Be able to observe up close, or even participate in part of the treatment tips for plowing ox...

Dean had never cherished the time of his labor so much. He even wanted to control his eyelids to stop beating, so as not to miss any detailed picture.

In this way, before I knew it, there were only the last few left without being cleaned up.

As he walked slowly into another cowshed, Dean held the ox hand in hand. Compared with the beginning, Dean's arm slowed down a little without a trace; at the same time, no one noticed that when he led the ox to leave the oxshed, Dean's footsteps also quietly slowed down a little.

Through this little time that I had worked hard and the serfs cleared the gap between the two cowsheds, Dean tried his best to recall the details of the previous cowshed cleaning, and then immediately compared and verified the details with the next cowshed cleaning that was about to be carried out: first move the grass, yes, then remove weeds, yes, then burn thorns, yes, then drive bed bugs, yes, then fill in rat holes, yes...

Looking at the steps of the serfs working in front of him, and orderly comparing and verifying the details he remembered one by one, and gradually heading towards the end, Dean not only did not welcome him, but instead he was confused:

Do you really remember something that you remember for a short time? Even if you remember it now, can you still remember that night? Do you still remember it tomorrow?

Even if I still remember it at night, I still remember it tomorrow. So what will happen in a month? How many months? Even how many years?

Could it be that I, a helper who is not even an apprentice, participates in the secretly taught cattle treatment skills. Is this a moment of confusion and not understanding its importance?

Could it be that Los did not have time to mention something and accidentally leaked the secret?

Will I be discovered tonight when I steal art, and then be beaten by the Los family and kicked out of the village, and never have the chance to get involved in cattle-treating skills again?

No, no, now is not the time to think about these things!

Even if you are beaten up, even if you never have the chance to get into the skills of cattle curing again, the tricks that can make Xia Shi's heavy burdens and rejuvenate and full of energy are worth the hard work of staying in Akerli Village!

"Ah... it's done so soon..." A slightly familiar voice suddenly came from beside him.

Dean turned his head suddenly, and at some point Pamela stood beside him.

Didn’t this sender from Akerry’s village keep helping Idra?

Dean blurted out his doubts: "You...why did you come out? When did you come out?"

"I've come out long ago... I called you when I came out..." Pamela squeezed her eyes and pointed to the bullpen and smiled: "However, I called you several times, but you didn't seem to hear it. Just remember to stare inside and peek!"

"What! No..." Dean's face turned red in an instant: "...I didn't! I didn't peek... No...I mean! It's not that I came over to peek!"

"Okay, okay... it's not you who came to peek on purpose..." Pamela patted Dean's shoulder, asking the latter not to be so excited: "No, this is the sender of Ouri Village, and also a pair of fast legs... This is Elmo/Gent, the cattlewoman of Ouri Village, I just picked up the helper companion from the entrance of the village!"

Dean, who felt guilty, realized that there were two other people standing beside Pamela.

It’s not for Dean’s fault. These two people are so unpresent.

Since the time they approached the bullpen, the two of them could no longer see Dean in front of them, could not smell the stench of the bullpen, and could not hear the conversation between Dean and Pamela.

All the minds of these two people were immersed in the cowshed that had entered the end of the cleaning. All the attention of these two people was placed on the newly renovated cowshed and the cowshed. After cleaning the ox, they were energetic.

Dean suddenly realized that Pamela did not lie to him. When the lucky Akerie sent the letter passed by, he probably looked like he was infatuated.

The last cowshed was cleaned up in the eyes of the letter senders and cowherds from two different villages.

Idra shouted and shouted for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. While grabbing the wooden bowl next to him, he asked Pamela to tell Dean and Elmore, and asked them to lead the serfs to clean up the grass that was drying outside.

This is exactly what Dean and Elmore's specialty. The two cowherds helped to cheer up their spirits and sorted the overgrown grasses and led the serfs to reband and stack them according to different freshness levels.

Halfway through these work, another group of people walked to the cattle shed and greeted Idra and others who were resting in the cattle shed.

"Father..." "William..." "Jaclin..." "Grace..." "Pamela..." "Los..."

When Dean and Elmo, who were busy deciding the grass, heard the last name, quickly raised their heads.

"Ah, Master!"

The next moment, the two cowherds who had just raised their heads took off their hats, lowered their heads deeply, and stared at their toes.

"Haha..." A chuckling sounded around him. Pamela's voice was the loudest. After laughing, he said loudly: "Rise your head, this is Los. You guys who climbed the mountain road for a few days to help the worker!"

