Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2223: Chapter 1883: Let Me Carry It for You

Liang An’s voice was neither loud nor soft, yet Xu Cheng, who was his partner, heard it clearly.

At this moment, she looked across the row of melon racks at the girl opposite—indeed a colleague, even somewhat familiar.

But she had no intention of backing the girl; instead, she silently found a spot where the melon leaves were sparse and watched quietly.

Under Liang An’s gaze, the girl holding the large melon frowned: "What do you mean? Do you think I picked too many? Ridiculous! If you can’t afford to give them, then don’t. I just picked one, and you’re whining already."

As she spoke, she glanced Liang An up and down:

"I remember you, aren’t you Xu Cheng’s partner? Why don’t you mind your own partner instead of coming here to seek attention?"

She then glanced across the melon racks and immediately laughed: "Xu Cheng, I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your date."

Xu Cheng’s face instantly turned red.

Liang An’s brows furrowed even tighter, but he didn’t say anything more, just repeated the sentence: "Too many melons, let me help you carry them."

The melon planting area wasn’t small, yet although everyone was dispersed, picking melons wasn’t the main focus now, and chatting and strolling around, they were quickly drawn by the girl’s sharp voice.

Soon, the surroundings sprouted many ears, half-hidden among the scattered leaves and vines.

They might not be familiar with the girls from other units.

But the impression of Liang An’s self-introduction in the cafeteria was indeed vivid for everyone.

Thus soon, people started quietly whispering: "It can’t be about picking melons, right?"

More and more people joined the commotion.

The girl in the long skirt was also subtly agitated and distressed.

She pulled the melon in her hand closer to herself and loudly declared:

"They told us to pick melons, I’ve just started with one, and here you are—guarding me like a thief. Acting like security guards got skills, think this land belongs to you? If you can’t play then don’t!"

With that, she turned her body and walked directly along the furrow outwards.

Liang An remained unhurried.

Honestly, young people have thin skins, and unless they get unreasonably argumentative, they are somewhat inferior compared to the aunts and elderly in the village.

Don’t be fooled by the good atmosphere in Yunqiao Village; even when helping with work, if they’re not watched closely, village folk can still take advantage.

Even if not stealing sheep, people might casually pluck a fruit from a tree to eat—everyone knows everyone here. If the boss sees it, what can he say?

So what they, as security guards, have to do is be the first line of defense.

No matter how rigid or strict it seems, the rule can’t be broken.

Now, he stepped directly beside the girl in the long skirt, shouting to the other side, "Xu Cheng, sorry, please wait a moment."

He followed her closely and reached out again: "Hard to carry, right? Let me help you."

The girl was nearly furious: "It’s just one melon, what’s hard to carry?"

The implication was clear.

And the girl in the long skirt pursed her lips.

She did pick extra, but it was only one more, was it such a big deal?

As for each melon being worth hundred dollars... oh come on, even if it’s worth it, so what?

Today’s game prize was easily one or two thousand bucks; was it really short of one or two hundred?

Thinking so, she got even angrier.

Because she hadn’t chosen a suitable partner, and kept misjudging in prize guesses earlier, all day she only won two or three hundred, just her.

The more she thought like this, the more justified she felt.

Yet regardless of any emotional shifts, Liang An quietly followed beside her.

Seeing they were almost out of the melon plot, she remained stubborn, resisting even a step back, extending his hand determinedly in front of her.

The long-skirt girl finally stopped.

She exclaimed in shame and annoyance: "Are you crazy! Just picked a melon, do you have to stalk like a psycho?"

Liang An remained unfazed, maintaining his serious expression: "Sorry, I said I could help you carry it."

He may be physically disabled, but certainly not incompetent.

When surveillance tracking, his performance was far more discreet than hers.

Other than that, judging by the weight the long skirt could hold, he knew there were definitely two inside.

This small scene attracted more and more people, even as they were about to exit the melon field, the silent crowd watching continued gathering as if there were endless densely packed rows of melons here in the furrows.

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