Chapter 48 Helping My Own Little Girl (2/2)

His mental strength is incredibly powerful.

That subtle energy fluctuation naturally did not escape his notice.

He "watched" the gentle wood-elemental spiritual energy emanating from the little girl, and wherever it went, the moisture in the wheat ears disappeared without a trace.

He could even "see" the slight nervousness and smugness in her heart.

It turned out to be a wood-type ability, but Yan Yu didn't know if wood-type abilities had such a drying effect, but that didn't matter.

A glint of light flashed in Yan Yu's deep eyes.

However, looking at the little girl's face, which was flushed red from the sun, he frowned unhappily.

Even with supernatural powers protecting you, your body can't withstand such scorching sun.

It looks better if you blush it yourself.

While thinking to himself, Yan Yu didn't stop what he was doing. He neatly spread out the wheat straw on the truck.

He didn't speak for the first time, but told Ruan Tang to rest under the tree.

He just gave her a deep look.

Then, pushing the empty cart, he strode quickly towards the field.

Lin Xiangnan, watching from the side, was puzzled. She leaned closer to Ruan Tang and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Ruan Ruan, what happened to your boyfriend just now? Has he changed his mind? Judging from his back, is he angry?"

Ruan Tang shook her head, but couldn't help but smile sweetly.

He wouldn't be angry with himself.

As the man walked past her, seemingly without looking at her, his large, well-defined hand, from an angle unseen by others, swiftly and extremely gently hooked her fingertip.

A cool yet powerful force swept over her, instantly relieving the slight soreness in her calves.

"I don't think so."

Ruan Tang blinked and answered in a soft, sweet voice.

"He won't be angry with me."

Lin Xiangnan: "..."

She felt like she was just being silly.

It's one thing to be hungry, but why go out of your way to force yourself to eat dog food?

Yan Yu pushed the empty cart, took a long stride, and walked straight to the edge of the field.

The brigade cadres were still huddled together, anxious as ants on a hot pan, spitting as they spoke, each shouting louder than the last, but none of them could come up with a useful solution.

A sense of desperate anxiety permeated the air.

Yan Yu's footsteps were not heavy.

But it was as if they had stepped on some strange drumbeat, instantly bringing the incessant noise of the argument to an abrupt halt.

Everyone instinctively looked over.

"Captain."

Yan Yu's voice was not loud, and could even be described as somewhat low, yet it easily cut through the noise, and his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

His dark, inky eyes calmly fell on Chen Fengshan, who was in the lead.

"I have a way to dry wheat that has been soaked by rain."

In short, it's a simple, understated statement.

But it was like a thunderclap, exploding in the dead silence!

Chen Fengshan was suddenly stunned, and a glint of disbelief flashed in his bloodshot eyes!

"Yan Zhiqing, you...you have some good ideas?!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Defu, the production team leader standing to the side, frowned even more deeply.

He looked Yan Yu up and down, his tone filled with undisguised skepticism and disdain.

"Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want! This wheat field is the lifeblood of our entire brigade of hundreds of people for a year! It's not something you city kids can conjure up by reciting a few poems or talking!" (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)