Miss Qiu was stung

"Uncle li, give me a hat."

Uncle Li's mouth fell open,"ah? Young master, you want to do farm work too?"

This was really a young master from a wealthy family. Including today, this was only the second time his feet touched the soil. He didn't know if he could recognize more than one hand's worth of vegetables in this field.

Fu Nanli also put on a beeper hat of the same style.

The farm worker beside uncle li sighed. when we wear these hats, we look like we're working. But when they're on those two, they look like models. They look so good.

Wen Qiao brought Fu Nanli to the beehives at the side and picked up a piece of honeycomb, which Fu Nanli took from her. "I'll do it, you follow." Turning around, Wen Qiao picked up another beehive and followed him into the peach forest.

The eldest young master's face darkened. What a troublesome girl. He had to have a good talk with her when he got home tonight.

Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli shuttled through the peach forest.

The young master of the Nasdaq Federal Reserve, who had once talked about the stock market as a lever for the economy, was now seriously analyzing with Wen Qiao whether the peach could be pollinated successfully.

Qiu ya was left behind.

She was a little resentful. Her hands were used to play the violin, and the insurance cost ten million. Now, she had to do such heavy farm work. Bees buzzed and flew in front of her eyes. She was very afraid. The ground was watered and muddy. She almost fell with a deep step or a shallow step.

When she looked up again, she saw Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao whispering to each other in the small peach forest under the bright and beautiful spring sun, talking and laughing merrily. This made her feel even more resentful.

Uncle li was well aware of Wen Qiao and Qiu ya's efficiency. Little Wen worked quickly, so fast that young master felt sorry for her. From time to time, he would let her rest for a while or drink some water. She didn't refuse and only said that she would rest after she was done.

Although miss Qiu looked like she wanted to work seriously, her efficiency was less than one-tenth of little Wen's. Moreover, she was afraid of everything, including bugs and bees. It was really hard on her.

For the last trip, Wen Qiao took a board full of bees and went to the deepest part of the peach forest.

She had been working for almost three hours.

Even Fu Nanli was feeling a little frustrated.

Not to mention miss Jiao, Qiu ya. Her expression behind the veil was a little ugly, and she sneered in her heart,'in order to please the old master, this Wen Qiao is really going all out.'

She had no choice, she couldn't lose.

She picked up a slab of beeswax covered with bees and walked to a Ridge. Because she was too tired, her feet gave way and she fell to the ground. The hat on her head was also flipped over. The bees in her hand seemed to be startled and flew towards her.

Wen Qiao heard the agonizing cries and was startled. She turned around and saw a few farmers surrounding Qiu ya. She hurriedly put down the beehives in her hands and pulled Fu Nanli's hand as she ran over.

The screams were endless.

The farm team leader quickly picked up the rod and waved away the bees on Qiu ya's face and body.

Seeing Qiu ya's miserable state, Fu Nanli reached out to tighten the veil around Wen Qiao's hat.

After a while, the bees on Qiu ya's face dispersed. The team leader took off his hat and put it on Qiu ya. "Quickly put it on."

Wen Qiao wanted to take a look, but it was too horrible to look at. Qiu ya's face was swollen from being stung by bees.

Qiu ya was pulled up by the team leader in a sorry state. The physiological pain made her cry uncontrollably. The team leader was anxious. try not to cry. There is a certain amount of salt in your tears. The wound will hurt more if you get stung.