no longer tense, the two old ladies were still relentless and complained to Luo Dahu in person. They exaggerated and told the other party's evil deeds, and portrayed themselves as innocent and pitiful, the ones being oppressed.

Luo Dahu sighed in his heart. He was hungry and he had to harvest his 200 acres of rice in the afternoon. He had no time to argue with them.

He raised his arm and said, "Alright! Alright! You are all wrong! Now I give you two choices, bow to each other and apologize, and go back and write a self-criticism!" Before he finished speaking, he heard the two old women shouting, "Why?!"

Why write a self-criticism? I don't even know a few words!

"…The second option…" Luo Dahu ignored the two of them and continued to shout, "…Just pretend that what happened today never happened. Those who need to queue up queue up, those who need to eat eat, and those who don't want to eat can leave!"

The two old ladies wanted to continue arguing, but Luo Dahu finally shouted, "It's over!" He turned to the young wife and Liu Bozi who had been trying to stop the quarrel, pointed his finger at them, and said, "Watch them! If they keep arguing, you won't be able to eat!"

Those who don’t eat may also include them.

The young wife trembled with fear and nodded repeatedly.

Liu Bozi smiled and said, "Okay! Okay! Sir! I promise to complete the mission!"

After saying that, Luo Dahu quickly turned around and looked for the team of his soldiers. The meal must have been prepared for him long ago.

The two old women looked unconvinced and just as they were about to go up and fight again, the young wife and Liu Bozi immediately stood in the middle and pulled them away. The two old women then went down the stairs.

The drama of tearing and ripping ended abruptly.

Lu Bei'er was still a little unsatisfied, and it was just her turn. Today's staple food was still pumpkin and sweet potatoes, stir-fried vegetables and a bowl of tomato and egg soup.

Another middle-aged woman had taken over to serve the meal, and she served the meal in an orderly manner.

She ate at the same table with Professor Zhang and Mr. Zhao, and also met Xiaolan and Sister Yumei, who were sitting at the table next to them.

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At noon, the weeding and clearing vehicle, which had been working all morning, stopped to rest. Jiang Bai took out his lunch and Luna's rice bowl.

Luna is eating boiled chicken and cat food today, and she is quite satisfied. She may get a snack in the afternoon, such as bottles and cans.

Jiang Bai was leaning against the huge tire of the car, eating the ordinary fast food sold in the disposable paper lunch box before the end of the world.

This morning, he walked less than 20 kilometers. At this speed, he estimated that it would take about a day and a half to reach his destination.

So, after finishing his meal, he didn't take a break for a moment, but continued driving forward.

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After dinner, a dozen old men and women suddenly picked up sickles and excitedly rushed somewhere.

Adhering to the principle of not falling behind when watching the fun, Lu Bei'er was about to leave Xiaolan and Sister Yumei who still had to work. It happened that there was nothing to do in the base hospital at that time, so Sister Yumei asked Xiaolan, who was restless, to go with her.

The two of them followed the villagers and went straight to the planting area.

It turned out that Luo Dahu's two hundred acres of rice were to be harvested. There were already a group of young soldiers sweating profusely, bending over and harvesting the ripe rice ears.

The two hundred acres that Luo Dahu is in charge of is right in the middle of the five or six hundred acres of land. The surroundings are still green, and only his two hundred acres are mature. "It seems that Luo Dahu's wood type is the most advanced in this base."

Xiaolan replied, "Vice Captain Luo's wood ability doesn't seem to be as high as his strength ability, but I heard it's also level five!"

How long would it take for a level 5 wood element to stimulate the growth of 200 acres of land? She seemed to have added a low-level spiritual spring from the water ability to stimulate the growth so quickly, but it would still take several hours.

Of course, she would never say this.

There were about a hundred people holding sickles working on the two hundred acres of land. Behind them, there were other people standing on the ridges to watch the fun. When they saw someone getting tired of bending over to cut the field, they would go down to the field, take the sickle from the other person and start working directly.

There was almost no time for the sickle to rest.

The main reason is that there are not enough sickles, otherwise there would definitely be more people.

Lu Bei'er also noticed that it was not an ordinary sickle, it might have been made by the gold-related supernatural power.

In this way, they took turns back and forth almost without stopping for a moment. After about an hour, all the 200 acres of rice were harvested.

The rice ears are also spread directly on the ground to be exposed to the sun. According to the current sunlight, they can be harvested and threshed in two days.

Some villagers who had just finished harvesting rice were laughing, while others were wiping their eyes. When she passed by Lu Beier, she seemed to hear the reason for their sadness.

"The late rice fields at home are still growing..."

"…I'm afraid it's all overgrown with grass! There's no rice left…"

"With just this little bit of land, there's no way so many people can handle it..."

“I don’t know when the rest can be collected…”

"What should we do next year? We still have to save the seeds..."

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