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115 Something is wrong

The next day, early morning.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the rolling hills that can't be seen at first sight; the green grass, the gurgling streams, and the breeze rustled through several tall trees.

Taking a deep breath, a stream of air with the fresh smell of soil and plants flowed into the nose smoothly. Looking up at the sky, the layered white clouds could not block the bright sunshine. A breeze blew, the branches of trees swayed and rustled, and the cool air gently stroked the arms and face.

Obviously, this is the place where Wu Qingchen first entered the Middle Ages.

The difference is that when I stood here again, Wu Qingchen no longer sweated profusely, his face was covered with stains, his body was sore, and he no longer talked to him, confused and shocked, and hesitant.

Wu Qingchen's current situation is much better.

Upgraded to a cowherd family, Wu Qingchen/Lose, based on safety, physical strength, and merit... In short, it consumed some of the right to speak. After strong suggestions, Old William finally reluctantly changed his work and rest time. Wu Qingchen finally didn't need to go out to work before dawn.

For example, today, I was resting beautifully until the sky was shining with a glimmer of light, and Wu Qingchen left the bed and rushed to the church.

It was not until the sky was completely bright that Wu Qingchen returned to the wooden house and had a lot of hearty breakfast with the old William, Idra and Grace who had been busy in the new residence.

Then, a group of four people led three strong bulls and quickly plowed two small pieces of land they passed along the way, and then came to the newly opened wasteland that Wu Qingchen saw for the first time when he first entered the Middle Ages.

The main labor force of the family is here, which means that during the summer season, the work of Wu Qingchen's family has been basically completed.

With sufficient oxen service, the complex preparations for the summer service were eliminated. For more than ten years, the farm work that seemed to never see the end was finally caught by the old William's family.

Such a milestone achievement can be like other ordinary villagers who encounter ordinary happy things, find a baker to make a few pieces of black bread that is so hard that it can knock off teeth, or find a winemaker to make a few glasses of ale that emits a rotten smell, and just fool your stomach and be fine?

Of course not!

Such brilliant achievements, such great achievements, of course, must be equally brilliant, equally great celebrations, or a way of gratitude to match them!

And the greatest and most brilliant object of the entire medieval world is unique.

"dominate……

My beloved father...

The God I believe in...

I want to sing to you...

I offer you the most sincere poems...

In the fertile land you give..."

At this moment, in the remote wasteland far away from the village, Wu Qingchen led the singing, Old William, Idra, and Grace stuttered in learning, a sincere praise poem echoed melodiously with the summer breeze.

“In the fertile land you give...

I bent down deeply and pulled out the weeds...

I swung my pickaxe heavily and flipped through the soil...

Pull away the sharp blades...

Avoid the fragrant flowers…”

"Okay! Let's get here first, stop, stop!" Wu Qingchen gestured, and his father and brothers stopped quickly, "Okay, it's much better than yesterday! But there are still many mistakes..."

"First..." Wu Qingchen pointed at Idra, "Brother, bend down deeply! You are wrong here... "Shen Shen" do you understand? In the Holy Book, "Shen Shen" has many meanings, and here refers to..."

As he said that, Wu Qingchen slowly squatted down, while bent down, using his legs moving forward as a fulcrum, and through continuous adjustments of his own movements, the gravity of the leaning forward of the upper body is cleverly decomposed into downward vector force - so as to pull out weeds more easily and forward vector force - so that he can move forward more easily.

"Well! I'll give it a try!" After all, I was already a veteran who had worked well in farm work. After reading it for more than a dozen steps, Idra felt a little bit in her heart. Under the comparison of Grace beside her, she bent down and began to pull the weeds "deeply" out.

In about ten minutes, Idra mastered the "word" of "deep", or in other words, he mastered a scientific labor action from the 21st century on Earth.

"Okay, it's your turn..." Wu Qingchen pointed at Grace again: "Come on, sing to me: I bent over 'deeply' and pulled out the weeds..."

Grace stuttered and next to him, Idra simulated the comparison movement.

After about ten minutes, Grace also met the passing standards of the movement.

Next, in the third ten minutes, the three brothers joined forces, and Old William quickly mastered the "deep" in the holy scriptures.

After "deep", "wave the pickaxe", "turn it open", "push it away", "avoid"...

One after another, one after another scientific labor movement, was "directed" by singer Wu Qingchen/Laus, and was "directed" to the family of the Middle World.

