To Travel by the Edge of a Creek

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Chapter 17 Chapter 17

Sun Qing drove her three-wheeled tram and pulled Liang Qian, Liang Yueting and the peanut-planing tools in front, while Liang Jia drove her two-wheeled tram and Yan Ran followed behind.

The road in the small village was a bit bumpy. Yan Ran was sitting in the back seat, holding onto the armrests under Liang Jia's seat with both hands and failing to control his body. He leaned forward and bumped into Liang Jia's back.

"You can hold my waist." Liang Jia groaned in pain, slowed down and shouted back to him. After saying that, he felt something was wrong, so he added, "It's better to hold on to my clothes."

Yan Ran was a little confused. He listened to what Liang Jia said and did what he said. He said he wanted to hug his waist and subconsciously prepared to reach out to hug him. Just as he reached out, he heard him say he wanted to grab the corner of his clothes. His hand stopped in mid-air and he didn't know where to put it. Well, the last hand held a corner of clothes, and the body moved slightly forward to prevent being thrown out the next time it bumped.

Yan Ran thought about the bloody and miserable situation if he was thrown out, and his legs felt a little weak. He thought about it and was frightened, so he got a little closer. In the end, he was almost pressed against Liang Jia's back, and his breath hit the man's clothes. It created a small patch of burning heat that made the man's skin itch and tremble.

Yan Ran saw that his body was moving, and the first-level alarm immediately leaned back a few centimeters. Unexpectedly, it was a bumpy road, and "dong" hit him hard again.

"Uh," Liang Jia yelled after being hit, "You should just hold my waist."

"I'm sorry," Yan Ran apologized in a panic, but his arms consciously wrapped around the man's waist.

Yan Ran's hug tightly tied Liang Jia's loose top around his waist. The morning breeze flowed in along the collar and blew the clothes up, making a "whooshing" sound. In contrast, his waist looked even thinner.

Yan Ran folded his arms around the man's slender waist. The man's waist was as soft as sand. Although he was in his arms, he didn't dare to hold it tightly, fearing that it would flow away if he exerted force.

"It's okay, we won't take this broken road when we come back," Liang Jia replied, and reminded him out of trust: "Don't scratch me."

"Are you afraid of being tickled?" Yan Ran said and playfully scratched Liang Jia's soft waist.

"Hahahahahaha" Liang Jia felt that he had shot himself in the foot.

The little white rabbit can’t be trusted.

"Stop it, stop it, I'm not responsible for throwing you down." The car swayed from side to side while the two were making trouble, and Liang Jia took the opportunity to warn.

Yan Ran smiled and was about to stop, but Liang Jia grabbed the hand that had done bad things.

"I won't scratch you anymore, really" Yan Ran said sincerely.

"Hahaha, I don't believe you anymore," Liang Jia said proudly while driving the car with one hand.

"I swear"

"Then I don't believe it either"

No matter what he said, he just wouldn't let go.

The flat land turned a few more turns, and finally they crossed a small street and stopped at the end of the road. There was a large piece of land in front of them and several families beside them.

It's very similar to "Retracing dozens of steps, suddenly enlightened" in "Peach Blossom Spring"

"Okay, we're here" Liang Yueting shouted and got out of the car with Liang Qian in his arms.

Liang Jia slowed down and stopped the car, pedaled the car, put his foot on the ground, and released his grip on someone.

Yan Ran got free and quickly got out of the car and walked towards the fields.

Looking around, everywhere you look is plowed land. The soil is soft and cracked, giving people a pleasant feeling that you can sink into it with one step. There are still a few green spots in the hundreds of acres of farmland, which should be the unripe soil. The sweet potato field and the peanut field that are about to be dug.

They arrived not too early. There were already people of all sizes squatting or kneeling in pots and pots in the distance to plant crops for the new season. The machines for sowing seeds were nowhere to be seen, but they could hear the rumble of them.

"Are you planing peanuts?" A greeting came from the field not far away.

"Yes, Auntie, I just happened to come back during the holiday to peel some peanuts." Sun Qing smiled and replied to Fangyan.

"Whatever, it happens to be the National Day holiday," the man said, "I think your peanuts are pretty good."

"I didn't expect how good the harvest would be, and I never paid much attention to it," Sun Qing said, digging up a plant to see how it looked.

"Not bad." Sun Qing slammed the soil on the peanuts. After the soil fell, plump peanuts were revealed.

"Of course, you see, these are peanuts growing in the ground," Sun Qing said with a smile.

"Yeah" Yan Ran was a little embarrassed.

It happened that Liang Jia came over with a spade and a small shovel.

"Give me a tool, and I'll dig it for you," Yan Ran stretched out his hand and begged.

"I don't think we have enough tools. I didn't plan to let you help with the work. Why don't you play with Liang Qian?" Liang Jia gave his mother a shovel and took a small shovel for himself and said with a smile.

"You're already here, there's no point in playing," Yan Ran refused.

"I'm so sorry that I asked you to work when you came home. Then you can go with Jiajia and let him dig the peanuts while you hold the peanuts in a pile," Sun Qing arranged.

"Okay." Liang Jia nodded and took his deskmate to the end of his three-cent peanut field and started working.

"Let me try it too." Yan Ran watched Liang Jia scratching his head in a relaxed and playful manner.

"Here you go, don't get it." Liang Jia finished digging one plant and handed it to him for the show.

Yan Ran held the small shovel in his hand and imitated Liang Jia's example. He plucked the leaves of the peanut bushes with one hand and dug them out with the other.

"There are so few peanuts on this plant," Yan Ran sighed.

"Brother, it was you who dug it

The problem is, peanuts don't take the blame." Liang Jia smiled and pushed aside the soil that had just been dug up, and underneath there were peanuts with their roots torn off.

"Oh" Yan Ran returned the small shovel to him awkwardly.

"Brother, you are working so slowly, and the peanuts are arranged in such a mess. Look, our parents have finished working for most of the table and they are still arranged neatly." Liang Qian ran over and complained.

"Hey, those who don't work still think we work slowly, go ahead and have fun," Liang Jia said back to her.

"Heh" Liang Qian was scolded and left with a shout.

Yan Ran accidentally pulled out a peanut plant with his hands, and there were peanuts hanging on the plant. It was better and more convenient than digging it with a small shovel.

"Hey, that's good," Liang Jia praised him.

Liang Jia tried it and found that it was much stronger than the shovel, so he simply dropped the shovel and used his hands instead.

"Poof" Yan Ran saw that the peanut plant was too stubborn and couldn't get it out, so he stood up angrily and pulled it out. Unexpectedly, he gritted his teeth too hard and sat down on the ground. The peanuts he held high in his hand were scattered on his head and face. It's all covered in dirt.

"Hahahaha" Liang Jia laughed out loud seeing him like that.

Sun Qing and the others looked over when they heard the action, and saw the child picking up the peanuts with their hands. They laughed and said, "You are so smart. You pick them up with your hands. It just rained a few days ago. When the ground didn't dry, the peanuts came out with your hands, which was better than a shovel." Come on, why didn’t we think of this?”

Liang Jia stretched out his hand to pull him up and patted the dirt on his head.

Yan Ran threw away the peanuts in his hand, spat out a mouthful of dirt, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and swept the dirt on his face to feel better.

After this time of eating dirt, Yan Ran no longer cares about his own image. He just lets it go and lets go.

"Let's take a rest," Liang Jia said with a smile as he saw his deskmate squatting on the ground and carefully pulling out peanuts.