AWB Chapter 807 Thin Muscle
Chapter 807 Thin Muscle
Qin Lang took a broom and swept the coal slag on the ground.
Pick up the larger pieces, put them in a cloth bag, and give it to Qingqing to put away.
As for the remaining debris on the ground, it will soon be covered by snow.
After collecting the coal, the two men got on the carriage, turned around and started heading back.
Not long after the carriage drove out, the snowflakes on the road began to fall heavier and heavier.
Xiao Hei, who was driving the cart, couldn't open his eyes because of the wind and snow, and his speed was getting slower and slower.
Qin Lang found a sack from the car and made a simple wind and snow hat with it.
After it was done, I tried it on and it barely blocked the noise.
Qin Lang didn't feel very good and wanted to improve.
But Xiao Hei turned his head away a few times, obviously not wanting him to untie the rope and take it off.
I tried it twice to make sure that the little guy really liked this hat.
Qin Lang adjusted the altitude, got in the car and continued on his journey.
On the way, Xiao Hei found the correct way to use the sack hat.
It lowered its head halfway, and the hat just blocked the wind and snow from its eyes.
The rope on the sack just happened to hold the hat in place so it wouldn't fall off.
Qin Lang, who was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, saw this and silently gave Xiao Hei a thumbs up.
Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, the two horses that he and Qing Qing chose first, are really smart!
Just as he was thinking, a gust of cold wind blew and he pulled up the thick blanket he was wearing.
The cold wind mixed with snowflakes hit the blanket and quickly slid down the outer oilcloth.
At this time, Lu Qingqing in the space was picking eggs with a basket.
These days, I have been busy with things in the yard and have not picked up the eggs in the chicken coop.
At this moment, the chicken coops where the hens usually lay eggs are full of eggs.
There is also a hen nestled on top, trying to hatch chicks.
Given that there are already enough chickens in the flock, Lu Qingqing forcibly stopped the hens from hatching eggs.
After being driven away, the hen still kept circling around the chicken coop, trying to crawl back.
Seeing this, Lu Qingqing could only speed up the process of picking up eggs.
The eggs were picked up one by one, and soon the basket was two-thirds full.
I can only say that the process of picking eggs is really happy.
There is both the joy of an old farmer's good harvest and the excitement of suddenly finding something good while fishing.
But if you walk by the river often, your feet will get wet.
Just as Lu Qingqing moved to the next chicken coop hidden inside, as soon as she reached in, she touched something warm and sticky.
Damn, it’s fresh!
The moment I stretched out my hand, the smell of chicken shit hit me in the face.
She stiffened her fingers and rubbed them vigorously on the straw.
But the smell of chicken shit was too stubborn and it couldn't be removed by simply wiping it off.
Seeing that there are only two chicken coops left in front, it is not worth it to go and wash my hands and come back.
She began to comfort herself.
There was not much difference between the chicken shit that dried on the eggs and the chicken shit that dried on her hands in a short while.
Just be patient!
I endured the nausea and continued to pick up eggs.
Gradually, the joy of picking up eggs outweighed the discomfort of touching feces.
In the end, they had picked up enough to fill four large bamboo baskets.
There were eggs of all sizes piled high inside.
Now the chicken droppings in the chicken coop don’t seem so disgusting anymore.
She poured half a bag of corn kernels for the egg-laying heroes and went out with the basket.
After putting things in place, start rubbing your hands with bath beans.
Pay special attention to the winning finger.
I washed it three times in a row before I gave up.
He looked at the time and then glanced out into space.
At this moment, Qin Lang was driving the carriage with a blanket wrapped around him.
She put on her hat and gloves and slipped out of the space.
When I opened the car door, the cold wind blew on my face, making my skin stiff.
Qin Lang heard the noise and looked back while wrapped in a blanket.
Seeing her come out, he frowned and said:
"Qingqing, why did you come out? It's cold outside. Go in for a while."
Lu Qingqing saw that the area around his exposed eyes was already red from the cold.
