"Ms. sir, you should take a rest. There is not much work left, so leave it all to me."

Leng Chongsheng shook his head. There was still a little finishing work to do, so he could just bear with it.

Zhu Qingqing didn't beg again and went to work again.

Qin Xiaoxiao wanted to help Zhu Qingqing, but didn't know how to start.

"Xiaoxiao, just sit next to me. I'll be fine soon." Zhu Qingqing was reluctant to let Qin Xiaoxiao do things. Leng Shengsheng told her that the whole family doted on Qin Xiaoxiao, and she would do the same.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Qin Xiaoxiao sat down and watched Zhu Qingqing do her work.

Leng Yingchun and Leng Yinghuan cut a lot of slender bamboos and ropes. On the way back, they saw a lot of wild cactus, so they happily grabbed some cactus.

"Is that grass for horses?" Leng Yinghuan asked.

"You'll know when the time comes to feed people!" Leng Yingchun laughed.

They wandered around the rice fields, which were about to bloom. They took notes before and after the flowering period and came back.

Without stopping for a moment, they wrapped the bamboo with ropes to form long bamboo poles, made five long bamboo poles, and made two long ropes from vines.

"Huanhuan, the flowering period of rice flowers is quite short. Tomorrow we can only achieve results under the bright sun. In one group, we asked Xiaoxiao to go to the city to find someone sent by the master. In another group, we selected a few people from the villagers.

Another set.”

Leng Yingchun felt that it would take at least a dozen people to form seven or eight rice-rushing flowers to complete it in the shortest time.

And they met many villagers on the road, and they all said that they were busy with their own work. Obviously, there were fewer people who could help.
Chapter completed!