The Role of Women in Novels
Chapter 6

Li Yufeng held the medicinal herbs in her hands, and looked at the people who were bent over to work in front of her with a blank expression.She still could not adapt to this pollution-free method of producing fresh herbs, and he hesitated to put aside the so-called hemostatic grass in his mouth, on the back of the field.

Zhao Guodong cut the wheat very quickly, and it didn't take long before he caught up with the other members in front of him. He pauses occasionally and stands with his hands on his hips to rest for a moment. Li Yufeng could not see his chest rising and falling, but he could feel his light breathing as he took a deep breath.On his trembling back, every muscle was full of strength, and was nourished by sweat.

He quickly finished cutting through the ridge of wheat, and walked back casually, with a shiny scythe in his hand very obediently. He looked at Li Yufeng who was still sitting on the ridge, and frowned slightly.The hemostatic grass he had just given him had not moved, and was still on the ridge beside him.

Zhao Guodong was suddenly a little angry, if he was still the object, he would have to teach him a lesson. He lowered his head and glanced at Li Yufeng's ankle, seeing that his wound was no longer bleeding, he ignored her and leaned over to start harvesting the ridge of wheat that Li Yufeng had just moved.

The scythe waved, and a large piece of grain fell, sweat ran down his cheek, and there was no dry spot on the tattered inner t-shirt where the water could be squeezed.

Listening to his heavy breathing, Li Yufeng wanted to ask if he wanted to rest, but felt a little embarrassed to ask him.It doesn't seem good to delay others to get work points.

"Hey .. hello ..." He was a little reluctant, thinking that Zhao Guodong would look dark like an enemy when he saw him in the future

. I accidentally threw myself into the river, believe it or not?" Li Yufeng frowned, thinking that Yuan's body was worthless and that Liu Zhenhua's life was in vain, but he felt this was fine, if according to the development of the original book, it was not, Yuan would rather die now than experience the encounter that the body would experience in the future.

"Zhao Guodong, are you listening to me?" Li Yufeng was a little anxious. With such a reputation, he and Zhao Guodong would lose face on this satellite team.

Surrounded by the cool breeze brought by the wheat wave, but if Li Yufeng was more careful, she could feel that Zhao Guodong's wheat-cutting frequency was clearly much slower than before. But the man did not respond to her at all, he simply lowered his head and used violence to cut off the entire wheat growing wild in the fields for several months. Looking at the neat rows of wounds, the anger in my heart seemed to be released.

I am useless, no wonder women look down on him. Whether Li Yufeng was really plunging into the river or pretending to throw herself into the river, she really did not bother about it much. But he could not help but worry, what would happen if he destroyed it!

However, Li Yufeng was extremely dissatisfied with Zhao Guodong's attitude, which clearly showed a clear line of demarcation and non-contact. Seeing the movement of cutting wheat in his hand, I somehow felt that I was a grain of wheat in his hand.If there was something that made him unhappy, with a single click, he could cut it in the middle.

This kind of thought made Li Yufeng shudder, and after thinking about it, she was frightened, seeing Zhao Guodong's retaliatory action of cutting the wheat, she curled her lips and whispered: "Are you tired? Do you want to sit down and rest for a while?"

Zhao Guodong still ignored him, and the wheat in his hands were still falling, the sweat on his face flowing down his forehead and the corner of his eyes to his chin, and dripping onto the fertile ground under his feet.

"Stop and drink water?" Li Yufeng looked around and found that the members of the commune had started to return home one by one. They have to get up early tomorrow to harvest, or they will harvest during the day Working under the scorching sun can easily cause heat stroke.

"Don't be like this. Chairman Mao said that the body is the capital of the revolution ..."

Before Li Yufeng finished speaking, she saw Zhao Guodong standing tall. The sweaty neck stretched out straight, and the jakun rolled up and down, making Li Yufeng feel a little sexy.

He actually saw the aura of a male god within a peasant... Although this feeling was enchanting, but the powerful male hormones made Li Yufeng gulp unconsciously.

"It'll be raining soon, you'll be back."

Zhao Guodong closed the pot, looked up at the sky and said. But he himself continued to bend down to harvest, and he would be able to harvest one more ridge of wheat with one foot left, enough for one working point.

"I will wait for you," Li Yufeng exclaimed involuntarily.

