When we got to the field, everyone was busy breaking sticks.

The rough corn leaves soon made several cuts on Susie's hand.

There was no bleeding from the small, shallow cut, but I just felt a burning pain in my palm.

Tian Xiaohui and Zhao Tingting are similar.

Several people remained silent and worked hard.

As the morning passed, Susie felt that her arms were so sore that she could no longer lift them up.

After working for a whole day, Xu Zhiqiang recorded six work points for each of them. Even Tian Xiaohui had nothing to say, because those female co-workers who had eight work points were always so fast at work.

After dinner, Susie lay on the bed. After a day's work and not enough food to eat, she really didn't have the strength to move.

There was pain and discomfort in every part of her body, and Susie closed her eyes and endured it silently.

She remembered that she used to be on the set when filming. In the middle of winter, the director told her to go into the water without hesitation. She fell off her horse and endured the pain. She got up on her own. The muscle strained due to the strain of the muscle, so she put on a plaster and continued filming.

It was with this fierceness that she carved her way in the entertainment industry and became a first-line female star.

She believed that this physical discomfort was nothing and she would get used to it in a short time.

Just as I was thinking about it, a burst of sobbing suddenly came from beside me.

Su Qian identified it and found out that it was Tian Xiaohui who was crying. She must have been in pain just like her and couldn't bear it.

The crying became louder and louder, and Su Qian had to get up from the bed, walked over and lifted Tian Xiaohui's quilt, "What's wrong?"

Tian Xiaohui hugged Su Qian's legs and said, "Si Qian, I was wrong. I shouldn't have suggested going to the countryside to join the queue. Farm work is too tiring. Is this a human life? I feel like I'm going to die, woo woo woo

, I want to go home, I miss my mother."

Susie said calmly: "If you really want to go back, write a letter to your mother and ask her to find a way for you."

"Your mother is a doctor in the hospital. By spending some money and asking someone to find connections, she should be able to get you back home."

Tian Xiaohui's cry was choked, and she let go of Su Qian, "If I don't go back, I can't show my mother any shame. If I go back, they will have to control me even more."

"Although it's hard here, it's free. No one cares about anything I do."

She wiped away her tears hard and raised her fist, "I, Tian Xiaohui, will not be knocked down by such a little difficulty!"

Susie was amused by her innocence, and her physical fatigue and discomfort seemed to disappear a lot.

She turned to look at Zhao Tingting, who was sitting by the bed with a calm expression. She also felt sore all over, but she knew that she had no way out. She had no choice but to endure it if she wanted to go back to her home in the city.

Susie said softly, "You will get used to it after a while."

"The members of the team are human beings just like us. If they can do it, we can do it in the future."

Suffering is meaningless, but when you have to endure suffering, you need to give yourself a reason to persist.

Zhao Tingting nodded calmly, "I know."

Susie was about to go to bed and continue to lie down, but suddenly there was a sound of "stab, tack, tack" outside the room.

"What's the sound?" Susie turned and looked out the window in confusion. The window was made of frosted glass and she couldn't see anything.

Zhao Tingting opened the door and went out, and saw Qiao Mu sitting on a small stool, splitting bamboo in the yard.

Susie walked to the door and saw it too.

Zhao Tingting couldn't help but ask, "Qiao Mu, aren't you tired? You have been doing farm work for a day and you still do this?"

Qiao Mu didn't look back, "Tired."

"Then why don't you go to bed early?" Zhao Tingting was puzzled.

The tree split a piece of bamboo and said, "Just be tired if you are tired. No one will die anyway."

Tian Xiaohui heard Qiao Mu's words in the room, and her face turned red when she thought about her useless energy just now.

Susie walked up to Qiao Mu and squatted down, "What can we do to help?"

Qiao Mu looked back at Susie and said, "No, if you think about what else you want, tell me and I'll make it together."

Susie actually likes these handicrafts with ethnic flavor. She also bought a few small bamboo baskets and boxes at home, which are very exquisite and can be said to be works of art and are expensive.

She saw a bamboo thorn stuck in Qiao Mu's finger. She stretched out her hand to pull it out and shook her head, "I don't have anything I want. A bamboo dustpan is enough."

Qiao Mu looked back at her again but said nothing.

Susie squatted and watched for a while, then went back to the house and lay down.

When Susie woke up in the morning, she saw that a bamboo had turned into many thin bamboo strips, which were neatly stacked beside the courtyard wall.

Last night she fell asleep to the sound of tingling, tingling, and she didn't know when Qiao Mu would do it.

Having breakfast in the kitchen house in the morning, Susie asked Qiao Mu, "When did you go to bed last night?"

Qiao Mu took a sip of porridge and said, "I don't know, I don't have a watch."

Yuan Gang added, "It was very late anyway, I was already asleep, and I vaguely heard someone opening the door."

Su Qian glanced at Qiao Mu and said disapprovingly: "Whether it's making a basket or a chair with baskets, it's not something that you need to worry about. You can just wait until the farm is free to do it."

"Nowadays, the intensity of labor in a day is so high. You have to fetch water after work and stay up all night to chop bamboo. Can your body bear it?"

Qiao Mu paused while drinking the porridge and nodded slowly, "Okay, I won't do it anymore."

After breakfast, I went to work and continued to crack sticks today.

Perhaps practice makes perfect, Susie's speed was much faster than the previous two days.

In the afternoon, when it was almost time for work to end, Xu Zhiqiang came over.

He looked at Su Qian a little embarrassed and said, "Su Zhiqing, my mother asked you to come to my house for dinner."

Susie's mind turned several times in an instant, "Why did you ask me to eat?"

Xu Zhiqiang scratched his head and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that my mother likes you very much. When she went back yesterday, she nagged herself for a long time, saying that she liked you as soon as she saw you, and she liked you from the bottom of her heart."

He lowered his voice and said, "My mother killed a chicken today and specially asked you to go to dinner."

Susie had not planned to go, but when she heard about killing the chicken, her mouth started to salivate.

She swore that this was just her physiological reaction.

She can completely refuse such temptation rationally.

Xu Zhiqiang continued: "Let's go. If you don't go, my mother should scold me."

Su Qian hesitated for a moment and thought, she might as well take this opportunity to find out whether her biological father has anything to do with the Xu family.

If it doesn't matter, she is just scaring herself, and she can interact openly with the old lady and Xu Zhiqiang in the future.

If it was relevant, then she would have to think about it carefully.

Susie nodded, "Okay, then you wait for me, I'll go back to the collective household to get something."

Xu Zhiqiang said: "I'll go with you."


Chapter completed!