Fang Mengdie thinks of any possibility that Fang Menglong suddenly and inexplicably gets up so early and stealthily leaves home to do something.

For example, Fang Menglong and a group of his friends ran to provoke right and wrong, or to find trouble, or to pick up girls.

Thought of countless possibilities, but did not think of this.

Fang Menglong, the second generation ancestor who was born and grew up so big, with open clothes and open mouth, went to the fields early in the morning to cultivate. Seeing Fang Menglong waving his hoe in the fields with energy, Fang Mengdie felt inexplicable sadness in her heart.

Look at the fat man, Yan Hu and their second generation of rich people, just like Fang Menglong. Although they are sweating on their faces and foreheads, and wearing clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan, they are waving hoes to dig the land in the countryside. They are also laughing. Fang Mengdie is really confused, stunned and at a loss.

I don't understand what's going on. I want to break my head and I don't understand why these second generation of rich people, who are doing nothing but mischief, have become like this.

On the side of the path, two old farmers with hoes were walking by, sucking at the front door, looking at Fang Menglong and them who were working in the countryside.

He grinned and showed his yellow teeth.

"Oh, hey, it's time to plant sweet potatoes. They've only started to dig the land now. Tut Tut, it seems that they bought this piece of land two years ago. They said they wanted to engage in rural tourism, but then they didn't do anything. It's been so scarce for two years. What's the matter? Water in your head? Why did you come to dig the ground yourself? "

"Well, yesterday afternoon, I watched them run over in a luxury car and collect two hundred yuan from the village with a hoe. I didn't know what they were doing at first, but I was going to dig the land myself."

"Tut Tut, in less than a long time, the second generation ancestors, who had not made great efforts, could not stand it. They were crying and crying to go home one by one."

"Don't talk about it for a long time. You can see that in less than an hour, their delicate hands are going to blister, and they are all gone in an hour and a half."

Two old farmers in the village passed by laughing.

Fang Mengdie listened to the words of the two old farmers in the village. She blushed, wrinkled her lovely nose, and hummed: "I look down on my brother too much, an hour? Hum, I bet Fang Menglong can last two hours. "

After that, Fang Mengdie saw that the two villagers turned their heads and looked at themselves one by one in bewilderment. She blushed and pretended to look at the scenery. She turned away from the two villagers.

Until the two old farmers in the village left, Fang Mengdie was relieved.

I'm afraid that the two old farmers in the village will recognize that they are the sister of one of their useless second generation ancestors. What a shame.

It was a relief to see the two old peasants in the village disappearing.

Turning to Fang Menglong who is digging the ground, he saw Fang Menglong scream. He threw his hoe on the ground in pain. He raised his hands in pain and looked at the blisters on his hands. He grinned in pain.

When Fang Mengdie saw this scene, he grinned. Just now, the two farmers in the village said that Fang Menglong would blister in an hour and leave in an hour and a half.

The two old farmers in the village really exalt Fang Menglong, the second generation ancestors of them who have been well-dressed since childhood.

It's not half an hour since the blister began to appear on the hand.

Fang Mengdie sighs and waits for Fang Menglong to leave. There are blisters on her hands. In Fang Mengdie's opinion, Fang Menglong will never continue to work.

Who knows, let Fang Mengdie feel shocked is, Fang Menglong ran to the car, got a layer of gauze, wrapped the palm, even laughing again and fat they continue to dig.

Fang Mengdie was stunned.

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Is this my brother who has no tenacity no matter what he does?

Frowning, I thought that Fang Menglong would give up soon. Who knows, even all the rich second generation have blood blisters on their hands, but no one left. Everyone seems to be well prepared. They all bring gauze and medicine in the car. They fool themselves into bandaging their palms, and then they continue to dig the ground.

Looking at Fang Mengdie, she felt that her outlook on life and world had changed 180 degrees.

How could that be?

Until noon, the two old farmers came back with hoes and saw that the rich second generation were still working one by one.

The two farmers could not help but be surprised. They all grinned and showed their yellow teeth. They laughed and gave thumbs up to Fang Menglong, who was sweating.

"Awesome. We thought you couldn't hold on for an hour. We didn't expect that you've worked till now. It's good, it's good."

"People are iron and rice is steel. You can't work all the time. You have to eat when it's time to eat at noon and have a rest when it's time to rest. Otherwise, you will have no strength in the afternoon."

"Do you have anything to eat? If not, go to my house and have some food. I'll cook for you. "

"There are not many city people like you who can still work in the fields."

Hearing these two old farmers say so, Fang Menglong's faces are full of happy smiles. For the first time in his life, someone sincerely praised them and gave them a thumbs up.

Although the whole body is very painful and tired, Fang Menglong seems to be full of joy.

Happily, he nodded to the two farmers, and really followed the two farmers to their home. On the way, Fang Menglong saw Fang Mengdie and was surprised.

Fang Mengdie pulls Fang Menglong to one side, frowns at Fang Menglong and asks, "you're brain sick. What's going on?"

Fang Menglong didn't want to explain, but he said that he had suddenly returned to human nature. Fang Mengdie just didn't believe it, so he had to tell Fang Mengdie about the 20 trillion project Chen Sanqiu had said.

Also a face excited to room dream butterfly said: "twenty trillion, sister, if we make it, tut Tut, absolutely glorious."

Fang Mengdie

Staring at Fang Menglong, they followed the fat man excitedly. They went to the old farmer's home to have a meal, and then looked at the 200 mu field, and the corners of their mouths were puffing.

He stamped his feet angrily, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Sanqiu, you son of a bitch, have come to my home. Who are you bluffing about the 20 trillion project? What's the most hateful is that Fang Menglong has even sent a special letter."