Except for the plains in the provincial capital, the land in other places is mostly scattered arable land reclaimed from the mountains downwards. In other words, paddy fields are reclaimed along the undulating hills and dents, so they can be continuous.

The sugarcane land of the 11th team occupied almost as wide as a mountain, and was quite large in scale. Everyone divided into groups and took tools to get into the sugarcane forest. Looking up, they could only see that the sugarcane on the edge of the cultivated land was constantly turning into a bare pole, and then it was cut down to expose the reddish-brown soil on the ground.

Zhang Damei took Rong Qian and Yan Lang into the sugarcane forest she and Rong Qian had. Before Yan Lang could say anything to Rong Qian, Zhang Damei seriously ordered Yan Lang to help her teach Rong Qian, "Anyway, you are fine now, let me teach Rong Zhiqing how to peel sugarcane leaves first."

Rong Qian felt it was a bit strange, but she didn't say much. The other party was busy working, so it was reasonable to make arrangements like this.

Yan Lang was worried about how to avoid his mother's eyes. He heard that he was sleepy and came to deliver the pillow. He quickly responded, then pulled Rong Qian and rubbed it for a while. Zhang Damei was peeling two rows of sugarcane leaves quickly disappeared in front.

Yan Lang looked over, then snatched Rong Qian's backpack and peeled the sugarcane leaves quickly, "Come in with me first."

After peeling it for more than two meters away, he was sure that no one would see it outside. Yan Lang stopped and took out a pair of sleeves, gloves and masks from his pocket. "Put it on first. The sugarcane leaves are very scratching, and itchy after it's over. This is what I took from my mother's sewing basket. When I came just now, I told my mother that she would use it for her friend, and she wouldn't care."

When Rong Qian heard Yan Lang want to tell his mother, he waved his hand quickly. Yan Lang was impatient and wanted to be angry, but he thought about the last time he reflected on Rong Qian. Knowing the difficulties of Rong Qian, he pressed his anger first. "I bullied you when I picked you up last time. My mother and sister taught me a lesson. I asked me to take care of you more often. Don't think about it. Originally, my mother told me to give you a gift and apologize when she apologized to you. I felt that it would be even more misunderstood when someone saw the gift, so I didn't agree. Don't worry, my parents and the second sister knew about it during this period."

Yan Lang lied and didn't make drafts, and he didn't know that he had said it inadvertently.

Rong Qian rarely heard Yan Lang's explanation so seriously. She looked up into Yan Lang's eyes and saw that the other party really only cared about nothing else.

He smiled with a bad face. Rong Qian didn't say anything else. He lowered his eyes and reached out to take it. He imitated what Zhang Damei had dressed up just now and put it on himself.

Yan Lang felt so soft when he saw Rong Qian so obedient, and his eyes were full of happiness. He smiled and reached out to help Rong Qian adjust the sleeves on his hand, "You can take this back and use it. The sugarcane will be chopped for two days. I will go to the orchard in a few days. Do you like eating red oranges? But that delicious is delicious, but it is easy to get angry. I don't know if the oranges are still there, but the moisture will be dried up after being frost..."

Rong Qian didn't say anything like before, no need, no need, no need. He just wanted to apologize. Rong Qian tried to peel a sugarcane leaf like Yan Lang just now, and pulled it up from bottom to top. In fact, it was quite easy.

After a while of distracting his attention, Rong Qian finally forgot the sourness that popped up in her heart. She turned to smile at Yan Lang, trying to make herself appear more sincere. "Yan Lang, if you treat me well because you want to apologize, you won't have to do this in the future. I have forgiven you. I will also answer this way when your family members ask. Don't worry."

If you didn't treat me well because of apologizing...

Yan Lang was stunned when he was thinking about how to give the oranges openly to Rong Qian. He didn't understand why this man said such words, and he couldn't hear the meaning of Rong Qian's words at all.

