Chapter 315


    Chapter 315 Men Shouldn’t Be Spoiled


    Isabe opened the door, and there stood Alice, asking them, “Are you still able to go?”


    “Yes, we can.” Isabe rubbed her eyes and said, “Please wait here for a moment.”


    Alice didn’t say anything. She put down her sickle and sat down on the steps. Isabe


    turned around and noticed that Seth had already gotten up, but he didn’t look wèll. She


    hurried to boil some water, cut the pancakes that the olddy had brought, and served


    them to Seth. As she passed the courtyard gate, she overheard the olddy saying


    something.


    “You spoil him.”


    Isabe was speechless. Seth probably heard it too, and he looked gloomy while eating


    the pancakes. After finishing their preparations, the three of them left the house


    together.


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    At the end of the wheat field, there was a trishaw. Alice turned around and asked the


    two of them, “Who’s going to ride?”


    Silence. Isabe had never ridden before, and Seth was even less likely to have.


    “I’ll try,” Isabe raised her hand first.


    Alice frowned. “Is your husband useless?”


    Isabe felt her face heat up; she waved her hand subconsciously but didn’t know how


    to exin.


    Seth nced at her, stepped forward, and examined the trishaw from front to back. He


    sat on it, pulled the handbrake, and smoothly started moving forward.


    Isabe couldn’t help but p her hands, “Impressive!”


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    The olddy gave her a cold look. “Is this how you usually spoil him?”


    Isabe asked, “Huh?”


    “What’s so praiseworthy about a man riding a trishaw?” The olddy looked speechless,


    walked to the side of the trishaw, sat down very efficiently, and then called to Isabe,


    “Get on!”


    Isabeughed awkwardly, walked over with a bit of embarrassment, and muttered to


    herself. Isn’t it impressive to ride a trishaw smoothly for the first time?


    Seth sat in front of the trishaw, wearing a gray shirt, which was originally understated


    and elegant. But when he bent over to release the handbrake and then rode the trishaw


    forward very skillfully, it instantly made people feel that it wasn’t elegant at all.


    Isabe wanted tough when she saw it, but she was afraid that Seth would be upset


    and couldn’t ride well, so she had to hold back the whole time.


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    The olddy’s wheat field was quite far away and even more deste than where they


    lived. At a nce, other people’s fields were already nted with different crops, but


    only the olddy’s field was still full of wheat.


    It didn’t look like much at first nce, and Isabe felt relieved. However, when she


    picked up the sickle, she was instantly overwhelmed.


    The sickle was very heavy, and cutting wheat required strength. Although she also


    came from a humble background, she had never done farm work before. When she


    suddenly encountered it, she was stunned on the spot.


    She wanted to grit her teeth and persevere, but she used too much force on the first


    cut and fell backward,nding on the wheat. Her head was spinning, and she


    suspected that she had a concussion.


    Seth was the closest to her. He dropped his sickle and came over, pulling her up. “If you


    can’t do it, just get up. What are you trying to prove?”


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    Isabe felt wronged and looked at the wheat behind her, “I didn’t expect……”


    “Get up.” Seth frowned, supporting her waist and carrying her out of the wheat field.


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    Isabe felt a bit embarrassed and nced in Alice’s direction. The woman in her


    seventies was more efficient than her. She knew that Seth had injured his arm. If he cut


    from morning till night, his arm would probably be ruined.


    She was anxious that she couldn’t help, so when Seth wasn’t paying attention, she


    picked up the sickle again and squatted in the wheat field, cutting one stalk at a time,


    helping as much as she could.


    The wheat field appeared small at first nce, but as they began their work, a feeling of


    endless despair overwhelmed them. They paused for a break at noon before resuming


    theirbor. Isabe stood up multiple times, noticing Seth’s struggle to move his arm