Five hundred and ninety-six The oppression caused by seniority
"The lot you drew, that's mine. Besides, I'm your father, what's wrong with taking your lot?" The old man said it as a matter of course. At the end, he pushed some people with a look of disgust.
The son blocking the road: "Drive away, don't block my way, I still have to work."
"Dad!" The man who had been robbed of his job shouted with an aggrieved face towards his father who didn't even look at him and only focused on breaking the corn.
Where did the kindness that my father used to treat me go?
"Why are you shouting? Hun'er. If you have nothing else to do, go and stay nearby. Don't get in the way and delay my business." The old man didn't feel his son's grievance at all, and he didn't grab it.
The guilt of my son.
After breaking off two more corns, the old man seemed to suddenly think of something and turned to look at his son.
Just when the son thought that his father had finally discovered his conscience and was looking forward to it, thinking that his father would return the beetle on his back to him, the words that came out of the old man's mouth made him unable to laugh anymore.
"By the way, who did you learn that kind of virtue from just now? Why are you bitching like a girl? You don't look like a man at all. Let me tell you, if you dare to talk like that again in the future, don't you think I'll do it?
Break your legs." After saying that, he continued to break the corn, and kept mumbling: "Old man, I am so old, what haven't I seen before? You are still playing this trick with me."
"Hahahahaha! You can't do this either!" Zhao Feng finally found the target of ridicule at this time. He changed his depression from being laughed at just now and almost couldn't stand upright with laughter.
Zhao Feng's smile seemed to have opened some mechanism, causing everyone around him to laugh.
A world where only the man who was robbed of his life by his own father was injured was born.
However, the old man's approach was reminded by others present who did not draw the lot.
Uncle Zhao's eyes lit up and he looked towards the people working, hoping to find someone he could rob.
After looking it over, Uncle Zhao looked away with some disappointment.
The person who got the lottery was either his peer, so he had no reason to grab it, or an old man in his family standing next to him. His own family members were not enough to grab it, let alone his turn.
Uncle Zhao set his sights on Zhao Feng again and took over the work in his hands.
Zhang Yu looked helpless for a while. People who didn't know the situation would probably think that these people were grabbing something good. They never thought they were trying to work.
Wouldn't it be nice to just wait for the final weigh-in with him like this?
Zhang Yu didn't want to mention it at all. Before the lottery, he always thought that as a breeder, he should have a quota.
As a result, in order to reduce the number of opponents, those people directly deprived him of the right to go to the ground.
He famously said: "Xiaoyu is already tired enough of cultivating fine seeds. We can do this simple work, so why bother you again!"
Listen, listen!
What a nice thing to say!
But in fact, isn’t it just to increase the chance of drawing one?
Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Zhang Yu was gradually infected.
In fact, he has tried this batch of seeds several times in space, and can basically estimate the approximate yield.
But looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Yu could not help but feel excited, and still wanted to participate in person and witness this historical scene.
Just when Zhang Yu's thoughts were racing, Zhao Feng sat down next to him.
Yes, in order to prevent him from making a move, these people directly pressed him onto the chair.
Although Zhang Yu was complaining, the smile on his face did not mean that. Ever since he entered junior high school in the last life, agricultural machinery gradually emerged in the countryside, and he had never seen such a lively scene again.
Although he knows that agricultural machinery is a great product that liberates productivity and relieves farmers' hard work, he still occasionally wants to experience the excitement of his childhood.
"Xiaoyu, you said Uncle Zhao is so old, how can he still be like this?" The resentment in Zhao Feng's voice made Zhang Yu dumbfounded.
Now that we know that Uncle Zhao is old, when we were chatting with people two days ago, didn't we all lament that Uncle Zhao is getting stronger and stronger?
Thinking of the outrageous rumor and the black face of Uncle Zhao during this period that was comparable to Bao Gong when he was still alive, Zhang Yu couldn't help laughing anymore.
The smile on Zhang Yu's face retracted under Zhao Feng's murderous gaze, and he explained: "Brother, I'm not laughing at you, I really am not laughing at you."
The expression on Zhao Feng's face told Zhang Yu that he didn't believe what he said.
"Brother, I'm really not laughing at you. I just suddenly remembered a funny thing." Zhang Yu, who knew that his elder brother would be particularly petty at times, hurriedly explained.
But how effective was the explanation? Just by looking at Zhao Feng with his arms crossed and looking at himself, with an expression on his face that said: "Make it up, make it up again, keep making it up.", Zhang Yu knew that he didn't believe his explanation.
But with so many people around him, he couldn't suppress the rumors that Uncle Zhao had finally suppressed and bring them out again, otherwise Uncle Zhao might go crazy.
He could only quickly divert Zhao Feng's attention: "Brother, wouldn't you like to sit aside and rest for a while?"
While talking, he took out two pieces of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket and threw one to Zhao Feng: "Brother, eat the candies."
Zhao Feng glanced at Zhang Yu with a half-smile, but he accepted the candy after all.
Seeing the candy being placed in Zhao Feng's mouth, Zhang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. This time he was lucky enough to escape the disaster.
At this time, most people's attention was on those corns, and they had no time to pay attention to the petty quarrels between their brothers.
In addition, under the demonstration of the old man and Uncle Zhao, the older people present all turned their attention to the younger people.
When the young people present saw this scene, their faces were full of vigilance, and they all tightened their grip on the straps on their backs, for fear that someone would come and snatch them.
But even so, most young people still have their lives robbed.
There is no way that it is their father or uncle, what can they do?
It even happened that the father robbed his son, and then the grandfather robbed the father again.
However, with the concerted efforts of so many people, the corn in the small yard was quickly broken and then piled together.
Because there is not much corn to grow, there is less space for one person, so he chops it carefully.
But even so, the old people were still a little worried. After breaking all the corn, they ran to the cornfield to search twice more. Finally, they carried the only corn to several of their peers and said, "I
It’s just that young people like them can’t work well. Look, such a big piece of corn has fallen into the field. It would be a shame if it wasn’t discovered.”
"That's right, it's up to our generation to do farm work. Young people like them are not quite ready yet."
