Chapter 399

What?!

Zhang Yanping opened his eyes wide in horror: "Do you have a lot of work?"

"How could I not?!"

Wu Lei was so anxious that his voice was loud.

"I start picking vegetables at 4 AM and pick until 6 AM. After breakfast, I go to the mountain to pick watermelons, and I have to move them to the truck, picking until 9 or 10 AM. It's so hot at noon, and I finally get to rest for a while, but it starts again at 3 PM, and this time I have to work until—"

He paused: "I only pick watermelons until 5 PM this time, but I still have to feed the ducks and clean the duck shed... My schedule is just too full every single day!"

He complained.

"How can you be like this?" However, Zhang Yanping stared at him and let out a long sigh: "Isn't your life good enough right now?"

"Me, life is good???"

Wu Lei pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Yes, it's you."

Zhang Yanping opened his phone: "Look, you can search for any vegetable farmer's video; whose family doesn't start picking vegetables at one or two in the morning?"

"Tantan only arranged for you to start at 4 AM purely to take care of you, because she was afraid you wouldn't be able to handle it if you got up too early. She doesn't even care about the customers' demand for morning vegetables!"

"You only pull them to the city at 6 AM, and by the time they are sold, it's past 7 AM... have you ever considered how dissatisfied the city customers are?"

Actually, the city customers weren't dissatisfied at all.

Because they used to sell vegetables even after 9 AM, and now that it's advanced to 7 AM, they can catch up with other fresh stalls in the market; everyone couldn't be more satisfied.

But Wu Lei didn't sell vegetables, so how would he know?

"Also, look at the people we hired to mow the grass. You pick watermelons until 9 or 10 AM, and they are eager to work until 11 AM! They run to the water puddles at 3 PM, and there's no shade there, while there's shade everywhere on the mountain!"

"If you compare yourself to them, you'll know how good Tantan is to you!"

In fact, because the water puddles were just catalyzed by spiritual energy, and the sedge grass itself was quite cool for weaving mats, everyone huddled in the water puddles, blown by the wind, and honestly, it wasn't that hot.

As long as you wear your hat well, it's fine.

However, everyone didn't know the reason and just thought it was because it was next to the pond, so there was a cool breeze.

And... 300 yuan a day, it's hard work, but the money is good too!

But Wu Lei didn't know, he only had... never mind.

Just pondering this for a moment, it seemed he was indeed being quite unreasonable.

But... but it's really tiring!

He eats more and more every day, and the strength in his body is used up more and more cleanly. By the time he comes back to send a message, he can't help but doze off.

He finally has some free time, but he doesn't just need to comfort his girlfriend; his game level is also very important, short videos are also very interesting, and there are his brothers. Hearing that he is working in his hometown, he has to maintain his face...

One thing after another...

Wu Lei walked away dejectedly.

Closing the door, Zhang Yanping also breathed a sigh of relief—it wasn't his wish to sacrifice Wu Lei, but those farm tasks really needed someone to do them.

There wasn't much work, so hiring someone wasn't cost-effective. But if Wu Lei didn't do it, wouldn't it be him, Yanping?

Zhang Yanping picked up his phone and looked at his face, which was dark but exceptionally smooth and delicate—

He, Yanping, is he the kind of person who does this kind of farm work?

He is much more obedient than Wu Lei!

At 5:30 PM, Song Youde rode his tricycle happily to the door and shouted: "Tantan, move your car to the side, I'm going to dry some grass outside. There's too much, I can't dry it all over there."

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"Okay."

Song Tan started the car nimbly: "Grandpa, don't you need my help?"

"No need, no need!"

Song Youde was happy: "It's just a little bit, and your car can't go down there, so it's more convenient for me to use the tricycle."

They hired many people today. Didn't the forecast say it would rain the day after tomorrow? It's just right to dry it for two more days, and it should be about enough.

While spreading the grass to dry, they turned over the previous piles of grass.

And just at this moment, a strange figure suddenly swayed over on the road.

A thin and tall girl, her skin very fair in the sunlight.

She stood at the gate, looking at the grass filling the yard and the brand-new big house, hesitating at this moment: "Excuse me, is this the old Song family that grows Cherokee roses?"

The old Song family that grows Cherokee roses?

Song Tan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "It is."

But she saw the girl twitch the corner of her mouth, and then her legs went soft, and she collapsed directly onto the pile of grass!

Whoa!

This gave everyone a fright.

Song Youde even threw away the rake in his hand:

"Oh my! Hurry, hurry, see what's going on!"

He panicked a bit when he got close: "This has nothing to do with us—Tantan, has the surveillance for our yard been installed? Did it record this? We didn't touch her!"

Song Tan had already hurried over. Just as she put her hand on the girl's neck, she saw the girl open her eyes again and say weakly: "I'm fine, I guess I have a bit of hypoglycemia."

Good heavens, this scared everyone to death!

Seventh Uncle didn't say a word, quickly fetched a bowl of hot water, and stirred two large spoonfuls of thick brown sugar into it:

"Come, come, Tantan, use a spoon to blow on it and let her drink it slowly."

Song Tan half-supported her, kneeling on the pile of grass, while hurriedly feeding her the brown sugar water.

Until half a bowl was down, a faint blush appeared on the other party's pale face:

"Sorry, I scared you all."

"It's okay..."

Everyone wiped away cold sweat.

Zhang Yanping heard the commotion upstairs and rushed down to take a look—the person was lying on the pile of grass!

His hair stood on end, and he looked angry:

"You!"

He said angrily: "How can you not know you have hypoglycemia? You just collapsed at my house! If something happens, are we being wronged or what?!"

Fortunately, the other party eased up. At this moment, she supported herself with one hand on the pile of grass and actually stood up slowly: "Sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect it myself, maybe I was too tense today..."

As she spoke, she smiled at Song Tan.

"Hello, I'm the one who asked about the Cherokee rose on TikTok. I studied Traditional Chinese Medicine, the kind with a license..."

Whatever kind of medicine it is, let's get her inside to rest first.

Wu Lan was still a bit nervous: "Girl, I see your face is quite pale, do you need to take some medicine? Should we go to the hospital to check?"

The one who came was Guo Dong.

She really wasn't prepared—she had had hypoglycemia since she was a child, and it had actually been well-regulated for many years, but she hadn't eaten for a whole day before leaving today, and then she had been rushing around, her mind tense.

It just so happened that the mountain road was bumpy, and she vomited for a while after getting off the car...

And so, she held her breath until she reached the village, paid the driver, asked for directions, and walked and baked under the hot sun for a while...

And she couldn't hold on anymore.

In short, this first impression was exceptionally profound.

Guo Dong looked at Zhang Yanping, who was still fierce and taking out his phone to record, and felt a bit embarrassed:

"I'm fine, it has nothing to do with you, it's just that I came too hurriedly..."