Zhang Xiaoyue put down the spearhead and grabbed the potato seedlings with two white and tender hands and pulled them up. After pulling them for a while, they didn't pull them up. After using some strength, they still remained motionless.

Zhang Xiaoyue took a few breaths, tilted her head and looked back and forth: "It doesn't move, it can't pull it away."

"You pulled it back and forth and pulled it back and forth, and my mother couldn't pull it out."

"Sway?" Zhang Xiaoyue pulled the potato seedlings and shook them.

"It's not like that." The girl in the fort went over to demonstrate to her, grabbed the seedlings and shaking them while pulling them. The obvious soil on the ridge table moved. Although it didn't pull it up, a large piece of soil was shaken.

"The potatoes are here, dig from here." The little girl picked up the spear head and tugged down the crack of the shaking ridge. She dug out a piece of black soil. She could see the potatoes in two or three strokes.

Zhang Xiaoyue and another friend learned how to dig down the cracked soil. While digging, they turned their heads to look at Tang Doudou: "Doudou, we dug it."

"We have dug it up too. Sister Dahong is so awesome. She pulls out several of them, and there are still some underneath."

"We didn't pull it out, we couldn't pull it out."

"I can't pull it out either, I can dig. There are so many underneath."

Children in rural areas don’t need to stab the gun at all, they just start to dig into the soil.

The soil layer on the surface of the ridge is relatively hard, and the bottom is soft soil. When farming, all the stones in the fields have been picked out, so you are not afraid of hurting your hands.

"What should I do with this one?"

"Just pull it down."

"What about this seedling? Can it be eaten?"

"If you can't, just throw it into the ditch and wait for the leaves to be taken back to feed the pig. The pig is cute."

"Then will it eat this thorn?"

"It can't chew, so the cow can eat it."

Almost all the children in the city are playing and doing things, constantly asking questions, relying on the teammates in the fort as the main force. Looking at the Zhangjiabao team over there, they are used to doing it, and they are very quick to break up.

It seems that the children in the guest group lost almost at the beginning of the competition. However, there are adults who finally judged the winner based on the total weight.

In order to maintain the balance of the game, the adults in the fort cannot participate. The substitute adults in the fort are from the crew. It seems a bit sorry for these capable little guys.

"Oh, they are so fast." Zhang Xiaoyue, who had been looking around, found that the children in the fort had already dug up front.

"Don't talk, you have to dig quickly."

"It's okay, my dad is amazing. I'll catch up with him when I change my adults later."

"Your dad can dig potatoes?"

"My dad knows everything, but he's amazing."

"Then dig quickly, if you lose, there will be no sugar."

"It's okay, I have it, I have a lot, I'll give you some later, ah."

The adults watching the side listened to Zhang Xiaoyue saying there with laughter and tears. Zhang Yanming's old face turned red: "Xiaoyue, it's labor now, you have to be serious and do it quickly. You see, Doudou is faster than you."

"Okay." Zhang Xiaoyue stood up and looked at Tang Doudou's group, raised her fists and gestured: "Look at my invincible powerful Vajra Palm. Ahha."

As a result, the seedling tree I caught was easier to pull out. I suddenly threw the seedlings and potatoes into a big circle, and even the soil and potatoes flew around. Zhang Xiaoyue was also shocked and opened her mouth to look at the potato seedlings in her hand.

"I'm so awesome. I'm indeed a strong man."

"Oh, this tree is so good to pull, it's green. Get the ones flying out."

"What is a silly boy?"

"It's just that potatoes grow out of the soil and are buried shallowly."

"Huh? There are still shallow buried?"

The guests were watching the fun and the videos next to them, and the guests were amused by the little girl's appearance.

The cameraman shook his head, spit out the trash that was thrown into his mouth, looked at the camera, took a step back and continued to shoot: "Zhang Xiaoyue, you are going to lose."

"We won't lose."

Zhang Xiaoyue bulged her face and pulled out one.

This tree was not so lucky. After pulling it out for a long time, it didn't pull it up. It had to pick up the spear head and start digging: "Bad potatoes, let me dig you. Oh wow."

A potato was dug in half by the little girl, and the fresh white and tender potato meat was exposed and stained with soil.

"What should I do? It's broken."

"It's okay, eat the same thing. Be careful below."

Half an hour passed quickly, and the little girls were sweating. The girls were almost the same, with one or two trees apart, and the difference between the boy was big. The children in the fort were more than twenty or thirty meters away.

"Time is up, change people. Children come down to rest." The old man pretended to say 'Mandarin' and asked the children to come out of the vegetable field to change adults.

"Dad, you have to hurry up." The little girl raised her fist to cheer Zhang Yanming up.

Huang Ke also came on and took Tang Doudou. Tang Doudou obviously could see that he was a little unhappy, but the little girl was sensible and didn't say anything.

"In this way, I'll pull it out. You can collect it from behind and come together." Zhang Yanming couldn't stand the child's misfortune and made a decision directly.

The adults were all ready. "Start."

Adults are more laborious than children when they work, and they fight each other for fear of falling behind.

Zhang Yanming stood between the two ridges, pulled up with one ridge in one hand, and Huang Ke held two baskets behind him.

The benefits of being strong at this moment are too obvious. One hand and one tree is effortless. Moreover, he has done this before, so he will make the energy. The potatoes are basically pulled out, and not much falls from the soil. Then he can use his hand to find out.

Huang Ke just kept it behind, grabbed two baskets and followed, and checked whether there were any fish in the pit that had leaked the net.

Tang Doudou was the happiest, and he slapped his second uncle to cheer for his second uncle. Uncle II was so nice.

Don’t underestimate the job of digging potatoes. It’s really tiring. Potato seedlings are only a few dozen centimeters high, and you still have to use force to bend down and squat.

After more than twenty minutes, Huang Ke followed behind and felt his waist hurt so much, so he wanted to sit down and rest. Some of the other people on the crew had already sat down, and some were standing slowly moving their waists, baring their teeth and cracking their mouths one by one.

Only Zhang Yanming, the beast, was like a little motor, and the more he fucked, he became more and more convenient. He ran to the front and hugged the two little girls excitedly, jumped and screamed.

"Erming, please be careful and don't be able to win. If you hurt your waist, you will suffer." The old man was a little worried and reminded him.

The men in the fort nodded and called Zhang Yanming to take a break. No man in the countryside has a good waist, and doing work in the fields is too harmful to his waist.

Zhang Yanming knew that this amount of activity would not hurt himself. His usual running and squats were not in vain.

He waved his hand and indicated that there was no problem. He turned his head and looked at Huang Ke who was sweating: "How is it? Are farmers working hard?"

"It's bitter." Huang Ke sat down on the ground, regardless of the soil on his hands and body, and wiped his face with his sleeves: "It's so hard, I still pick it up, and my waist can't stand it anymore. I haven't experienced it before, so it's not easy for farmers."

"This is the lightest job, most of which are done by the children." Zhang Yanming pointed to the boys who were squatting on the ground and eating milk candy happily: "Digging potatoes and breaking corn, do you ask them if they feel tired?

It is much easier to harvest, and planting is the most tiring thing." Zhang Yanming picked up a potato and gestured: "Slice it open like this, and the bud eyes rush up, buried one by one, and covered the soil."

Huang Ke turned his head and looked at the hundreds of meters long ridges, let out a sigh, and nodded.

The conversation between the two people was faithfully recorded by the machine.
Chapter completed!