"Sand...sand...sand..."

The sound of rain outside the door was getting less and less. In the wooden house, the whole family sat around the dining table. There was a large bowl in the middle of the dining table, and the bowl was filled with the already cold pea paste.

The cow was injured and the whole family went out to plough the land. This was the food that my mother and little Nina got up in the middle of the night before.

Simple food is not delicious when it is steaming hot, and it is naturally even more delicious.

However, no one cared about such food by the dining table, and the family members did not have the big bowl in the middle. From time to time, everyone looked to the left side of the wooden house, almost everyone was smiling and their eyes were filled with joy.

"Los..." Old William's eyes never left the cow, "...Is there really no need to thank the pastor?"

"Father, you have asked for it for the third time!" There were too many things in the morning and there was no time to poach. Wu Qingchen was already hungry and had to chew the cold beans with a worry: "I must thank you... But it is not suitable now. When the cow's wound is completely healed and I can go to the field to work, we will go to church together."

"Oh...oh...go to church...go to church..." William nodded quickly, but the next question clearly showed that William did not listen to Wu Qingchen's reply at all: "By the way, Loss, how long will it take for the cow to be completely well?"

This is the third time!

Wu Qingchen lamented in his heart and swallowed the beans in his mouth with difficulty: "...I don't know how long it will take to heal completely, but it should take two or three days to heal the wound..."

"Two or three days...two or three days..."

Although it was the third time that Wu Qingchen had just finished speaking, the old William next to the dining table still couldn't help but smile. On the other side, Jacqueline, Idra, Grace, and Little Nina, who had already finished eating and was cleaning up the mess on the ground, also smiled immediately.

Just two or three days!

The most important time of farm work, the most important labor force recovers half a month early. How important and lucky it is for a poor farmer family.

"Father...father..."

Next to him, Idra, whose face was full of joy, swallowed his last bite, put down the wooden spoon, looked at the wooden bowls that were almost moved in front of Old William, and whispered: "...Father, the third time the bell is about to ring... Look..."

"Oh...oh...the third bell...the third bell...the third bell!"

The next moment, the family saw that Old William sat upright, grabbed the wooden bowl, waved the wooden spoon quickly, and opened and closed his mouth quickly. What was even more surprising was that the mushyness of the wooden bowl disappeared quickly, and Old William's eyes never moved away from the direction of the cow.

"Bang!"

"Okay!" In less than a minute, Old William put down the empty wooden bowl, stood up, and ordered without looking back: "Jaclin, pack up the table, Idra, Grace, carry the Told's plow truck..."

Half a minute later, old William, who stood next to the cow, quickly glanced into the wooden house. The dining table had been packed, and Idra and Grace also lifted the plow truck.

"Okay... let's go!"

The family stepped out of the wooden house and just walked out of the wooden door. Old William suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind. When he turned around, Wu Qingchen stood behind him and held a wooden elm in both hands.

"Los..." Old William frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Go to the field..." Noting that William's gaze was on Muqi, Wu Qingchen shook his hands gently, and his voice was a little confused: "... That's right? I can't use the plow truck alone, I can only use this to dig the soil..."

"Dig the soil? Get the land? No, no..." Old William quickly shook his head: "What soil is digging! What kind of soil is going to go! Make a fool of yourself..."

While saying that, Old William reached out to grab the Mu Lu that Wu Qingchen held: "Go back, go back quickly, take good care of the cow in the afternoon, and don't worry about anything else..."

"Father...wait...father..." Wu Qingchen retreated repeatedly before avoiding William, "Don't worry... The pastor taught me that the next time he was cured was at night... It's still so early now, there's nothing to do, and there's nothing to take care of... Father! Don't...wait...father! I'll go to church later! Maybe the pastor hasn't finished teaching yet... heal the cows!"

"Pastor! Heal the wound!"

Hearing the last sentence, Old William, who was originally struggling for Muluo, suddenly stopped and let go of his hands.

Wu Qingchen quickly stood several steps away, "Father, I'll leave first. The bell is coming soon after the third time. You guys can go too..."

As he said that, Wu Qingchen held the wooden elm, walked around his family, and quickly walked towards the east of the village.

"Father……"

Seeing Wu Qingchen's figure getting smaller and smaller, Old William was still standing there intently staring at the sky, looking anxiously at the gradually brighter sky. Idra whispered: "Father, let's go?"

"Yeah, let's go." Old William came back to his senses and took steps.

