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Chapter 39

  It's dawning a little earlier now, and at half past five, the sky is turning white. Ji Congzhe and Lin Zhen have hardly slept for a few days since they came to this place, especially this year.

  Originally, they wanted to take advantage of the end of the tea-picking season to relax a little bit, but it turned out that Wang Xiaoyan was pregnant, so they had to plant their own seedlings quickly, and then they had to build a framework for the beans in the back mountain that had grown too long.

  The watermelon seedlings I bought in the town a few days ago have not been planted yet. They are currently piled in the basin. There are also sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, etc. I have to plant them quickly these days.

  So the young couple got up early again, and Lin Zhen was already making breakfast. They were going to eat soaked rice this morning. They just needed to soak yesterday's leftovers in boiling water.

  Ji Congzhe took the water cup to the door to brush his teeth, and then chatted with the neighbors who were also brushing their teeth. They said that the Qingming Festival was coming soon, and they had to prepare after planting the seedlings.

  Since he and Lin Zhen are both in this ghost place, it makes no sense not to visit the grave.

  Especially since Lin Zhen's dead father was still newly buried, he was even more careless. Uncle Yang said this.

  As a result, Lin Zhen, who was eating rice, was stunned for a moment, and his face looked bad. "Oops, I don't know where Father Lin's grave is."

  Ji Congzhe couldn't help it and laughed so hard, "Lin Zhen, you are such an unfilial son, you don't even know your own father's grave, hahahahaha."

  But it was a joke, they would have to find an excuse to ask the neighbors to show them the way.

  After breakfast, they were about to go out. They were exposed early in the morning, so they added a jacket to their thin autumn clothes. Here, there are not many clothes all year round, and an autumn clothes can be worn until six In the summer, I wear sweats, and in autumn and winter, I wear autumn clothes.

  Afraid of delaying Chen Hu's family's rice transplanting, they thought for a while and brought two basins of watermelon seedlings and a flashlight. After planting the rice seedlings, they planned to plant the watermelon seedlings at night.

  I didn't have time to come back for lunch, so I simply put the lunch box in the basket. In this way, I had to bring more things, including two washbasins filled with watermelon seedlings, two rice seedlings, and a basket. Handled hoe and kettle.

  Ji Congzhe and Lin Zhen were worried about so many things. How to get them all to Taban became a problem.

  In the end, Ji Congzhe found a nylon rope, tied up the legs of the two rice horses, and hung each rice horse on Lin Zhen's neck.

  Just like that, he held a washbasin in one hand and a basket hanging on his arm. As for Lin Zhen, in addition to the two seedlings around his neck, a hoe in each hand, and a finger left to hook the kettle.

  The two of them moved to Taban as if they were moving. They were so tired that they put down their things several times along the way. By the time they arrived at Taban, their arms were numb.

  First, we sat on the field and rested for a while. It was already dawn, and villagers from nearby fields began to come over to plant rice.

  The young couple took off their coats, put everything on the field ridge, then rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs, picked up the rice seedlings and went to the field. The unfinished rice seedlings from yesterday were soaked in muddy water. After they threw a few bundles into the middle of the field, they The Yangma's legs were deeply inserted into the mud.

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