CHAPTER 227: CHAPTER 226 MU DAZHONG CRIED (17TH UPDATE)

It was a leech as thick as a chopstick. It curved its body, moving back and forth by Mu Shuangshuang’s feet, seemingly wanting to suck her blood.

Unfortunately, when Mu Shuangshuang went out, she used the sleeves of old clothes at home to make pant legs, and tied the cuffs tightly with rope. Neither leeches nor leeches could easily suck her blood.

On the other hand, Mu Dazhong had his pant legs rolled up, exposing his hairy, black, thick legs. These were probably the leech’s favorite.

However, it was troublesome that this person wouldn’t go into the water.

Mu Shuangshuang was pondering when the opportunity came.

Mrs. Liu had pulled out a few more seedlings and thrown them behind herself, combined with Mu Qingqing’s, this trip was enough. But Mrs. Liu was too busy pulling seedlings to hand them over to Mu Dazhong on the shore, so he eagerly went down to the field to fetch them himself.

Luckily, I wasn’t too far from them.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Shuangshuang picked up half a stalk of rice straw, coiled the leech with it, and quietly followed, pretending to be pulling seedlings next to Mu Dazhong.

Her hand gently placed the leech by Mu Dazhong’s foot.

The leech is a kind of soft-bodied animal with strong adhesion. Once it entangles something it can suck blood from, it will never easily let go.

So as soon as Mu Shuangshuang placed it in the right spot, it naturally adhered to Mu Dazhong’s leg.

Stepping in the mud already feels different from stepping on solid ground, and Mu Dazhong didn’t mind as he took the seedlings and walked up the field slope. Before leaving, he reminded Mrs. Liu not to slack off.

Mu Shuangshuang almost watched Mu Dazhong leave.

She believed that the leech she personally delivered would surely have a feast today.

"Shuangshuang, how about this? Mom pulls seedlings, you wash the mud off, and then bundle them together, okay?"

Yu Si Niang smiled at Mu Shuangshuang and handed her some more rice straw.

After being pulled from the paddy field, seedlings come out with a lot of mud, making them very inconvenient for transport and difficult in transplanting. So the pulled seedlings must be washed repeatedly in water to clean off the mud.

Mu Shuangshuang knew Yu Si Niang was worried about her getting tired. Besides, Yu Si Niang had been doing farm work for so many years, and was indeed more efficient than Shuangshuang.

"Mom, let’s do as you say, but let’s have a race to see if you’re faster at pulling seedlings or if I’m quicker at washing them."

Mu Shuangshuang placed the rice straw by her feet, waiting for Yu Si Niang to pile seedlings in front of her. Her hands swiftly grabbed a bunch of seedlings, quickly washed them, and skillfully tied a knot with the rice straw — a bundle of seedlings was ready.

One after another, Mu Shuangshuang and Yu Si Niang worked more energetically, their hands becoming increasingly quick and efficient.

Finally, while Mrs. Liu and Mu Qingqing managed to gather only two loads of seedlings, they had already finished all the seedlings needed for the afternoon.

Mu Dazhong had made two trips, carrying seedlings twice, spending about half an hour in total, and now, as he came to carry seedlings again, he felt an intense itch at his calf.

Mu Dazhong couldn’t resist touching it, and the moment his hand made contact, he felt something soft and slippery.

"Ah..." Mu Dazhong was shocked, throwing the carrying pole and baskets off his shoulder.

On his leg, the formerly thin leech had swollen to the thickness of a finger.

"Oh my, oh dear, this... a leech... it’s sucking my blood, it’s sucking my blood..."

"I’m going to die, I’m going to die..."

Mu Dazhong had been afraid of leeches and similar creatures since he was a child. Once he was playing in the fields and a leech crawled into his shorts, sucking blood from his private part all afternoon, leading to ridicule from others and scolding from Old Mrs. Mu.

Since then, whenever doing farm work, Mu Dazhong avoided entering the fields, choosing instead to harvest rice or carry loads on the shore.

The leech clinging firmly to his leg, that fear surged back.

Mu Dazhong cried, wailing like a banshee.

Seeing her father like this, Mu Qingqing also stopped pulling seedlings, hurriedly rushing ashore to help her father, only to be waved away by Mu Dazhong.

At this point, Mu Dazhong was flailing about like a person possessed, his movements faster and faster.

Yet the leech, as if firmly rooted, refused to drop off.

Mu Dazhong kept muttering about how he was going to die.

"Someone, come help my dad!"

"Uncle, aunt, please help out!"

Mu Qingqing called out to a few villagers who had come to watch the spectacle.

"Qing girl, isn’t it just a leech? Those of us who do farm work, who hasn’t been sucked by leeches?

Moreover, when you’re sucked by a leech, you ought not to make a noise. Your dad is jumping and howling — the leech might have already taken root in his leg.

Soon, your dad’s leg will have little leeches."

The speaker was the village’s most notorious braggart, known for his tall tales. Normally, people wouldn’t believe a word he said.

But Mu Dazhong was different. He took the words to heart and screamed even more miserably.

In his mind, one thought roared — he didn’t want leeches rooting on his leg.

"Dad, Mom, help..."

Mu Dazhong looked pitiful, while Mu Shuangshuang secretly laughed by herself.

The little trick she came up with on a whim worked so well. If only she had caught a few more and put them on Mu Dazhong’s bed; perhaps this second uncle would be scared to death.

Hehehe!

Mu Qingqing, weeping, pleaded with this person and that person, but nobody was willing to help.

Everyone was keen on watching the commotion; who would step in to rescue?

Yu Si Niang and Mu Shuangshuang arranged the seedlings on the cart, and as they happened to pass by, the desperate Mu Qingqing took Yu Si Niang as her last straw to clutch at.

"Aunt, please help my dad, my dad... boo-hoo..." Mu Qingqing cried pitifully.

"Qingqing, I don’t know how..." Yu Si Niang was scared herself. Most women are, except for the daring Mu Shuangshuang who even dared to play with leeches.

Seeing that Yu Si Niang was unwilling, Mu Qingqing turned her gaze to Mu Shuangshuang.

"You know, don’t you? Save my dad."

Talking to Mu Shuangshuang, Mu Qingqing’s tone was more commanding.

"I really don’t know. Uncle’s flesh attracts these little creatures. How can someone else separate them?" Mu Shuangshuang subtly smiled, her calm expression a vast contrast to Mu Qingqing’s desperation.

That faint smile made Mu Qingqing feel certain she knew the way.

Involuntarily, her hand tugged at Mu Shuangshuang’s sleeve, her tone softening significantly.

"What do you want in return for helping my dad? I know you have a way."

(Begging for monthly tickets, kiss kiss~)