Fang Mengdie thought of the possibility that Fang Menglong would suddenly and inexplicably get up so early and sneak out of the house to do something.

For example, Fang Menglong and a group of his friends went to stir up trouble, or to find trouble, or to pick up girls.

I thought of countless possibilities, but I just didn't think of this.

Fang Menglong, this second-generation ancestor who has grown up to be so big, has clothes to open his hands, and food to open his mouth, actually ran to the fields early in the morning to farm, and watched Fang Menglong waving his hands in the fields with enthusiasm

He swung the hoe hard and dug the ground. Fang Mengdie felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Look at Fatty again, Yan Hu and his group of second-generation rich people are just like Fang Menglong. Although there is sweat on their faces and foreheads, they are wearing clothes worth tens or hundreds of thousands, just in the countryside.

Waving a hoe to dig the ground and talking and laughing, Fang Mengdie was really confused, stunned, and at a loss.

I don't understand what the hell is going on, and I can't even figure out why this group of rich second generation people who usually do anything other than misbehave have become like this.

Two old farmers carrying hoes passed by the side of the road. They were sucking at the front door and looking at Fang Menglong and others who were working in the country fields.

He grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

"Ouch, it's time to plant sweet potatoes now, and they've just started digging the land now. Gee, this land seems to have been bought by them two years ago. They said they were going to do rural tourism, but then everything changed.

I haven’t done it yet, and it’s been like this for two years. What’s going on? Are you out of your mind? Why did you come here to dig the ground yourself?”

"No, yesterday afternoon I saw them driving over in a luxury car and getting a hoe for 200 yuan from the village. I didn't know what they were doing at first, but it turns out they came to dig the land themselves."

"Tsk, tsk, within half a day, they, the second generation ancestors who have never put in any effort, will definitely not be able to bear it. They are all crying and screaming to go home."

"Don't talk about it for a long time, you see, within an hour, their delicate little hands will have blood blisters, and they will all be gone in an hour and a half."

Two old farmers from the village laughed and walked past.

Fang Mengdie listened to the laughter and chatter of the two old farmers in the village, her face turned red, she wrinkled her cute little nose, and snorted: "You look down on my brother too much. One hour? Huh, I am gambling on Fang Mengdie."

The dragon can last for two hours."

After finishing speaking, Fang Mengdie saw the old farmers in the two villages turning their heads and looking at her in confusion. Her face turned red with embarrassment. She hurriedly pretended to be looking at the scenery and turned away from the two villagers.

old farmer.

After the two old farmers in the village left, Fang Mengdie breathed a sigh of relief.

I was afraid that the two old farmers in the village would recognize me as the sister of one of the useless second generation ancestors they called me. It would be so embarrassing.

Watching the two old farmers in the village gradually disappear, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning to look at Fang Menglong who was digging the ground, he saw Fang Menglong scream and throw the hoe in his hand to the ground in pain. He raised his hand with a painful expression and looked at the blisters that had appeared inexplicably on his hand.

, grinning in pain.

Fang Mengdie grinned when she saw this scene. The old farmers in the two villages just said that Fang Menglong and the others would have blisters in an hour and leave in an hour and a half. Now it seems.

The two old farmers in the village really praised Fang Menglong and his group of second-generation ancestors who grew up in fine clothes and fine food.

Not even half an hour after this, blisters started to form on my hands.

Fang Mengdie sighed and waited for Fang Menglong to leave. There were blisters on her hands. In Fang Mengdie's opinion, Fang Menglong would never continue to do this.

Who knew that what shocked Fang Mengdie was that Fang Menglong actually ran to the car, got a layer of gauze, and after wrapping his palms, he laughed again and continued to dig the ground with Fatty and the others.

Fang Mengdie was dumbfounded.

this······

Is this still my younger brother who opens his hands when it comes to clothes and opens his mouth when it comes to food, but has no toughness no matter what he does?

Frowning, I thought that Fang Menglong and the others would give up soon. Who knew that even all the second-generation rich people had blood blisters on their hands, but no one left. Everyone seemed to be fully prepared.

I brought gauze and medicine with me in the car, bandaged my palms, and then continued to dig the ground.

After watching this, Fang Mengdie felt that her outlook on life and world view had completely changed 180 degrees.

how so?

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

The two old farmers couldn't help but look surprised. Each of them grinned, showing their yellow teeth, and gave a thumbs up to Fang Menglong and the others who were sweating.

"It's amazing. We thought you wouldn't be able to hold on for an hour, but we didn't expect you to be able to do it until now. Not bad, not bad."

"People are like rice and steel. You can't work all the time. You have to eat when it's time to eat at noon, and you have to rest when it's time to rest. Otherwise, you won't have enough energy in the afternoon."

"Did you bring anything to eat? If not, go to my house and eat some. I will cook for you."

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

Hearing what these two old farmers said, Fang Menglong and the others had happy smiles on their faces. For the first time in their lives, someone sincerely praised them and gave them a thumbs up.

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Although they were in severe pain and tired all over, Fang Menglong and the others seemed to be filled with joy.

He nodded happily to the two old farmers and really followed them towards their home. Fang Menglong saw Fang Mengdie on the way and was startled.

Fang Mengdie pulled Fang Menglong aside, frowned and asked Fang Menglong: "You are mentally ill, tell me, what on earth is going on?"

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

She also said to Fang Mengdie with an excited look: "Twenty trillion, sister, if we make it, tsk tsk, we will definitely honor our ancestors."

Fang Mengdie······

He was dumbfounded as he watched Fang Menglong excitedly follow Fatty and the others to the old farmer's house for dinner, and then looked at the two hundred acres of fields, his mouth twitching.

He stomped his feet angrily, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth and said: "Chen Sanqiu, you bastard, you bastard, you actually tricked my family into a 20 trillion project, bastard, who are you bluffing, the most abominable thing?

What's amazing is that Fang Menglong actually believes it."
Chapter completed!