The Rough Man and the Jiao'e

The eldest lady went to the countryside to bully a rough guy, but was picked on As the eldest daughter of a capitalist, on the first day I went to the countryside, I set my sights on the tallest man in the village. I deliberately dropped my straw hat into the mud puddle and blinked my watery eyes as he bent down to pick it up. Later, he always pretended to have heatstroke when the scorching sun was at its worst, and collapsed on the field ridge where he had to pass. Until one day, he pretended to be fainted and went back to the cornfield. His rough fingers pinched my chin: "If you keep pretending, the whole village will see you lying here tomorrow." "Baking in the sun, come back after finishing your work." It was like I was struck by lightning, and I realized that he had seen through my trick.