Chapter 7
An Ning stood in front of An Guoming like an old hen guarding its chicks, with a serious face.

Lin Cuihua confirmed and asked: "He really didn't want it?"

"I really don't need it, the second brother borrowed it."

An excuse made An Guoming, who was moved by the younger sister to protect him, stop laughing halfway, and Lin Cuihua, who was just about to let An Guoming go, suddenly became angry.

"Stinky boy!"

Lin Cuihua was about to slap An Guoming behind An Ning, but An Guoming ran away, and An Ning blinked.

She got it wrong?

"You little bastard! You waited until home!"

An Ning looked at the angry Lin Cuihua, and asked eagerly, "What is the bastard?"

A question made Lin Cuihua's mouth open and close, and she finally said: "Your second brother's nickname!"

"Oh……"

An Ning realized that she knew the meaning of the nickname, and it was said that it was a pet name given by her family.

She kept it silently in her heart, walked out of the hospital with the angry Lin Cuihua, and saw the smiling An Guoming on the side of the road after a while.

But Lin Cuihua glanced at him, turned her head with a cold snort, and strode away, out of sight and out of mind.

An Guoming, who had no right to speak, touched his nose from behind, lowered his head and followed the girls in front, but this was going too fast?
Could being angry help you walk faster?

On the way back, the three of them walked all the way back without encountering a donkey cart.

A country road more than two meters wide, with many stones on it, and the ruts left after the rain, are full of potholes.

Lin Cuihua was anxious to go back to earn centimeters, and An Ning was even more excited when she thought that she would be able to work in the fields when she went back. The two walked faster and faster, and An Guoming suffered from behind.

His physical fitness is very average, there is nothing wrong with him, but he is not good at any sports by nature.

An Guoming, who was behind, was tired and shouted:
"Mom, little sister, can you two slow down!"

Lin Cuihua looked back in disgust and said, "A big man, don't you want to lose face!"

An Ning looked at Lin Cuihua, who walked faster after speaking, and she stopped and waited for An Guoming, adhering to the concept of mutual help.

When An Guoming caught up, he looked at An Ning with relief and said, "I knew little sister..."

"Don't worry, little bastard, men are not ashamed of being weak."

After comforting An Ning, he caught up with Lin Cuihua in front of him in a few steps, leaving An Guoming alone in a mess.

That well-behaved and kind little girl, what did you just say?
Who is the little bastard?
After resting for a while, An Guoming, who was in a daze, walked quickly to catch up with the two women in front. When the three returned home, they were not much slower than riding in a donkey cart.

Lin Cuihua returned home, put down the cloth bag she was carrying, changed her clothes and was about to go to the ground.

"An Ning, at noon, you cook some sorghum rice and a few potatoes in the pot."

After Lin Cuihua finished speaking, she threw off a yellow scarf, folded it in half into a triangle, put it on her head, tied it around her chin, and was about to go out.

An Ning immediately followed and said, "I'm going to the ground, I'm not weak, I can work."

An Guoming, who had just entered the gate, received a second blow from his own sister, and immediately shouted: "I'm not tired, I'm not tired at all!"

An Ning walked up to An Guoming who was standing upright, and seemed to confirm something and shouted:
"Mom—Little Wang Baduzi said that he is not tired and can go to work in the fields, and he will come back to cook at noon."

Lin Cuihua staggered and almost missed the door frame. What did her daughter say?

An Ning didn't know what effect her words had at all. Instead, she hurriedly walked towards the gate, and when she reached the gate, she still didn't forget to turn her head and shout, "Hurry up, let's go to work!"

Lin Cuihua hurried to catch up with An Ning, so that she could explain to her what happened to Xiaobaduzi, so she shouldn't talk nonsense next time.

An Guoming in the yard completely ignored An Ning's address, and slapped his own mouth with one palm.

"Let you owe it, let you owe it, wouldn't it be good to light a fire and cook some food at home!"

On the other side, An Ning, who came out of the door, waited for Lin Cuihua with shiny eyes and a beating heart.

"Girl, you can't call your second brother little bastard."

"Why? Isn't it a nickname?"

Lin Cuihua looked at the sincere peace in her eyes, and said in a strange way: "That is a nickname that only adults can call, you can't call it when you are young."

"Okay, I get it now."

It turned out that he wanted to call someone younger than himself.

Lin Cuihua nodded, feeling relieved for the time being, took An Ning to the work place, and first found Accountant Liu who kept the work points.

"Accountant Liu, the three of us are going to work in the fields."

Accountant Liu held a small notebook in his hand, glanced at An Ning who had never worked in the fields, and asked Lin Cuihua, "Your family, An Ning, also went to the fields?"

Lin Cuihua glanced at An Ning, she didn't really want An Ning to work in the fields, she was only eighteen, she couldn't stay at home for a few years.

An Ning, who was next to her, noticed Lin Cuihua's looseness and immediately said, "Mom, Accountant Liu, I want to work, and I want to farm with everyone."

When Lin Cuihua heard this, let's do it, or she will go to her in-law's house in the future, and she can't do anything.

"Accountant Liu, let her do it. Every penny you earn is one penny."

Accountant Liu naturally had no objection, and took a pen to write something in the small book, and said jokingly, "An Ning has a high level of consciousness, maybe he is better than your second brother!"

As soon as An Guoming from the back came over, he heard Accountant Liu's words, he has provoked someone, isn't it just that he works slowly and earns less work points?
Seeing Accountant Liu agreed, An Ning thanked him excitedly, and assured him, "I will work hard, and I will definitely be better than my second brother."

Accountant Liu was amused by An Ning, and An Ning happily followed Lin Cuihua, followed by the sighing An Guoming, and the three of them took their tools and went to a corn field.

"I'll take the three ridges here. An Ning, you can do two ridges first. Once you get started, you can do more."

An Ning didn't speak, just nodded seriously and stared at Lin Cuihua.

Lin Cuihua was holding a long-handled hoe in her hand, facing the weeds in the cornfield, sending and pulling the hoe, the grass was shoveled off and thrown aside.

She stood in the middle alone, working on the three ridges. An Ning observed for a few minutes and was about to try.

She stood in the middle of two ridges, the hoe was sent to the left ridge, her arms were stretched out, the hoe went out, dropped, and pulled.

"Hahaha! Little sister, you are digging holes and planting trees!"

An Guoming, who was on the side, pointed to the small pit left by An Ning that was half a palm deep, and smiled happily.

An Ning frowned, raised the hoe again, and then lowered it.

"Little sister, look at me, the second brother taught—"

Before An Guoming finished speaking, he saw An Ning reach out his hand for the third time and drop it. This time it was perfect and there was no pitfall.

Next, An Guoming stared blankly at An Ning, whom he had laughed at just now, with a swipe to the left and a swipe to the right, and the speed swished past him, and then passed Lin Cuihua.

An Guoming, who was behind, was confused.

Didn't you just do it?
Younger sister, you seem to have lost face by working like this.

(End of this chapter)

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