My Son is a Reborn Villain

"It's not hard." The corner of Si Yue's lips smiled.

Fu Yunruo hurriedly poured water for him, and then asked him to take the steamed buns that were specially reserved.

Si Yue's skin didn't turn black obviously, maybe because he wasn't white, so he wasn't particularly conspicuous.

He was wearing short-sleeved trousers, and the moment he approached her and reached for the bun, the vigorous heat attacked her, and Fu Yunruo instantly felt the temperature was higher.

She couldn't help but look twice.

Si Yue had a towel draped around his neck, and sweat kept dripping down his face.

With a very simple dress, Fu Yunruo felt more cordial, but he didn't expect the dignified actor to be so informal.

Si Yue first drank a full glass of water before eating buns.

"Young guy is good, young and strong!" The villagers were very kind to Si Yue and Xin Xu, and they talked a lot more casually.

Xin Xu looked at the strong muscles on Si Yue's arm, and was very envious. He actually had it, but compared with Si Yue, he was instantly weaker.

Seeing them eating fragrantly makes me even more happy.

The villagers smiled honestly on their dark faces, "This year is a good harvest."

The smiles on the faces of Uncle Mei and Aunt Mei never fell, "Yeah, if we plant another crop in the second half of the year, this day will be even less worrying."

They chatted, eating breakfast was not slow, and after they were full soon, they continued to cut the rice.

Si Yue stayed until the end, when he slowed down to eat and talked to Wen Wen.

Fu Yunruo looked at the breakfast she brought. She brought a lot of weight, but she had almost eaten it, and there were still three steamed buns left.

Fu Yunruo looked at Si Yue who was still eating with relish. If she was right, she seemed to have eaten five steamed buns.

After Si Yue took the last bite, he picked up another one, and Wen Wen watched from the side. Although he was full, but seeing Uncle Yue eating so deliciously, he wanted to eat it again.

Si Yue took a glance at Wen Wen's careful thoughts, then tore off a small piece and fed it into his mouth.

Wen Wen squinted and ate with relish, it was sweet~

Si Yue's posture seems to be ready to wrap up the rest.

Fu Yunruo watched him finish his meal and thought to himself, does he have such a big appetite?

So he asked worriedly, "Mr. Yue, are you full?"

"I'm full." Si Yue stood up, drank half a glass of water again, patted Wen Wen's little head, and said to Fu Yunruo, "I'm going to live."

Fu Yunruo didn't leave in a hurry. After packing up his things, he immediately went to help deliver rice to Siyue and the others.

Wen Wen also plays... busy.

He followed the older children in the fields to glean rice.

Rice is sometimes left in the fields where the fields have been harvested, and children's fun is gleaning in the fields after harvesting.

Of course, the adults have no other requirements for the children, and they are laughing when they pick them up and play with them.

Wen Wen was very happy about this task. After filling the small back basket, she happily ran to Fu Yunruo and Si Yue to show them. After receiving praise, she proudly gave them the ears of rice, and then continued to pick them up.

When we go back at ten o'clock, we all go back together.

Uncle Mei's house has a lot of rice fields, and it took three days to harvest all the rice.

Fu Yunruo cooks a large pot of mung bean soup every day, and drinks it at noon and at night. In the morning, he goes to help while delivering breakfast.

After the rice is recovered, the rice has to be dried.

Because there is a lot of rice, I also transported several large bags to the floor of the old house for drying.

The children at home also have tasks. They have to turn the rice at home from time to time, and they have to pay attention to the weather changes.

The climate in summer is fickle, and the sun may be shining just a minute ago, and the dark clouds will come over not long after, if you don't pay attention, you may not get it in time.

The rice bào on the old house side has been drying for two days, and it will be closed soon. Fu Yunruo is making pastries in the kitchen.

Everyone has been busy and tired recently, so Fu Yunruo thought about making something delicious to reward him.

She has learned a lot of skills from the Internet, and she is already skilled in kneading cakes in the shape of small animals.

Wen Wen was playing in the shade of a tree when suddenly he pricked up his ears and concentrated to hear someone shouting outside.

Wen Wen looked up and saw that the blue sky and white clouds were replaced by the dark cloud period.

He immediately ran into the house on short legs, "Mom, it's going to rain!"

When Fu Yunruo heard it, he quickly walked out and looked at the sky, and sure enough, it seemed that it was going to rain, and the voices of the villagers outside reminding him of the rain were also very clear, so he hurriedly went to harvest the rice.

Wen Wen also took his little broom and helped to clean it up.

Not long after, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and Si Yue walked in. He looked into the courtyard, and immediately took over the work from Fu Yunruo's hands with his long legs.

Fu Yunruo wiped off his sweat and didn't have time to say anything, she quickly went to get the baskets and bags and quickly packed the rice.

The heavy rain fell fast and urgently. They had just packed up all the rice grains, and before the three and a half bags were brought back into the house, raindrops the size of beans fell.

Fu Yunruo was in a hurry, she hurriedly lifted the half bag of rice with both hands, and quickly walked towards the house.

She walked so fast that she didn't look at the road for a while, tripped over the raised sill, lost her balance instantly and rushed forward.

Fortunately, he was caught at the critical moment, and Fu Yunruo didn't fall awkwardly.

Before she could react, she loosened her hand, and the heavy bag had already been taken away.

When Fu Yunruo looked up, Si Yue had already walked into the house with a bag of rice in one hand.