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Ye Changqing was stunned when he heard this.

Four children.

master.

Postgraduate.

Doctor.

They are all social elites and pillars of the country.

Is that statement true, or is it all false?

He couldn't believe that four such capable children would make their old father work under the scorching sun.

The young people couldn't bear it and let the elderly suffer such torture.

Ye Changqing thought about it in his mind and soon determined that the old man must be lying.

There are four children, all of them are so capable. Even if one or two are unfilial, there are still two children.

To take a step back, even if three children are unfilial, there is still one child.

These social elites must have a high income, and what they save is enough for the elderly to eat, wear and use.

I can only explain one point.

The old man lied and said he had no children. As for why, perhaps it was out of vanity, or perhaps it was to let this stranger know that he was not alone and helpless, and not to have any bad intentions.

also possible……

He didn't want to speculate on the specific reason, but it was indeed inappropriate for the old man to continue cutting mugwort here since he had already suffered from heatstroke.

He felt the need to offer some further advice: "Old man, the weather... is too hot. Not to mention you. Even a young man like me can't stand the scorching sun.

Come home, I'll take you home."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Go on your own and do your own thing.

I still have to make money, don't disturb me while I'm making money.

By the way, thank you for coming to give me the acupuncture.

You are a good person. "

nice guy?

He was given the title of a good man.

Ye Changqing smacked his lips. He didn't like this at all.

When he was a child, he liked people to say that he was a good person. Even when playing games, he had to be a good person and a policeman.

Now I always feel a little disgusted by being called a good person.

He smiled and said, "Old man, let's not talk about this. It's really too hot today. Even a young man like me can't stand it. You should go home."

The old man suddenly frowned: "You young people are too delicate.

The more you fear the sun, the more you will not be able to withstand it.

As long as you are not afraid.

Do whatever you have to do.

Go and do your own thing, don't delay me from making money."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands to support himself and stood up.

He bent down to pick up the sickle, grabbed a handful of mugwort in one hand, bent down to stretch out the sickle, and pulled it hard into his arms.

Da da da…

The sickle cut through one wormwood blade, and the sickle blade landed on the second one, making a clicking sound. Then the old man pulled the sickle hard with his wrist, and the blade cut through the wormwood, and then landed on the next one, making another clicking sound. Ye Changqing stood aside, watching the old man's arm muscles tense, sweat on his face, and he gritted his teeth and pulled the sickle hard.

I couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so I spoke again: "How about I help you cut it."

The old man finished cutting a handful of mugwort, holding the sickle in one hand and a handful of mugwort in the other. He turned to Ye Changqing and said, "Do you feel sorry for me?"

Ye Changqing quickly shook his hand: "No, I didn't, I just think you're working hard."

The old man nodded, sweat dripping down his face as he nodded: "I can walk, eat and work.

I just want to make some money.

Just do whatever you should do.

Don't delay my work!

If you think you saved me and want money, I won’t give you a penny.

I tell you, even if you don't save me, I will wake up by myself.

Just take a nap.

It's you who's meddling in other people's business!"

I……

Ye Changqing was speechless. This old man actually thought he wanted money.

But I soon understood.

In today's society, there are too many people who extort money.

In order to avoid the old man's misunderstanding, he took a few steps back and said, "I don't want money, you... take care of yourself.

I am leaving. "

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Qian Cheng followed Ye Changqing closely and said angrily, "It's really like a dog biting Lu Dongbin who doesn't know how kind he is.

You saved him. Look at his attitude.

He thinks you are a liar and wants to extort money!

This old guy deserves what he suffers."

Ye Changqing felt quite uncomfortable. When he was a child, he had seen his grandfather doing farm work.

At that time, there were no tractors or cars, and the family only raised two cows.

After the wheat is harvested, it is crushed in the threshing floor using a stone roller pulled by oxen.

The whole family harvested wheat in the morning, dried the wheat at noon, and finished work at around 1:00 p.m.

Grandpa harnessed the ox and started to crush the dried wheat straw.

Grandpa was also tanned red. He stood in the sun, squinting his eyes and calling the cows.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, you hardly see anyone feeding cows in the countryside anymore.

Even if it is used to feed cattle, it can be sold to make money, and there is no need to plow the fields or use rollers to crush wheat straw.

Nowadays, cows have food and water every day, and when they are in heat, they need to find a mate for breeding.

The cows stopped working.

This old man is still...

He sighed and muttered, "People are worse than cows!"

Qian Cheng was bending over as he climbed the riverbank. He heard Ye Changqing muttering and asked, "What did you say?"

Ye Changqing bent over, grabbed the weeds on the riverbank, and quickly climbed up the riverbank: "Nothing to say, just drive away quickly.

We still have to rush to Majiazhuang."

Qian Cheng hummed, climbed up the riverbank, opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, closed his eyes, and sighed, "It's so nice to be in the car, so cool."

Ye Changqing got into the car and shivered. It was as hot as a steamer just now. He got into the car suddenly.

So cool.

Twenty minutes later.

The car drove into a small village.

The road in the village looked like it was newly built. The black asphalt road had not changed color yet. When the sun shone down, the air was filled with the special smell of asphalt.

The sidewalks on both sides of the road are paved with red tiles.

Also new.

It looks especially brand new.

But there was no one on the road.

Ye Changqing got out of the car and felt the asphalt road under his feet was a little hot through the soles of his shoes.

I walked into a farmyard and asked for the address of Ma Xiangfu's house.

After walking forward for a few dozen meters, I stopped in front of a dilapidated gate.

The red paint on the iron gate was mottled, revealing the rusty iron sheet. The New Year pictures pasted on the door had turned white, and the black characters written on the pictures could be vaguely seen: Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong.

Ye Changqing raised his hand to knock on the door, but found that it was locked from the outside.

It's one of those old-fashioned door locks.

He turned around and got into the car, saying to Qian Cheng, "He's not here. It's so hot, he'll probably be back soon."

Qian Cheng glanced at the fuel gauge and said, "The fuel is running low. I hope he comes back soon.

Otherwise, if the engine is kept running, it won’t last long.”

Ye Changqing said: "Even if the oil is burned out, you can't turn off the fire.

It's a hot day. The engine is turned off and the cold wind stops.

The car was as hot as an oven."

Qian Cheng smiled and said, "It's so hot, I guess they'll be back soon.

Don't worry. "

The two people sat in the car, chatting idly.

The sun gradually moved away from the zenith, but the weather was still unbearably hot.

It seems even hotter than at noon.

Fortunately, there is a cool breeze...

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he suddenly felt the wind stop.

He looked up at Qian Cheng: "Why did the engine stall?"

Qian Cai said helplessly: "There is no oil left. If you want to continue to blow cold air, you have to use batteries.

Once the power is gone, it won't start.

Let's go down and find a cool place to stay."

Okay~

Ye Changqing got out of the car, found a big tree, sat on the ground, and leaned his back against the tree to rest.

Look up at the sun from time to time.

The sun was already setting in the west.

Still no one from Ma Xiangfu's home came back.

He gradually lost his patience, sighed and continued to wait.

sunset.

It's getting dark.

The door of Ma Xiangfu's house was still locked.

Qian couldn't wait any longer: "Why don't we go? I'm hungry and the car is out of gas. I have to go buy some gas."

Ye Changqing folded his arms, squinted his eyes, and leaned against a tree: "Wait!

I just don’t believe I won’t be able to wait for anyone.”

He just finished speaking.

Qian Cheng suddenly exclaimed, "I'm back. Look, someone is opening the door at Ma Xiangfu's house."