Yan Lang looked at Rong Qian calmly, Rong Qian lowered her eyes and smiled, then carried the basket that Yan Lang had just put under her feet, crossed Yan Lang from another row of sugarcane, peeled the sugarcane leaves and accelerated her pace and walked further and further.

Yan Lang felt that this person was really heartless. He worked so hard to please her for so much time that he could still say such words. The cold wind in his heart whizzed into it for a moment.

Yan Lang kept standing there, trying to wait for Rong Qian to find that he was unhappy and turned around and said soft words. When Rong Qian went further and further, Yan Lang's muttering became that as long as Rong Qian looked back at him, he would not bother with this person.

However, in fact, Rong Qian had never looked back once. After gradually getting to know the work in her hand, she disappeared at the end without raising her head.

Yan Lang felt abandoned and was in a bad mood. He always felt that he had been abandoned by this person before. When he came to his senses, Yan Lang realized that his nose had turned red with red eyes.

If you dislike me and don’t want me, just let it go! If you don’t leave me here, you will have a place to stay!

Yan Lang snorted and turned his head to leave the sugarcane forest and went up the ridge. He ran away with his own basket and tools on his back. His face was so heavy that he passed by someone else. Someone greeted him by him. Yan Lang just smiled reluctantly and trotted away.

"Just say that Yan Lang is not the material for work. Look at his face, there are many scratches and injuries. No wonder he is in a bad mood. Oh, I told you, don't rub the leaves down! The roots of the leaves wrapped on the sugarcane pole will dry if the sugarcane roots are stripped off!"

A woman in her fifties saw that she was just a blink of an eye and this female educated youth scattered her randomly again. She was so angry that she wanted to scold her. Her six-year-old grandson would not be so stupid!

He was scolded again. The smile on Gong Sitian's face was very reluctant, and she felt a scorching pain on her face. Gong Sitian knew that there must be a wound on her face.

Imagining the crisscrossing scars on my face, Gong Sitian was scared to tears.

She had planned it well and would have been her turn to return to the city after working for a few years, but she realized how difficult it was after she really practiced it.

Gong Sitian thought of the old educated youth in the educated youth site, with black and yellow faces and rough palms, and she felt scared. She didn't want her to become like that in a few years.

You know that when she was in the city, her skin was only considered medium-sized, but when she arrived here, she was just a little bit too high. Many young gay men would be stunned when they saw her smiling and talking...

Yan Lang left, and Zhang Damei only knew when she met Rong Qian alone on the way while peeling the leaves. Although she didn't know how the two separated, seeing that the youngest son left so quickly and seeing that Rong Qian's face was not very good, Zhang Damei thought about it and knew that it must be his son who made Rong Qian angry.

That brat was not at all worried. He was like a child who never grew up. If he continued to anger the little girl like this, he would not be willing to pay attention to him.

Zhang Damei sighed and called Rong Qian, "Rong Zhiqing, has that boy Yan Lang made you angry again?"

Rong Qian was not wary of Zhang Damei's sudden words, and was startled. She didn't care about the discomfort in her heart. She looked up at Zhang Damei in a panic, afraid that the other party would see something, "No, no, I..."

But when facing Zhang Damei's kind and tolerant eyes, Rong Qian couldn't say anything lies and could only keep silent.

Zhang Damei has already started apologizing to her son, "Langlang, that boy, has been spoiled by his family. He has never been interested in any girl since he was a child. When he was in school, he always despised the trouble of reading the letter. He sent the letter back directly and asked him what he wanted to say, just tell him directly. He just had no brains, but he was a good heart. Rong Zhiqing, don't be afraid of saying it out. If he makes you unhappy, you can tell him directly that he will change."

This made Rong Qian's face covered under the big mask turn red. Although the female classmate gave the letter and returned it to her, it sounded inexplicably happy. But what does Yan Lang's mother mean?

Rong Qian carefully denied it without any convincingly, "I just said a few words to Comrade Yan Lang so I won't be angry with him."

