D*mn It, Who Wants To Be With A Love Rival?

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"Come on, come on, let me help you equip the armor."

Lin Zhen: "..."

The reins circled Lin Zhen's arms several times, and finally he grasped the reins firmly with both hands.

"How is it, does it work?"

"Let's try it first." Lin Zhen didn't know whether it would work or not, but he had already tightened his grip on the rope.

Ji Congzhe hurried to the back, grasped the plow tip with both hands, and shouted to the front, "Go!"

Lin Zhen took a big step forward. However, Ji Congzhe was not familiar with the operation for a while and did not grasp the strength. He grabbed the plow tip and pushed down with his arms. As a result, the plow sank too deep into the mud. He lost his balance and stumbled forward, almost hitting the hard wooden plow.

Lin Zhen grabbed the reins and tugged twice but didn't move. He studied the wooden plow for a while. "You can't use your best strength. Use some skill. You can't keep pressing down. Otherwise, it will be too deep and difficult to pull out."

"Okay. " , try again." Ji Congzhe said, rolling up his sleeves and looking ready to go.

Lin Zhen continued to return to the front. This time Ji Congzhe pressed down and lifted it up. Lin Zhen pulled in front, and the sharp plow suddenly broke through the soil, and mud and grass were dumped on both sides like a mountain.

"It's done!" Ji Congzhe said excitedly, as if he had discovered a new world.

However, this passion lasted for less than an hour, and then he realized that this work is really not done by humans. It not only requires skills, but also requires constant control of direction. If he is not careful, the wooden plow will tilt this way and that, and he will rake the ground in all directions. He has to When pushing forward, pay attention to straightening the wooden plow.

"I can't do it anymore, I'm exhausted." Ji Congzhe dropped the wooden plow, ran to the field and sat on the field with his aching arms.

The big tea cup contained water that had been poured from a thermos bottle and left to cool down. He grabbed the cup and drank a few sips before handing it to Lin Zhen.

Before Ji Congzhe's buttocks were warm, Lin Zhen had already put down the teacup and stood up, "We can't always rest today. We have to finish the work before dark, otherwise we won't be able to catch up with the water tomorrow. We can only carry buckets of water one by one. Come to irrigate the fields."

Ji Congzhe gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

After plowing out another hundred square meters, the soil became wet and slippery, so thick that the two of them had to go to the field to take it off from time to time. Take off your shoes and hit the mud before you can continue working.

As soon as the field became slippery, the wooden plow became more difficult to control. After a few back and forth, Ji Congzhe said to Lin Zhen, "Come on, let's switch, I'll be the cow."

Lin Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"Stop talking nonsense. I would rather spend more energy than do this kind of technical work."

Lin Zhen untied the reins from his arms and tied them to Ji Congzhe. He went around and held the tip of the plow.

As a result, Ji Congzhe howled just after taking two steps.

"Fuck, fuck, it hurts!"

The reins tightened so much that his arms hurt. He had only pulled once, but half of his strength was gone. He saw that Lin Zhen was not pulling so hard just in front.