As the night wore on and the temperature dropped sharply, she wore Zhao Guodong's tattered dress on her body and watched the man continue to sweat profusely in the wheat field.

Suddenly feeling cold on her cheeks, Li Yufeng raised her head and touched her face, exclaiming: "Zhao Guodong, it's raining!" Raining

in the rainy season it always came so said, and members of the commune immediately appeared on the ridge They ran all the way home, Li Yufeng stood up, waiting for Zhao Guodong to come, waiting for Zhao Guodong, and he had to return the clothes to her.

But the man still cut the last row of wheat.

After Zhao Guodong finished all of this, she returned to the ridge and saw Li Yufeng holding her tattered dress with both hands, waiting for her with her neck curled up.

Li Yufeng was drenched, her wet bangs stuck to her forehead, and her large and beautiful eyes narrowed, "Give me your clothes." After he finished talking, he turned around and was about to leave, seeing everything in the dark rainy night

No, Li Yufeng narrowed her eyes and stepped into the puddle of water.

"Of ..." This was the first time he had walked on a ridge when he was an adult, and he did not know where to put his two thin legs, so he rolled into the wheat field beside him.

Zhao Guodong had just seen Li Yufeng tilted in front of him, and her little body rolled to the ground at once, she did not even have time to reach out, when she heard him cry with a sobbing voice.

She's usually different from the girls in brigades, and she likes cleanliness, I'm afraid she's never rolled around in the mud since she was a kid, but this time she did.

"Zhao Guodong, why don't you help me?" Li Yufeng felt that she was less fortunate. As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Guodong's dark eyes staring at him, and he didn't know what emotions were in them. After being scolded himself, he stretched out his hand and pulled it from the ridge.

The wound on the ankle started to bleed again, and the clothes on his body were also stained with mud, he looked very embarrassed, but he did not hate him, and he was always the only one who did not like him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guodong simply bowed and carried Li Yufeng on his back.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, if he continued to laze around like this, he still did not know when he could return to the team.

Suddenly picked up by the man, Li Yufeng was shocked. He hurriedly hooked the man's neck, and thrust two scythes into his hand. The man said, "Don't move, hold on tight." Li Yufeng ran over

. the ridge of the field was like Lingbo with Li Yufeng's small steps holding a scythe in one hand and hooking her neck with the other, her cheeks almost touching her shoulders.

Together and down, the body and the person with the tense muscles get closer.

Zhao Guodong ran very fast, and when he reached the entrance of the village in one breath, he felt his back hot and soft.The two lumps on Li Yufeng's chest throbbed at the lump, stuck to his back, and the two lumps on Li Yufeng's chest pulsed at the bump, stuck to his back, made her feel her blood swell.

The woman's body was very light, and the indentation of her feet pressed by her palms felt soft, and a gust of moist air whispered in her ears, and she was completely disturbed.

Sweat mixed with rainwater slid down his cheeks.Through the misty rain and fog, he saw many members of the commune and educated youth gathered in the grain-drying fields not far away to restore agricultural equipment.

“It's not far from your house, you can go back by yourself.”

Before reaching the grain drying field, Zhao Guodong threw Li Yufeng down. She took the wet dress from her hands, wiped her face firmly, turned around and left without even looking at her.

If he was still the object, it would not matter if he brought him home, but it was not the case now.

Li Yufeng watched Zhao Guodong's back as he left quickly, giving him the illusion that he was running away.

He limped slowly to the warehouse, and after returning the scythe to the production team, he was able to return home.

Outside it was still raining, and the learned young men lined up to return the farming equipment.Liu Zhenhua saw Li Yufeng back soaking wet, and came to pick her up with an umbrella.

"Why did you come back?" Li Yufeng had always been afraid of getting dirty. Even though she's a country girl, she's a little bit of a janitor. Now his face was covered in rain water and his clothes were covered in mud. It really made people feel embarrassed, but Liu Zhenhua felt like this, he was very different from usual, getting rougher, he smiled and took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

Li Yufeng took a step back with a limp, dodged Liu Zhenhua's handkerchief, wiped the rainwater from his face, and said with disdain: "You don't do this, it's not good for people to see." Liu Zhenhua stunned,

then laughing He got up, thinking that this might be a quiet trait unique to girls. He followed behind Li Yufeng under the umbrella, and suddenly heard a group of people running back in a hurry, saying: "Hurry up get the medicine box, Comrade Liu is working wounded!"