Picking Up a General to Plow the Fields

The three people came to the ground, and the old people have already been busy. The cotton in the hemp sack of hemp sacks was piled aside, and three or four people were busy loading and preparing to transport to the compound.

There are not enough vehicles in my house. Even Fangzhou has hired four more vehicles. There are two cars here, and there are three cars in total.

It was Wang Si who was in charge of the car. When they saw Ajian, they smiled and greeted them. A Jane smiled and nodded, leading Qiao and Lianhai to the cotton field.

At this point, the leaves of the cotton have fallen halfway, the branches and leaves gradually turn yellow, and at first glance, the white cotton peaches are more eye-catching.

Joe squatted on this large piece of cotton with white flowers and snow, and greedy light in his eyes. I can't wait for all of them to be their own.

She couldn't help but start to resent her indignation: Why is it that the cotton of this dead girl has grown so well that it is unfair to grow up like this?

This dead girl is really stingy, so much cotton, not to say that he sent a few hundred pounds to his home.

Hey, on the weekdays, the cousin’s cousin’s screaming is intimate, and it’s not the corner of the eye, nor the glance at the house.

Just rushing to her, I still want to touch my own light in the future, she dreams.

"This is how cotton looks really good and looks good." Even the sea has never been seen, and he has never seen cotton, but he is a scholar. How can he care about this kind of thing?

Ah Jane glanced at him and nodded and smiled. "Yes, Fang Zhou is really hard this year. If you don't have a bumper harvest, you can't say it."

"Fangzhou is very capable." Lianhai smiled and said: "We went down to the ground."

When A Jane thought about it, he smiled at Lianhai: "In fact, there are not one or two people. Otherwise, you are here to help count the package. It is not necessary to go down to the ground."

There are two people here who are responsible for stacking the cotton compacted mouths that people have picked up, which is easier than going to the ground.

Even if the sea reaches the ground, in order to show his attitude, it is natural to listen to Ajian. Besides, he is a scholar, and he has never been to the ground. He is really a bit awkward when he goes to the field.

Therefore, after listening to Ajian’s words, he secretly let out a sigh of relief. He smiled without hesitation: “That’s OK, let’s stay here, naturally listen to your arrangements”

"I am still in the ground, I am used to doing that," but Joe immediately opposed it.

Just kidding, she came to steal cotton, how can I steal it?

Ah Jian saw that she insisted on going to the ground, and did not say anything. She brought the two people in the past, and led Qiao to a Gu Jiazi of Linjia Village and said: "Just here, follow the direction of everyone. Pick before, don't walk around"

"I know" Joe was very dissatisfied with Ajian, and he had a feeling of listening to his orders, and his tone was a bit rushed.

Four or five women around Gu Yuzi couldn’t help but stop the work in her hand and glanced at her. They exchanged their eyes with each other: Who is this nephew?

A Jane didn't care, and walked away.

The women did not care. After looking at it, they lowered their heads and continued their work.

Picking cotton is paying by pounds, one pound of three pennies, some people can pick up three hundred pounds a day, almost one or two silver

The real time is money. So everyone cherishes time, whoever has time to gossip?

When do you want to go to gossip?

In order to show his own differences, Qiao deliberately put up a good waist, rubbed his shoulders, looked around, and saw everyone busy with his own, and no one took care of himself, could not help but disappoint, gently licking his nostrils A cry.

I thought about it again, this is also good, no one pays attention to doing things.

She picked it up slowly and pretendingly.

While picking, the eyes sneaked into the crowd and sneaked away, leaving the crowd farther and farther away.

"This nephew, you haven't picked it clean yet, don't go there." Gu Yuzi suddenly laughed at her.

Joe was shocked, and he turned his head. He was dissatisfied with Gu Zizi: "Who are you, you want to be idle?"

Gu Yuzi's character is good, and his heart is straightforward. This small piece of five or six women is under her control.

For convenience, which areas are picked up are roughly divided. Everyone knows that they have always followed.

As soon as Joe said this, everyone could not help but stunned and looked at her with surprise.

Gu Zizi couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, but she didn't want to delay the effort on the outside, but she still smiled and said: "The face is born, I have never seen it, it is the first day. Oh, this is no wonder. I don't know if even the girl asked me to take care of this piece. How to pick where to pick it is a range of regulations, not to run around, or else, tomorrow will not be used, it is not easy for us to make a few dollars, this opportunity It’s even more rare. The Lord’s family said, let’s say what we do, you’re right, you’re right.”

"that"

Joe wants to scream "What is the dead girl, why should I listen to her?" I finally remembered that the occasion was wrong, and I did not say anything.

Think again that the dead girl is a ruthless face. If you really drive yourself away, it’s not a big loss.

Then he slammed back and did not respond to Gu Zizi’s words.

The women exchanged their eyes with each other: Hey, what kind of thing is this woman? The people are so angry and talk to her, she doesn’t even put a fart.

Gu Xinzi's heart is also more irritating, but looking at the money, she did not care about her, see her back.遂 Continue your work.

All women are the same mind.

Where is Joe, the master of serious work?

Even if it was originally, it would not be possible at this time.

I saw that the cotton in Lianfangzhou’s home was so rich, and then I thought about the poor cotton that was soaked in the weeds in my own grass, I wouldn’t want to spurt out the fire in my eyes to burn this large piece.

She really wants to do some damage by the way, but unfortunately this cotton is not like rice, and it hits the grain and falls to the ground. No matter how she touched it, the cotton buds grew steadily on the branches, only leisurely swaying.

She would like to step on a few feet, but the stalks are not strong enough to step on, the branches are very strong, and she can't smash the power of death.

As a result, two hands were scratched and the cotton was scratched from the branches to the flowers.

Qiao's madness is dying, but he can only be mad, helpless.

Unwilling to stop the little action, Joe began to look for opportunities to hide cotton on his body.

At this time, the leaves of cotton have fallen off a lot, and the effect of blocking the line of sight is not good. As long as there is a heart, it can be clearly seen regardless of what the nearby people are doing.

This is why no one dares to be bold.

But who is Joe, how can she care about these?

Trailer: Soon Joe will die the last time, but not now, it’s fast.

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