After thinking about it, Rong Qian was afraid that Zhang Damei would talk to Yan Lang again when she went back, so she bit the corner of her lips and hesitated for a moment, but she spread out and explained, "Aunt Zhang, Yan Lang had apologized to me last time, and I have forgiven him. In fact, you don't have to let him deliver things to me in such trouble in the future. It would be so cold at night, and it would be a bad cold. I already understand the feelings of your whole family, and I really don't have to be so troublesome."

Rong Qian felt extremely complicated. She had been very entangled for a while. On the one hand, she couldn't help but accept Yan Lang's kindness to her again and again, while on the other hand, she secretly despised herself for her behavior that was not reserved enough and she was moved by her heart.

However, today I knew that all the actions that moved her heart and moved were just done by Yan Lang due to the instructions of his family. He felt a chill in his heart and felt a sense of self-indulgence.

Zhang Damei heard the signs and couldn't help but ask, "He just told you that he was giving you things to you these days by our family?"

Rong Qian put her face away and tried to hide her emotions and nodded.

But when Zhang Damei laughed out loud, cursed a few intimate words, then said to her, "Rong Qian, that kid is embarrassed and lied to you. He has been secretly delivering things to you for a while. He probably feels embarrassed after delivering them. When he eats at home, he will pick up some vegetables and eat them without touching a piece of meat. As for the same food, he will eat as much as he scoops for you."

After all this, Zhang Damei didn't pretend to be confused. She told Rong Qian the fact that Yan Lang thought they didn't know about the fact that the three people in the family knew about it. Finally, she also admitted, "We all think that Rong Qian, you are a good-looking person and a cultural person. If Lang Lang likes you and treats you well, it's his own business. Of course, don't be too stressed. If you can accept it, accept it. It's okay if you can't accept it. It's normal for young men and women to have some contact."

Rong Qian was so embarrassed that she said this. If she couldn't accept it, why should she accept Yan Lang's kindness to her?

But after feeling embarrassed, a sense of sweetness surged in his heart. It turned out that Yan Lang really liked her, and everyone in his family knew about it.

The key is that his family has a good attitude, and like him, they are all very good people.

Zhang Damei has been here after all. Looking at Rong Qian's eyes exposed outside, you can tell what Rong Qian is thinking. The eyes were very dim just now, but now it seems like a kerosene lamp lit up. You can tell that the other party is in a good mood.

Unfortunately, my face was blocked by a mask and I couldn't see it clearly.

Rong Qian raised her eyes and met Zhang Damei's smiling eyes. She immediately lowered her eyes embarrassedly, turned her head and started peeling sugarcane leaves. However, because she was in a good mood, her movements were much lighter than before.

Originally, Zhang Damei peeled the leaves and stood between two rows of sugarcane, and then peeled two rows at one time, one left and one right, and Rong Qian also followed suit.

Now Zhang Damei simply squeezed over and stripped each other with Rong Qian, so that it would be convenient for her to talk together.

Zhang Damei didn't hide it, just talked about Yan Lang's childhood, or when a girl came to her house to find him when she grew up, he directly thought that the other person was quarrel and hid at home to pretend that there was no one.

Sure enough, Rong Qian was very immersed in hearing this, but her hands were not stopped. Her quick and unremitting appearance made Zhang Damei more satisfied.

Although the female educated youth from the city were a little weak, they were willing to do it as long as they were willing to do it. Whether they did well or not was the second. The main thing was to have a good attitude, not despise rural people, and not disgusted with rural life.

The author has something to say: Zhang Damei: What else can you do besides running away and crying? It's useless! [Dislike]

Yan Lang: Who is crying! I am not that I don’t stop talking nonsense!

Rong Qian: em, isn’t the point of the metaphor of your parents? It’s a big white goose and a kerosene lamp, I… Forget it, it’s pretty good [Strong Smile]

ps: Yan Lang, the second world, was still influenced by the emotions of the first world. After all, that world is the first world that the male protagonist has experienced in all his emotional experiences, and the male protagonist has also promised Rong Qian to remember her.
Chapter completed!