Chapter 2137 Ask the Boss to Help Harvest the Rice

Zhao Baoshan felt a little stuffy in his chest when he thought that there were still a lot of rice grains that had not been harvested.

Seeing Zhao Wenshi who was taking a shower, Zhao Baoshan asked casually, "Boss, how are the rice grains harvested in your family's several acres of fields?"

Zhao Wenshi replied, "Tianhu and I are harvesting, we will come sooner, almost half of the harvest!"

Zhao Baoshan nodded, the two of them were working a little faster, and they were almost halfway through.

His old physique and speed of work are a little worse than Zhao Wenshi and Zhao Tianhu.

"Cough cough~" Zhao Baoshan coughed violently.

Zhao Wenshi hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Father, what's wrong with you, you're not feeling well?"

"I don't know what's wrong, my chest is stuffy, I'm a little uncomfortable these two days!" Zhao Baoshan said truthfully.

Zhao Wenshi frowned and persuaded, "Father, if you are not feeling well, take a rest for a few days. Don't go to the fields to cut rice grains these few days."

Zhao Baoshan shook his head and said, "How can this be done? If the weather changes one day and the rice grains are not harvested, they won't be damaged by the rain. Get home as soon as possible to be safe!"

"But Dad, your body is not good..."

After all, Zhao Baoshan is also Zhao Wenshi's biological father. Zhao Wenshi is not very filial, but he has a little conscience.

Zhao Baoshan thought about it for a while, and discussed with Zhao Wenshi, "Boss, otherwise, you can help Dad harvest the remaining rice..."

Before Zhao Baoshan could finish speaking, Feng Changxia jumped out and replied unhappily, "Father, my Tianlong father and Tianhu have to be busy harvesting the family's rice grains, how can the kung fu help you to harvest them. "

Zhao Baoshan's face sank. Seeing Feng Changxia say so, he didn't want to say the rest of the sentence.

Zhao Wenshi was worried about Zhao Baoshan's physical condition, so he said weakly, "How about I wait for Tianhu and I to finish cutting the rice at home and help my father to harvest it..."

Feng Changxia poked Zhao Wenshi with her crook, then glared at Zhao Wenshi, and murmured, "Where did you get your spare time, we have finished collecting the rice grains in our family, I think you are so tired and sore all over, rest on the bed. For a long time, you have so much energy to help others harvest rice?"

Zhao Wenshi was a little confused.

He wanted to help Zhao Baoshan to harvest rice, but he was afraid that Feng Changxia would get angry, and thinking that harvesting rice was really hard work, he had to give up.

Zhao Baoshan snorted lightly, a little disappointed with the people in the big room.

When something good happens, I just want to take advantage of it, but when I encounter this kind of thing, I keep pushing it away, for fear of losing money.

At this time, Zhao Wentao came over and heard the conversation between Zhao Baoshan and Zhao Wenshi just now, and said, "Father, I don't have much rice left to cut in my family. When I finish cutting, I will go and cut it for you!"

Zhao Baoshan's eyes fell on Zhao Wentao.

I silently admired Zhao Wentao in my heart. It was good for the sons in the family to save the third and fourth. After experiencing these things, the comparison became more and more obvious.

Zhao Baoshan nodded and replied, "Well, fourth child, then you can help me harvest the rice grains of several acres of fields. After harvesting, you can take these rice grains and eat them yourself, you don't need to give them to me! Now we are saving up. I have a lot of silver to buy food to eat, but I harvested it because I was afraid it would be wasted. Since it is handed over to you, the food is not wasted.”