When he walked to the front yard, He Jiong saw Qin Shu carrying the mixing bucket, only revealing his feet, and asked worriedly: "Xiao Shu, why do you carry it alone? Don't shudder."

"Teacher He, it's okay, please help me open the side door."

He Jiong stood up and helped them hold the side door of the courtyard. Qin Shu walked upright before he could pass.

The three of them walked out of the courtyard and stepped onto the stone path. Qin Shu suddenly felt that the weight of the mixing bucket was increasing.

"Who is behind me?"

"What's wrong with me?" Tang Wuyou said.

"Did you put the mat on the mixing bucket?"

"No, I won't do such immoral things." Tang Wuyou laughed. He bullied Qin Shu and couldn't see it. He leaned on the other side of the mat against the mixing bucket to share the weight.

"Fatty, I believe you." Qin Shu didn't say anything and continued to leave.

Arriving at the edge of the rice field, he put down the mixing bucket and said, "Fatty, come here and do a favor and turn it over."

"How to do it?" Tang Wuyou walked over.

"You get in and help me hold on."

Tang Wuyou got in and reached out to push his hand, "It won't collapse."

"It can't suppress you even if it falls."

Qin Shu smiled badly, his hands slowly closed, and the weight of the mixing bucket gradually pressed on Tang Wuyou.

"Qin Shu, hold on, it's going to collapse!"

Qin Shu smiled and pretended to be surprised and said, "Fatty, I can't hold on! Don't resist, you can't hurt you even if you fall."

Tang Wuyou suddenly realized that Qin Shu wanted to hold him down.

He was already in the trap and was too late to say anything, and he didn't resist. As the mixing barrel gradually fell, it was finally completely covered.

"Fatty, fatty, is there anything wrong?"

Qin Shu jumped onto the mixing bucket and beat it on it.

"By the way, I can't hear it inside."

"Damn it, you're stubborn!" Qin Shu continued to knock. After a while, he saw that there was no movement inside. He jumped down and lifted the mixing bucket to check the situation.

As soon as he lifted it up, Tang Wuyou rolled out of it, showing a "ferious" look on his face.

"Qin Shu, you despicable villain, I'll kill you!"

He pressed Qin Shu to the ground and "ravaged". Qin Shu laughed and did not resist, asking him to vent.

"Fatty, I beg for mercy and please let it go."

Tang Wuyou let him go after he had 'ravaged' enough and said with a smile: "I will spare your life this time!"

Qin Shu stood up and turned the mixing bucket over. Seeing Zhang Zifeng, Song Xian'er, Zhang Jingyi stood quietly aside with a sickle and watched the show. She couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing standing? Cutting rice."

The three of them looked helpless, they would not.

"How to cut? Do you only cut the rice ears on it?" Song Xian'er asked.

"Stupid, only cutting rice ears, how can we fight?"

"You are stupid, we just ask you if we don't know."

"Give me the sickle and show it to you."

Qin Shu took the sickle, bowed to cut a nest of rice, and explained while cutting: "The cut position is close to the water, you must hold it with your hand, just put the cut rice aside. Also, stand farther when using the sickle, don't hurt yourself, do you understand?"

He didn't understand, nodded and slowly explored it by himself.

"Come on, look forward to you."

The three of them went down the field to work, their movements were clumsy, but it was a good start. At least the rice was cut, but if they were asked to cut it, they would probably have to cut it until the next season.

"Peng Peng, fat man, let's go and cut, otherwise it would be too slow."

"Um."

The three of them went down to the field with sickles, and their speed suddenly accelerated. The fastest one was Qin Shu, one knife at a time, and it was straightforward.

The six people worked together to cut one row after another, and although they were sweating profusely, they did not leave.

Qin Shu looked up and saw that only a small piece had not been cut.

"Come on, it's over soon."

The dawn of victory was right in front of me. Several people were full of energy and continued to cut. After nearly 20 minutes, Qin Shu cut off the last rice plant and all the rice in the field was cut.

The joy of victory appeared on their faces, and they looked at the rice lying in the fields, and felt a sense of accomplishment.

Qin Shu smiled and said, "Don't be busy and happy. Taking back the rice is the most difficult thing. Go ashore and rest for a while before doing it."

Several people returned to the pergola, He Jiong poured cold water for them, and after resting for half an hour, he returned to the field again.

Huang Lei looked at their left backs and smiled and said, "A group of people must have a leader. Only in this way can the efficiency of working can improve."

He Jiong and Zhou Xun nodded in agreement.

"Peng Peng is a little introverted and is not suitable for doing this. Qin Shu is very good. He has a personal charm and may achieve great things in the future."

Zhou Xun said: "Well, if you have this feeling, Tang Wuyou is also very good. He dares to go out independently and make a move by himself. He is also one of the investors in our movies."

Huang Lei and He Jiong were stunned and laughed: "Cut off all the things I said just now, and start over."

The two forgot.

"Xun, have you released a new work recently?"

Zhou Xun smiled and said, "Yes, it's called "The Legend of Flower Demon", which will be released on May 1st." She was talking about May 1st next year, when "The Life of Longing for" was also broadcasted to the public, and the two were not far apart.

"What's the name? I didn't hear it clearly just now." He Jiong pretended not to hear it.

"The Legend of Flower Demons will be released on May 1st."

"Who starred?"

"I play the flower demon, Xian'er plays my sister, she is also the flower demon, Chen Kun, Tang Wuyou and others."

After Zhou Xun finished speaking, He Jiong said it twice in person to help promote it.

On the other hand, Qin Shu and his six men returned to the rice field, worked together to carry the mixing bucket into the field, then put the rack in and surrounded the mat to prevent the rice from flying out.

"Qin Shu, what should I do next?" Tang Wuyou asked.

"The next thing is to thresh the chest and thresh the millet. Look, I will demonstrate it for you."

Qin Shu bent down and picked up a handful of rice, held it tightly with both hands, walked to the mixing bucket, raised the rice, and thumped it hard on the rack inside.

In an instant, the grains flew everywhere, hitting the mat, and then fell into the mixing bucket.

Qin Shu repeatedly beat the rice until the rice on it basically fell down, and then threw the straw aside.

"Have you done it before? It looks quite like that!" Tang Wuyou said.

"No, I have seen it online. It's not difficult to beat rice, just have the strength... Have you done this? Come and try it, you can fight at the same time."

"It's easy."

Tang Wuyou and Peng Yuchang picked up a handful of rice, imitating Qin Shu, and hit him with a bang.

"With some strength, the soft rice cannot be harvested. You can shout slogans, which will make you more atmosphere."

"What are you shouting?"

"Discuss yourself."

The two stopped and began to discuss the slogan with a murmur.

"You guys are optimistic!"

The two of them moved again, holding the rice one by one, fighting on the rack rhythmically, and shouting:

"Hey!" "Hi!" "Hey!" "Hi!"...

The slogan was shouting loudly, and Huang Lei, who was far away in the Mushroom House, could hear it. The only disadvantage was that he had little strength and lacked endurance.

At the beginning, it was full of freshness. The two of them thumped with all their strength. After a few hits, they couldn't do it anymore. They were sweating profusely and panting.
Chapter completed!