Despite his objections, she insisted on driving the car and letting him into the space to warm up.
Before Qin Lang could refuse, he was taken into the space.
The difference between going from a snowy environment to a space with a suitable temperature is really huge.
Looking at the thriving green crops in the fields not far away, and then looking at the dumplings, white wolf cubs and big turtle running happily over, my mood unconsciously relaxed.
He squatted down and rubbed the hair of the two big and one small kids who came running over.
Well, the head of a certain turtle is slippery and hairless, but it still feels very happy to be touched.
After communicating with the three little ones, I started sweating.
He took off his heavy cotton jacket, leaving only the thin cotton coat underneath, and planned to finish the work in the space.
I found a vegetable basket from the shelf and took a walk around the vegetable garden.
Pick the ripe fruits and vegetables inside, and pull out the withered branches if you come across them.
After tidying up the vegetable garden and picking out four baskets of vegetables, fruits and melons, he took another walk around the fields.
The corn, wheat and rice planted at this time are still in the growth period.
The only thing left was a small patch of sweet potatoes, and the vines had withered and turned yellow.
He squatted down, pulled apart the vines and took a look. Sure enough, the sweet potatoes underneath had swelled up.
Looking at the field of sweet potatoes in front of him, he turned and went to the rest area.
He found a pair of shorts from inside and changed out of the thin cotton jacket he was wearing.
After wearing thick clothes for a long time, it goes without saying how comfortable it is to change into light clothes.
He carried a hoe and went to the field.
He has been doing farm work since he was a child.
This will not be difficult to do.
The only thing is that he has been in a coma these days.
I don't know when the calluses on my hands from working and practicing martial arts faded away.
My hands are a little tender now, so I held the hoe and worked for a while.
My hands are sore from being rubbed that they feel like they're going to get blisters.
He flexed his fingers, endured the slight discomfort, and continued working.
Outside, Lu Qingqing was driving in the wind and snow.
Looking at the repetitive white scene in front of me, I feel a little bored.
He put his thoughts into the space, wanting to see what Qin Lang was doing.
As a result, what you see is someone with bare strong arms and legs, grunting and swinging a hoe in the field.
That sense of power almost hit me in the face.
At this time, a row of sweet potatoes as big as bowls had emerged behind him.
But Lu Qingqing's gaze stopped on someone's arm with smooth muscular lines.
At this moment, the muscle lines on the arms will appear from time to time as he swings the hoe.
In fact, Qin Lang's muscles were much bigger before he fell into a coma than they are now.
During the days in coma, he lost a lot of weight.
But now the muscles on the arms seem a little thin.
Lu Qingqing's gaze stayed on it for a few seconds, then she looked away silently.
Less than two seconds later, he looked over again quietly.
She secretly convinced herself that everyone would like to take a second look at beautiful things.
For example, if she sees a beautiful woman on the street, she will take a second look at her.
Besides, Qin Lang doesn’t know anyway.
After convincing herself, she watched Qin Lang work openly.
Look at him wearing a short suit, revealing his strong arms and thighs.
Holding the hoe, he dug up the sweet potatoes one by one.
Every time the hoe was swung, one or two sweet potatoes would be turned out.
After working for a while, I even started to sweat.
Lu Qingqing was in the snow and ice at the moment and was very cold.
Unfortunately, Qin Lang in the space was sweating even in shorts.
That sense of separation is too obvious.
She secretly decided that after the courtyard was repaired and prepared for winter, she would live in the space every day.
This jaw-dropping environment outside is simply incomparable to the space!
A bunch of thoughts were running through his mind, but his eyes were honestly staring at a "young farmhand" with his arms and legs exposed!
It was not until Qin Lang dug up all the sweet potatoes and prepared to take a shower that she turned her attention back to driving the cart.
After another ten minutes, she heard Qin Lang calling her in the space.
When I went in, I saw that the person was already wearing a thick cotton jacket and hat, waiting to come out.