The life I yearn for, the king of minutes and seconds
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A group of people gathered around the electric tricycle and discussed what to do with the remaining corn. The debt of 1531 corn had only been cleared by 520.

There were five people in the courtyard. Chen Chichi was also very happy this time. He picked up his gloves and prepared to break the corn together.

Han Yi was also prepared. He put on a long-sleeved shirt and prepared to enter the cornfield.

"Brother He, you'd better wear a long coat or cover the exposed parts of your body. Otherwise, the corn leaves will cut you.

Although it wouldn't hurt much, the itch was quite uncomfortable.”

This was actually common sense. When Chen Chichi heard this, he instantly felt a little despair.

"I didn't bring it!"

"I have some high-caliber bullets. Put them on. I think our sizes are about the same.”

" Almost? Are you sure?"

Chen Chichi sized up Han Yi and raised his doubts. However, for the sake of his comfort, he still changed into Han Yi's high-elastic pants and clothes.

When Chen Chichi came out of the house, the group of people looked at him with expressions of wanting to laugh but not having the heart to.

Han Yi had also passed through the height bullet when he came here, and the two of them formed a sharp contrast before and after.

When Han Yi wore it, his muscles were revealed. When he looked at Chen Chichi now, his roundness could be seen even more.

After Huang Lei changed his clothes, everyone headed to the cornfield.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

“.........”

“.........”

When they arrived at the cornfield, Han Yi and Chen Chichi looked at the endless cornfield for a long time without saying a word.

"Let's do it! The sooner we finish, the sooner we can rest.”

"Yes…"

At this moment, Chen Chichi's answer was especially lacking in confidence. Han Yi also thought of the scene of him working next and immediately began to break out in a cold sweat.

Han Yi drilled into the cornfield. With the mentality of finishing early and resting early, he began to exercise actively.

Han Yi was very skilled in breaking the corn. He took nearly twice the time compared to others, but he broke nearly twice as much corn.

"Comrades, work harder!”

Hearing this song, Han Yi silently began to complain about the age of this episode.

In the end, he realized that he was the youngest. Han Yi also accepted his fate and buried himself in the fields, completely ignoring others.

After two consecutive trips, because of Han Yi's tireless work, he quickly cleared all the corn debts.

Everyone was panting and sweating profusely. Han Yi's face was not red or angry, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his head from the sun.

Looking at Han Yi's appearance, the older men could not help but sigh at how good it was to be young.

Han Yi stopped Huang Lei, who was still in the field, and pulled the old man back to the courtyard.

Along the way, listening to Huang Lei's complaints and feeling his resentment, he finally saw the outline of the courtyard.

When they finally returned to the courtyard, a group of people spread out on the bed and kept complaining about the production team.

Han Yi's body was covered in mosquito bites. The older men were still complaining, but Han Yi took out some essential balm and prepared to apply mosquito bites.

Picking up the essential balm, Han Yi very consciously started advertising.

"The Dragon Tiger Brand essential balm is good for him and good for me.”

When the group of people heard Han Yi's advertisement, they were stunned. They could not help but think of the female streamer incident some time ago.

All of them looked at Han Yi with a disgusted expression. Han Yi did not care about the looks of others at all. He wiped his hands full of essential balm and applied it on his body.

After applying all the mosquito bags, Han Yi immediately felt waves of coolness, and the mosquito bags were no longer itchy.

At this moment, no one asked Han Yi, who had just broken the most corn, to do other work and let him rest at the side.

Even Chen Chichi had changed from his lazy appearance when he first arrived and began to work actively.

Han Yi lay down for a while. Suddenly, he felt the urge to pee. Han Yi trembled.

Han Yi had completely forgotten that he did not wash his hands after applying the essential balm. He ran all the way to the bathroom.

When Chen Chichi returned to the courtyard after picking the turnips, he heard Han Yi's wail coming from the bathroom.

Everyone was still in shock when they saw a black shadow scuttling into the courtyard.

When Han Yi returned to the camera, his walking posture was still very strange.

Under everyone's questioning, Han Yi told them what had happened just now. The group of people laughed uncontrollably, just in time to relieve some of the fatigue from the afternoon.

Finally, when he heard the news that the meal was ready, Han Yi began to clear the dishes with resentment.

"I feel like I want a big mouth!”

"You'll have to ask Xiao Yi about that. The melon seed bank is too shady.”

When Huang Lei said this, a lingering expression appeared on his face.

Han Yi had just secretly eaten an egg dumpling, and his mouth was full. When he heard Chen Chichi's words, he immediately looked reluctant.

"There's only one box left. Don't you know how to save it?”

Although Han Yi said that, he still pulled Chen Chichi and ran out.

"There's something fishy about believing this kid."

"I guess there are still a lot of smuggled goods."

No one in the courtyard believed Han Yi.

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