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Chapter VIII Field Weeding

Rolling up her sleeves, tying her trouser legs, and waving her hoe one after another. After more than an hour of adaptation and study, Zhang Ran quickly got into good condition...

But..., in fact, these are just appearances. If you look from a distance, Zhang Ran seems to be not much different from ordinary farmers when working. But if you get close and observe carefully, you will find that Zhang Ran’s way of working or exerting force is actually very wrong.

Simply put, if an experienced peasant woman like Zhang Li needs to get rid of a small piece of weed with a hoe, then the same small piece of weed would take at least two strokes if Zhang Ran had to do with Zhang Ran.

If a novice like Zhang Ran is seen by an experienced old farmer, 80% will be laughed at as "not able to work" or thankless...

Why is this happening? The reason is that the main reason is that the weeding task seems very simple. It is probably just a wave of the hoe and eradicate the weeds. But in fact, the real situation is not as simple as imagined.

The use of hoes also requires skills. Whether it is the posture of holding the hoe or the movement of exerting force, there are very particular things. For example, when catching the hoe, you should not grab it too far, otherwise the waist will be very tired and you will not be able to straighten your waist after working for a long time. You should not grab it too far. You should easily hurt your feet when waving the hoe. When weeding, you should also bend down and not straighten your body, otherwise you will not be able to use all your strength and it will be difficult to remove the grass...

These experiences are some related memories of Zhang Ran’s “original body”. Although Zhang Ran knew these tips, it would take a lot of effort to use them proficiently.

Therefore, Zhang Ran had to avoid Zhang Li's mother and daughter. Only in this way can Zhang Ran have enough time to familiarize himself with these skills to cover up the "disharmony" in his work and avoid exposing more flaws, thus arousing the suspicion of his mother Zhang Li's mother...

......

Perhaps because no one has taken care of for a long time, the weeds in Zhangran's fields are extremely lush, most of which are even higher than those of the seedlings. Often the height of each weed is proportional to the degree of development of its root system. The higher the weeds grow, the more developed the root system.

In addition, Zhang Ran used an extremely simple stone hoe, but he failed to master the power-exercise skills. This directly led to Zhang Ran's efforts to wield the hoe hard to uproot the weeds.

As time goes by, as time goes by, Zhang Ran's thin body gradually becomes overwhelmed by the long-term waving of the hoe. The heavy physical labor also makes Zhang Ran sweat profusely, and the big drops of sweat continue to drip down his cheeks...

The more sweat flows, the more water Zhang Ran loses. Soon Zhang Ran begins to become dry and feels bitter in his mouth, and becomes more and more thirsty, and it is extremely difficult to swallow and saliva...

Zhang Ran knew that this was due to severe dehydration in the body. If he did not rehydrate in time, he might be dehydrated. So he didn't care too much and trotted back to the ridge to find water to quench his thirst.

"Gudong, Gudong~"

Zhang Ran held the pot with both hands, aimed it at his mouth, and swallowed the cold water in the pot with big mouthfuls. In a short while, Zhang Ran drank all the water completely.

He wiped a handful of water stains on the corner of his mouth and put the pottery jar back into the vine basket. Zhang Ran lay on the grass on the ridge with his head resting on his hands, staring at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky in a daze...

After resting for about half an hour, Zhang Ran got up and took out another pot from the vine basket, drank a few sips of water, and then slowly returned to the field, found the hoe he had just left, and started the weeding work again.

Once a person concentrates his attention, he will feel that time passes quickly, and without realizing it, time passes by little by little. When Zhang Ran feels a little hot, he looks up and finds that the sun is about to save the top of his head.

At this time, it was almost noon. It was the hottest time of the day.

Under the scorching sun, Zhang Ran kept waving his hoe and shoveling it on the dry land. Every time the hoe was raised and fell, it would take away Zhang Ran's few physical strength.

Soon, Zhang Ran's thin and thin body gradually shook a little, and the hoe held in his hand seemed to become heavier and heavier. Every time he raised the hoe, it seemed as heavy as a tremendous amount, almost exhausting the last bit of strength left in Zhang Ran's body.

"Ah! I'm so tired..."

Zhang Ran raised his hand, wiped the sweat from his cheeks, took a few breaths, then pressed his hands on one end of the wooden handle of the hoe, and tried to lean forward the center of gravity of his body, using the hoe to support most of the weight of his body, thereby alleviating some fatigue and winning a chance to breathe and relax for his overwhelmed body...

Taking advantage of this rare rest moment, Zhang Ran couldn't help but look back at the fruits of his labor. Then, Zhang Ran happily discovered that after several hours of hard work, the weeds in the large field behind him had been removed. Looking around, there were only some sparse seedlings swaying in the breeze...

"It's okay, I finally didn't waste my energy!" Looking at the seedlings that he had cleaned up by himself, Zhang Ran narrowed his eyes and nodded with joy, and a hint of pride couldn't help but feel in his heart.

After a moment of rest, Zhang Ran shed sweat again, gritted her teeth and continued to devote herself to the cause of weeding. Soon, half a day passed by, and the sun gradually tilted over Zhang Ran's head.

"It's all a little bit too much!"

Zhang Ran leaned on a hoe with one hand and built a pergola above his eyebrows with the other to cover the sun. He looked up and thought in his heart.

The weather was even hotter at this time. Half a day of work not only made Zhang Ran sweat profusely, but also made Zhang Li and Huier sweat very much. But despite this, the mother and daughter still gritted their teeth and kept waving their hoes to remove the weeds under their feet from the fields bit by bit.

At this moment, Zhang Ran's body was extremely tired, and he wanted to stop and take a good rest before talking. But when he looked up, his sister Sui'er, who was only ten years old, did not complain, and was still gritting her teeth and insisting... Zhang Ran was naturally embarrassed to admit defeat and said he wanted to rest, so although he felt so hungry that he was dizzy and exhausted, he could only smile helplessly and force his body to continue working hard.

Although Zhang Ran felt a sense of shame in his heart that he was unwilling to admit defeat, his weak body dragged his back. The continuous work of several hours not only exhausted Zhang Ran's last bit of physical strength, but also reduced Zhang Ran's physical function to the critical point.

"Plop!!"

Zhang Ran's eyes turned dark and he couldn't help but fall down. His exhausted body could no longer bear it and instantly fell into a weed.

"Brother! Brother! What's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!
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