However, after only two steps, Old William stood up quickly and turned to pick up his younger brother and sister with difficulty, preparing to go to the lord's common daughter together. "Nina, put Pavo and Kalma home. Don't go to work in the afternoon, just stay at home, watch the cows, and wait until the bell rings in the evening and start preparing supper..."

"...Dinner? Father...wait..." Nina, who had just turned around, immediately turned around and pointed to the steaming pot in the wooden house, above the raging fire, and said: "If you cook, what should I do with the herbs in it? Do I pour it out?"

"No, no!"

The others shouted at the same time, and Old William even pulled Little Nina's arm hard, "Don't fall down! In the afternoon, you have to see this pot of herbs... Oh, why did you forget to ask such an important thing? Grace, go and ask Ross, what should I do if the herbs in the pot..."

"Okay...father...father..." Grace's voice became less and less. When Old William just ordered, Grace had already rushed out and vomited the last syllable. When he was already running on the muddy village path, his legs were fast, and he could not tell that he had experienced the heavy farm work for the whole morning.

Of course, no one went to see it.

The whole family's eyes were focused on the right side of the wooden house, and eight eyes stared at the boiling pot. The wooden house was quiet. Only when the fire broke out or the turbid liquid rolled, would a few heavy breaths sounded.

Time suddenly became very slow.

In just one or two minutes, the few people felt as if a long time had passed. Finally, a series of loud footsteps sounded outside the house. The footsteps approached quickly, and Grace rushed back to the house panting.

"How is it?" Old William couldn't wait to grab Grace's shoulders without having a long sigh of relief as everyone else, "What do you say about Los?"

"Los said... said...huh...huh...huh..." Grace gasped heavily, his face very painful: "It's nothing, there are still many herbs to boil water. You can pour out the potion when cooking, and boil it again when healing the cows at night. If you want to use it now...no...huh...huh...huh... can also pour out now..."

"No! Can't pour it! What if there is not enough herbs at that time, or if there is a problem with boiling it again at night? Can't pour it!" Old William waved his hand seriously and turned to his daughter: "Little Nina, remember it. You must guard the pot in the afternoon and boil the fire. Don't worry about the firewood!"

"And... you don't have to worry about cooking at night, or you don't have to worry about it! When I come back, I will go to Richard's house to make excuses..."

"Or...we might as well continue to eat cold food..."

"No matter what, eating in one or two days is a trivial matter... The biggest thing is to cure the cow!"

"You must remember... I'm optimistic about the cow and the fire..."

"Look at the pot and don't let other things fall into it!"

"By the way!..."

After turning back one step and giving instructions countless times, the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and I couldn't delay it anymore. Old William finally led his wife and two sons to run quickly towards the direction of the master's commoner.

In the wooden house, he turned quickly to the cow, sometimes to the iron pot, sometimes to the fire, sometimes to the fire, sometimes to the crying brother and sister on the bed, with a cautious face, trembling, and even creepy little Nina almost burst into tears.

I was wrong! I will never say that it is hard to plow! Father, brother, I am going to work in the field!

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Half an hour later.

To the west of the village, a small hillside was hidden beside several shrubs with dense branches and leaves. Wu Qingchen put down the ellipse and alternately massaged the numb muscles of his arms and thighs according to the coaching team's teachings.

Both hands and feet are very hard.

First of all, his legs. Within just over forty minutes, Wu Qingchen left the wooden house, ran to the east of the village, and then went around a long circle to the west of the village.

Then there were hands. In just forty minutes, the streams on the east side of the village, the wooden bridges on the west side of the village, the steep slopes on the corner of the hillside, and the paths on the valleys of the village were all left with Wu Qingchen waving the wooden elm, moving the stones hard, and pulling the branches and thorns.

In fact, there are still eyes. When completing all this, Wu Qingchen always pays close attention to the situation around him and activates all the sound traps along the way. Once he hears the movements or sees the figures of villagers from afar, he will immediately hide without revealing any trace.

Now, these hardships will soon be rewarded.

Looking at the large group of oxen that appeared in the distant corner and gradually approaching, next to the hillside shrubs, Wu Qingchen slowly raised his eyes.

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Five minutes later.

Looking at the large group of plowing oxen that were closer, next to the screen, Li Ziping, Jiang Fengming, Huang Xing, Ji Mingming, Xie Yang, Li Zhenxing, Chen Wenming, Huang Zhong, Boris, Abdul, Johnson, etc.

Millions of staff, tens of millions of soldiers, and hundreds of millions of people held their breaths at the same time, and their faces showed nervousness, fanaticism, excitement, and excitement...

as well as……

A vicious sneer.
Chapter completed!