The noise exploded, and Song Zhao swooped.

If it weren't for Song Ci's good eyes, he really wouldn't have been able to catch this kid.

I saw that he was like a swimming fish, flexibly drilling two diamonds, blending into the crowd, taking the shovel thrown by Wang Yuanbao, as if he was busy from beginning to end, as if he had not made any mistakes, showing the wisdom of survival.

Song Ci sighed and was sad at the same time.

If there is no need, which child wants to be sensible early?

But soon she didn't have time to grieve.

Wang Yuanbao excitedly half-knelt on the ground, reached out and picked up a handful of turbid river water, and laughed happily, as if crazy.

Song Jianshe slapped him on the shoulder, like a pile, without any strength, as if he wanted to wedge him into the soil and make him rare!

There were joyful smiles on everyone's faces.

There is a sense of accomplishment after labor, more confidence in fighting disasters, and the joy of looking forward to a bumper harvest!

Song Jiawang shouted like crazy, "Song Chun'an, you are really god", and ran over with a few young men who loved to laugh and make trouble, and threw Song Chun'an, who was raised and put on a master's style!

Song Ci was stained with her father's light, enjoyed the same treatment, was thrown high into the sky and caught it, and then threw it again and again!

The sound of the wind passed through his ears, the blue sky and white clouds were amplified over and over again in the field of vision, and Song Ci laughed happily, crisp like bursts of silver bells, wonderful and pleasant.

Everyone was cheering.

Song Zhao, who knows how to hide, is not a maverick at all, even if he has long lost the ability to laugh, he cleverly imitates the expressions and movements of the people around him, and tries his best to hide himself as a drop of water in the river, a grain of sand at the bottom of the river, which is particularly inconspicuous.

The water in the ground seemed to be infected by the enthusiasm of the people, and it seeped out of the dug hole, and in a short time it gushed out a small piece of the bottom of the bay, which looked pitiful and lovely.

"Strike while the iron is hot and keep digging!"

Song Jianshe was not carried away by the ecstasy, waved his big arm, and gave an order.

The villagers responded!

Wang Yuanbao didn't rush to work anymore, Qiao Qiao withdrew from the crowd and grabbed Song Chun'an's arm.

"Comrade Song Chun'an, please be sure to help our brigade take a look! On behalf of our entire brigade of 483 and a half people, please!"

Saying another ninety-degree bow!

Song Chun'an was dizzy and dizzy by a group of young people who had nowhere to go, and he was in a daze, he was dragged again, and he was forced to bow to him, so he was almost not taken and fell.

He pulled his hand back hard, but he didn't pull it out, so he helplessly helped Wang Yuanbao to stand firm, and asked casually:

"What do you do with that half-mouth?"

Wang Yuanbao hit the snake with the stick, straightened up with joy, and took out an exaggerated expression of "Comrade, I have found you", and both hands grabbed Song Chunan's hand and shook it vigorously.

"You promised us, didn't you? Comrade Song Chun'an's consciousness is high! On behalf of the 483 and a half people in our brigade, I thank you!"

After semi-forcing the lottery unilaterally finalized the matter of digging the well, he and his brothers grabbed Song Chunan's shoulders and pushed them out.

"That's what the half of the people are all about. There are several babies in our brigade, but this doll has not yet been born, so it can't be counted as a whole person;

I'll count it as half a mouthful. In this way, it happens to be half a family of people who are rich, that is, four hundred and eighty-three people and a half people. ”

Song Chun'an listened to his tongue twister, half of which was dizzy, and involuntarily followed him out of a dozen steps.

Song Ci only gasped a few breaths when she landed, and before the smile on her face disappeared, she saw her father leave her without looking back.

"Dad, where are you going?"

Song Ci shouted loudly, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Song Jianshe burst into a foul language, chased after him in three steps and two steps, snatched back the confused Song Chun'an, protected him behind him like a baby egg, pointed at Wang Yuanbao's nose and scolded:

"What do you want to do with the surname Wang? This is a member of our brigade, in broad daylight, why do you still want to rob the people? Have you asked my opinion?"

When the other villagers saw this, they didn't care about continuing to dig deep bay, picked up their tools, and looked at them with fierce eyes.

A one-sided group fight, on the verge of breaking out!