New actions and new standards naturally have a great conflict with the labor habits formed by the old William and his son for many years. Coupled with the intermittent stop and explanation, just in terms of labor efficiency, the newly opened work in the wasteland at this moment has not only not accelerated, but has been a little lower than usual.

However, both William, Idra and Grace, both learned very seriously, and did not raise any objections from beginning to end, let alone a single strange statement.

The reason is also very simple. Compared with cleaning houses, washing tools, opening wall holes... these "waste time" just to make yourself feel more comfortable, learning to sing chants also requires extra precious time, but the benefits are clear at a glance and far-reaching.

For the old Williams family, they suddenly became a cowherd family. Although they had begun to enjoy the material aspects, their psychological construction was far from being completed.

The cowherd mansions that followed, preferential treatment for the affairs, favors the villagers, and piles of gifts... The novel changes that can be encountered almost every day, and the courtesy attitudes of the vast majority of villagers. Except for Wu Qingchen, other family members, after the incredible ecstasy, were worried that they would not be able to do it, fear that they would disappear suddenly, fear that they would make mistakes... and other confusion, nervousness, and fear of gains and losses were the true portrayal of theirs.

Therefore, Wu Qingchen's first thing every day is to go to church, clean himself every day to avoid smuggling the men, or even to his own home to harm people's beehives. His family provided Wu Qingchen with the greatest convenience.

Learning to sing hymns is another opportunity to directly flatter the pastor. For the new cowherd family who are actively moving towards the organization - no, and actively moving towards the church, it is of course a great opportunity to perform.

Besides, in order to make up for the expected time loss, before coming to this newly reclaimed wasteland, three times the oxen were used when we plowed the other two small pieces of land on the way. Old William felt that this could not only take back the wasted time.

Just like that, sing for a while, stop for a while, teach for a while, and be busy for a while...

When old William and his sons all mastered the first two sections of the first "The Psalm", the newly reclaimed wasteland was almost busy.

Wiping the forehead was significantly less sweat than usual. Old William looked around and saw that his sons had a very rosy face and breathing was quite smooth, and they were not as tired as they usually sweat. Especially Little Loss, who was standing under the cold shade of the nearby trees at this time. A breeze blew, and in the wasteland, Little Loss raised his head and showed an extremely comfortable smile on his face.

In the past, it was so hard for the children.

Old William sighed softly and looked up at the sky.

The sun is still far from the highest place. Old William roughly estimated it in his mind, and then was surprised to find that even if he had passed by two small pieces of land before, he did not use three times the ox to grab time, and the work in the new wasteland today was generally not much longer than the time he had been working hard before.

this……

this!

This...if the time when Loss stopped to teach in the middle was also removed...

This...or if you and your two eldest sons are more proficient in their movements...

Thinking of this, Old William was extremely surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he quickly felt relieved:

After all, this is the farm work trick that Los little learned from Master Playa!

This is a farm trick from "The Psalm"!

Can the master work like an ordinary farmer?

If you can’t do your work easily and quickly, can you still be considered a master?

He is worthy of being the pastor!

It is worthy of being the "Christmas" of the church!

Well, it's not in vain that Ross will go to church every day...

After thinking about this for a while, when Old William continued to work, his energy became a little bit bigger, and the chant he hummed in his mouth became a little bit more energetic.

When the sun finally reached its highest point, the hymn tutorial of that day was finally completed, and all the work in the wasteland was cleaned up. Old William walked back to the direction to the village with his three sons.

The path below the feet became wider and wider, and busy figures of villagers gradually began to appear on both sides.

Walking on the road, Wu Qingchen always felt something was wrong.

To be honest, from yesterday, or even the last few days of staying in the medieval world, when Wu Qingchen walked in the village, he began to feel something was wrong.

"Hey, William!" "Hey, Idra!" "Hey, Los!"

This is a way to say hello to my father, elder brother, and myself, and it seems normal.

"Grace! Look here...how are you doing today's work?"

"Hey, Grace! Can you help dig a mud ridge when you come here in the afternoon?"

"Brother Grace, it's very hot today. Come to my house to have a drink..."

"Ri'an, Grace... The young man is very energetic!"

"Grace! Grace! Wait for me, I'll go there to work too!"

Well...this is the way to say hello to Grace...

Something is indeed very wrong!

Something is getting worse!

Just as he was thinking about this, he walked around a small forest and had two beehives hanging, and appeared in Wu Qingchen's eyes.
Chapter completed!
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