The cicadas were screaming endlessly, as if they were tireless.

The grass on the roadside also hunched over its "proud" forehead, like an eggplant made from frost, without any energy.

There are still people in the fields. Even if the hot sun shines directly on people's ragged linen clothes that have been moistened by sweat, it still cannot stop their "passion" of their work.

From ancient times to the present, people have suffered from a common "disease", that is, laziness.

However, in this era, those who are "ill" will be starved to death, and no one will sympathize with you.

With a "pop", the sound of the shoeboard pulling on the butt egg made a sound, covering the cicada's chirping.

"Little bastard, can you not go to the ground to work and wait to go to the toilet to climb feces? If you do this, even crawling feces can't catch up with the heat."

Lu Weiguo looked at his son in annoyed manner. Since he fainted in the field a week ago, his son has become lazy.

At first, he thought his son had not recovered, so he specially carried the only old hen in the family and laid ten eggs for half a month. He took advantage of the darkness to go to the captain's house and exchanged for his son Lu Feng to rest for three days.

Who would have thought that after the three-day holiday, Lu Feng would not even use a hoe when he went to the ground again. Several of the bean seedlings had been dug up by him, and this matter had already reached the ears of the village party secretary.

Now, everyone else has gone to the ground, and Lu Feng is still lazy under the shade of the tree, and is reported again. After Lu Weiguo learned about this, he left his hoe and ran to the shade of the tree in anger. Without saying a word, he came up with a shoe.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Lu Feng was shocked by the sudden spanking and roar. He touched the butt that was hurt by Lu Weiguo, and looked at Lu Weiguo with confusion.

"Get out of the ground, everyone else is working, you run to the bottom of the tree to be lazy.

Do you know that someone has reported it to the village party secretary and you will be deducted work points."

When talking about the next sentence, Lu Weiguo's voice became much smaller, and his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. I don't know if he was dissatisfied with his son Lu Feng or those talkative guys in the village.

"Ah, then I'll go down to the ground now."

Lu Feng nodded helplessly and agreed to follow his father to work in the fields.

As an only child who is pampered and dignified, Lu Feng was definitely the treasure in the family before "coming" this body.

However, fate seemed to be a joke on him. His originally smooth life turned around at some point and brought him back to 1976.

At first, he thought he hadn't woken up, and he always wanted to go back when he woke up again. Who would have thought that every time he opened his eyes, he saw the house made of thatch and adobe, which made him feel desperate for a while.

As time goes by, he finally accepted this very ridiculous reality. There are two ways in front of him, one is to do nothing, and with the continuous development and progress of the times, he eventually becomes the lowest member of society. Every time he thinks of his life facing the loess and facing the sky, Lu Feng feels a chill that surges in his heart.

So now he only has one way to go, not restraining his current life, and using this era of gold-picking to create his own glory.

However, now he dares not to make trouble at will. After all, at this time, the old man has not yet drawn a circle, and private transactions are still a serious crime of speculation. Now he can understand the characteristics of this era, wait for the right opportunity to complete the most primitive wealth accumulation in time.

"Oh, Young Master Lu has gone to the floor? Didn't Lao Zhao have a holiday for you? Why didn't you go back to lie down? It's so hot day, how comfortable it is to lie back? You won't be exhausted when you go down to the floor?"

Lu Feng, who was interrupted by his thoughts, stopped a middle-aged man in the field, supported the ground with a hoe, put his hands on the hoe, looked like he was watching the fun.

Everyone else in the field also stopped and looked at the father and son of the Lu family with a look of watching the excitement. There was no way. The Lu family was the least one in Zhaojia Village. The entire village was only one in Lu Weiguo's family, and the rest were 60% of the surname Zhao, as well as others with Zhang and Wang.

This is the case in the countryside. When a family with a few surnames in the village will be bullied by people with more surnames in other families. What's more, the Lu family is still an outsider. There was no one with a surname in the village before. It was not until thirty years ago that Lu Weiguo's father, who was Grandpa Lu Feng, brought three people to Zhaojia Village to take root.

Thirty years have passed in a blink of an eye. Lu Weiguo has become a father, and the old man and the old lady have left one after another. The Lu family has only four people, and Lu Weiguo's husband and wife will be Lu Feng and his sister Lu Lihua.

This also caused the Lu family to become the target of bullying by other surnames. Fortunately, Lu Weiguo had been in the village militia for more than ten years before, and the man was one of the first and second years old, so no one dared to really make him angry, but he usually spoke sarcasm and sarcasm without any worries.

What's more, it was Lu Feng's fault this time. He was dizzy when he got into the ground for the first time. After he got it, he was lazy and got the work points, which made others feel resentful and angry.

"Uncle Ermin was joking. I'm not a young master. If I were young master, you wouldn't be able to eat a bite of food. After all, you're hoeing the floor like an old cat washing his face."

"Old cat washes his face?"

Zhang Ergou was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't react for a long time what Lu Feng meant. After all, he didn't even graduate from the second grade of elementary school.

"Ergou, this kid said that you hoe the ground and you are just ghost drawing talismans."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone laughed at the joke. After all, rural cats are the most common animals. Even in this era when poor people are unwilling to enter the house, many families still have cats. After all, there are always one or two mice that are not afraid of death, so it is still necessary to keep a cat.

Therefore, it is very common for old cats to wash their faces, just grab them with a few strokes.

"You boy..."

"What are you doing? After finishing your work? Don't want work points?"

Before Zhang Ergou could finish his words, he was interrupted. When he heard the sound of his speech, Zhang Ergou quickly picked up his hoe and continued to hoe the ground.

"Zhang Ergou, let me see that you don't work and rest again, so don't think about your work points."

Zhao Hu snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Zhang Ermin in his tone. However, Zhang Ermin didn't even dare to show off his anger, but kept nodding.

There is no way, whoever lets the captain control their "food rations" - work points, and more importantly, he is really deducted work points, and he can't even find a place to reason.

Because the village party secretary is Zhao Hu Laozi and the village chief is Zhao Hu's godfather Wang Guoqing. So in Zhao Hu's name is true.

"Is Xiaofeng okay? Do you want to take another two days off?"

Zhao Hu came to Lu Feng, reached out and patted his shoulder, and asked with a smile.

The reason why Zhao Hu was so polite was that Lu Weiguo and Zhao Hu were both from the town militia team, and the two of them worked together for several years.

Another reason is the eggs that Lu Weiguo gave away a few days ago.

Although Zhao Hu is a second-generation official and has no worries about food and drink, it is impossible for him to have eggs every meal in this era. Those ten eggs are the daily expenses of many families for a month.

The two pieces combined together made Zhao Hu take great care of Lu Feng, not to mention that there was no work points for rest, so that the food was distributed at the end of the year could be divided into a little more. After all, no matter how small the flies were, they would still be meat.

"Thank you, Captain Zhao. My kid is fine, so you don't need to rest."

Before Lu Feng could speak, Lu Weiguo, who was standing beside him, quickly refused to say for Lu Feng. He was a little afraid that his stupid son would really agree to go back and rest.

"Okay, you father and son do it first, I'll go there and take a look."
Chapter completed!