The laughter of the people around him and Pamela's introduction were not like a joke. Dean slowly raised his head and looked at Los in front of him.

The Los in front of him - the real cowherd they were about to help him, was cleaned up all over his body, hoods, robes, wooden shoes, and every piece of clothing was neatly tidy. Such cleanliness and such neatness could easily make people ignore the old clothes and layers of patches on his body when they first looked, leaving only a deep and decent impression on him.

Like what my father learned from the pastor, Loss was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and was at the awkward age of being the one who ate the most, hungry the fastest, but did the least work.

When he was in the village of Froland, Dean saw many poor children of this age. They always looked miserable as if they had never been full, and their faces always looked yellow and even pale.

But Los in front of him was completely different. His cheeks were rosy, his forehead was shining, and his skin was filled with a healthy luster, just like he could eat hearty food every day!

Loss's body was not very tall - this was probably the only similar thing to the poor people in Dean's memory - but this small body was actually quite strong, and the less fitted outer robe was tightly attached to Loss, showing the bulging muscle profile below.

The most eye-catching thing is that among a large group of villagers who bent over, hunched their backs, tilted their heads and legs, or held their bodies, the decent, rosy, healthy and strong-body Loss was always straight (which made him look taller than he actually was), and his bright eyes always firmly captured several strangers from outside the village.

The calm demeanor and awesome gaze were the main reasons why the two cowherds helped him quickly took off their hats and bowed when they saw Los at first.

"I'm Los, thank you for coming and helping you. From Froland Village, well... and Ori Village, you have worked hard all the way."

Although I have figured out that the person in front of me is only Los, not a "master", I can't tell what the reason is. When Los spoke, the two cowherds and the two letter senders from other villages who may not have any interaction with Los in the future all tried to make a serious and respectful attitude.

"Ah, it's not that much..." "There are people who send letters to lead the way, and the road has been smooth..." "It's okay, it's all the way you're used to..."

After Pamela's translation, the cowherd helper and the sender quickly said that "it's not too hard."

"Well... After the cattle were injured, there were always a lot of things in the livestock shed. I was given a house by the master, and there was a lot of work there..." At this point, Los paused for a while, waiting for Pamela to interpret the visitors from the two villages respectively.

After all the people nodded to show their understanding, Ross said again: "Now that the two cowherds and helpers have arrived, let's leave one here to help my brother take care of the cattle, and then come with me to go home and bring the cured ox over."

Pamela translated again, and the two cowherd helpers nodded again.

"Okay, then, who stays now and who goes with me?" Los asked the last question.

Hearing Pamela's final translation, Dean felt a little excited: Go home with Loss and take the cured ox!

What a rare opportunity!

Maybe you can watch up close or even directly participate in the treatment of plowing oxen like before?

Just as he was about to blurt out and walk with Los, Dean suddenly saw Idra's figure from the corner of his eyes. In an instant, his father's emphasis and reminder to himself again and again, and once again, suddenly surged into Dean's heart:

When you arrive at Ecre, you should be your helper honestly. Don't just come to Ross if you're fine...

The solution is on the Loss brothers...

Look at which brother Los is less sensible, so I will teach him more tips for taking care of the cattle...

"I'll stay!" The moment when I spit out these syllables, a string of extremely similar syllables came to Dean's ears:

"I'll stay!" Elmo, a cowherd helper from Ouri Village, made the same choice.

Froland's helper/the cowherd in Ouri Village didn't rush to go to the Loss home to see the ox cured?

The two cowherds helped look at each other in surprise, and then gradually gained some vague understanding from each other's equally surprised gaze. Finally, the two smiled tacitly and looked away from each other.

At the same time, when the two cowherds heard the choices in unison, and when they saw the subtle interactions between the two cowherds, Wu Qingchen/Lose was also a little strange.

However, there are still many things to be busy with next-

The cleaning work of the cowshed has come to an end, but the original cowherd's house still needs further cleaning. He asked the manager to borrow more than a dozen serfs who were storing the cowshed to organize it, and took the opportunity to take the lead in the cleaning. Now we have to arrange the best way to use these free labor in our minds.

——Now, you can’t squeeze out valuable brain cells to guess the idea of ​​the cowherd helper who just met the first time.

As for what are your intentions...

Wu Qingchen/Lous raised his right hand and gently touched his hood, aiming the palm of his hand at the locations where the two cowherds helped him.

After making this secret code that communicated with the Earth Staff Team, Wu Qingchen knew that the two cowherds in front of him would be arranged to an analysis team of experts from various ways, with at least 500 people.
Chapter completed!