Chapter 127 Who the hell is setting him up?! (2/2)

His palms were hot and dry, with thin calluses from working. He stroked her delicate hands, transferring the heat little by little, like a portable little stove.

Ruan Tang squinted comfortably, her fingers unconsciously scratching his palm.

This moment felt like a kitten's paw gently brushing against my heart.

Yan Yu's eyes darkened.

His good fortune doesn't come from what others call "capable" or "powerful".

His good fortune was the little girl who sat quietly beside him, held in his hand, and would tickle him with her little finger.

Just then, Chen Fengshan's loud voice rang out from the entrance of the brigade headquarters: "That's it! Everyone, that's it! Time for lunch!"

The commune members felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and they all put down their tools and headed home.

Standing on high ground, Chen Fengshan shouted again, "Come early this afternoon! Finish the rest of the work on the irrigation canal! Tomorrow all the male laborers can rest for a few days, and then we can go down to cut reeds!"

Cutting reeds?

Yu Hao and Yu Siyuan, who had just walked nearby, happened to hear this.

Both of them looked completely bewildered.

Reeds are also found in Beijing parks; cutting them counts as work.

Beside them, Chen Weidong walked over carrying an iron shovel. Seeing Yu Hao's clueless look, he smiled憨厚ly and offered to "educate" them both:

“Brother, this job is no easy task. There’s an old saying here: ‘Donkeys are afraid of going to the mill, and men are afraid of going to the reed field.’”

"Reed field?" Yu Hao didn't understand.

"It's that swampy area with tall reeds." Chen Weidong pointed to the endless white expanse north of the village. "It's cold, so the water's frozen over, allowing people to go down. But underneath that ice is all mud and icy water; if you step into the wrong spot, half your leg will sink in!"

"And those reed leaves, with edges like razor blades, can easily cut your hands and face if you're not careful. When the north wind blows, the cold air seeps into your bones through those cuts, tsk tsk!"

"The worst part is that those things grow so many and so densely that going in is like entering a maze, and you have to stay in there all day long. Every year, people lose their toes to the cold and have them amputated when they get back."

Chen Weidong spoke casually, as if he were simply saying that the weather was nice today.

But every word was like an ice dagger, piercing deeply into the hearts of Yu Hao and Yu Siyuan.

Yu Hao's face gradually paled.

He felt a chill run down the back of his neck, and a cold sensation shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He turned his head blankly and looked at the white world gleaming in the sunlight to the north of the village.

That's not a scenic spot.

It's a white hell that can devour people.

He suddenly thought of Yan Yu and subconsciously searched for him in the crowd.

It appeared very soon.

Yan Yu was leading Ruan Tang back by the hand when Ruan Tang said something. He looked down and a very faint smile appeared on his lips.

He even reached out his finger and gently wiped away a tiny, invisible sugar stain from the corner of Ruan Tang's lips with his fingertip.

Those two people were a world of their own.

Warm and peaceful.

It is completely out of step with all the suffering on this land.

Yu Hao had no time to look at where he was. At this moment, his heart was sinking, and his body was getting colder and colder, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

His mind was buzzing. What the hell was going on?!

Why the hell is there a reed field here? Can anyone tell me why there is this thing?!

All the information he gathered was false!

Who is it? Who exactly is sabotaging him behind his back?! (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)