Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Five

After breakfast, everyone set off to go out.

Fang Yan was urged to change into a suit that was convenient for his movement. When he changed his clothes and came out, the others had already gotten into the car agilely, waiting for him.

Fang Yan looked around, only to see an empty spot in Song Changdong's car, and quickly climbed up.

As soon as the car door was closed, the throttle was activated, and the car swayed on the rough road.

There was a wasteland around him. Fang Yan looked around. They were all similar to the scenery he had seen when he came yesterday. It was really nothing good.He turned his head and asked Song Changdong, "Where are we going?"

"Go to work."

"What do you do?"

Song Changdong glanced at him with a smile, not knowing if it was Fang Yan's illusion, he actually saw a bit of gloating in his eyes.

"What kind of life? You'll know when you get there."

Fang Yan had to stop asking.

After driving the car for a long time, the place where they were staying could be said to be desolate. When the car stopped, Fang Yan looked out and found that the outside was even more desolate.

"get off."

After Song Changdong had finished speaking, the people in the car opened the door and got out of the car. Fang Yan slowed down for a while. When he got out of the car, all the people in the car had already got off, and some people were moving down.

He turned his head and glanced at the seeds that had flown from the capital with him.

Before Fang Yan could come back to his senses, a hoe was stuffed into his hand.

Fang Yan looked down and suddenly wondered: "This is?"

"Hoe the ground, what else can you do." Song Changdong patted him and pointed to the person who was holding the hoe not far away: "Go over and open up wasteland with them."

Fang Yan nodded, and quickly walked towards the crowd with his hoe.

As soon as he left, someone immediately came to Song Changdong's side: "Brother Dong, you just let him hoe the ground when this kid comes, don't you pick a simple and easy job?"

"What do you know?" Song Changdong gave him a glance and said, "It's just not easy. If this kid doesn't work, he must be complaining soon. When he complains, don't he have an excuse to send him back? Gao Cheng, look at him, and if he takes the burden, he will replace him."

"Okay, Dong Brother, don't worry, I'll help you watch it."

The tasks assigned by everyone, soon fell into a busy schedule.Song Changdong also picked up a hoe and joined the hoeing team.

Everyone was already prepared to wait to hear complaints, and even figured out how to respond. So when Song Changdong stopped to rest, he realized that a lot of time had passed.

however……

He turned his head and looked, and was surprised to find that Fang Yan, who should have been complaining in his mind, was still waving his hoe. He moved skillfully, and the progress was not slow at all, even not like other people who were already skilled in farm work Comparable.

Song Changdong was surprised for a while, almost thinking that he had some illusion.

He stretched out his hand and pinched himself heavily, and the pain came, making him have to believe that this was reality.

……what?

Song Changdong stared at the back wielding the hoe for a long time, then turned around and shouted, "Gao Cheng!"

Gao Cheng in the distance heard his cry and ran over immediately.

"What's the matter? Dong brother?"

"I'm asking you." Song Changdong pointed to Fang Yan in the distance and said, "Did he just finished resting?"

"Huh?" Gao Cheng glanced back and suddenly became puzzled: "No, Brother Dong, he has never called me."

"Really?!"

"Yeah, Brother Dong. You are not surprised. With so many people sent from here, it is the first time I have seen a kid like this without complaining. You can see that he has been farming for so long. , I have never rested, and I feel tired. Isn't this kid a robot?"

Song Changdong's expression was uncertain, and he stretched out his hand and slapped him hard on the back of the head.

"What nonsense are you talking about, will the robot eat?"

Gao Cheng touched his head and dared not say anything.

"Brother Dong, is that kid really different from the people who came before? You see, in the past two days, he is not like the people who came before. He didn't even say a word of complaint. What do you do different from those people before."

Song Changdong did not answer him.

"What about the seed expert mentioned above? When will he come?"

"When I called last time, I said that I was already on the road, and it might be coming soon." Gao Cheng scratched his head and said, "Brother Dong, where is that kid?"

Song Changdong stuffed his head into his arms and walked over by himself: "I'll talk about it."

Fang Yan was working hard to cultivate the land. He had been working for a long time. Even though he was already good at farming, he felt tired at this time, but the people around him didn't stop, so he couldn't stop.

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder behind him, and Fang Yan was taken aback. He immediately turned around and almost swiped a hoe on that person.

Song Changdong hurriedly avoided, lingering fear in his heart: "What are you doing? If I move a little bit slower, I will have my life here today. This hoe is used to reclaim the ground. Be careful. If you hit someone, it's not a joke. Yes, the conditions here are so simple that if something happens, there will be no time to go to the hospital."

Fang Yan quickly responded.

Then he asked: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Oh, yes, look at my brain." Song Changdong smiled and asked: "I'll ask you if you want to take a break."

Fang Yan glanced at other people in the distance, then shook his head: "No, I don't feel too tired."

"Well, then you continue, continue." Song Changdong said: "If you want to drink water, go to Gao Cheng, do you know who Gao Cheng is?"

Fang Yan nodded.

Song Changdong had nothing to say.

He waited for a long time, but didn't wait for Fang Yan to say anything, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

Song Changdong scratched his head, looked back, and said, "Then, then I'm leaving?"

Fang Yan nodded again.

Song Changdong left speechlessly.

He really saw something was wrong this time.

The people here are really different from before.