Grandpa Lin looked at Zihan distressedly, then at Cui Feng, who was looking at Zihan with an interested face, and sighed softly in his heart.

It's okay, with Xiao Cui supporting Zihan, I think she can really solve this matter herself!

In this way, he can also feel at ease.

Zhang Yongye's daughter-in-law, Miao Xiulan Miao, should have called her over before Zhang Yongye went out.

She hurriedly walked in and poured Cui Feng a cup of tea, and then cautiously retreated.

Xiao Kong came to Zhang Yongye's house with an old-fashioned stereo (big pimple) and a microphone with a square base in his hand.

A few people sat for a while, and when they felt that the time was about the same, they walked out of the small alley where Zhang Yongye was located, all the way to the east, and after walking out of the area where the villagers were concentrated, they came to a place where the production teams were arranged to threw wheat.

From south to north, there are a total of five or six threshing fields, the southernmost of which is more than a meter higher than the others.

The area of this threshing field is the largest in the village, and if there is a movie screening in the prefecture in my memory, the curtain will usually be pulled on this threshing field.

This is the wheat field of the second team of the production team, and the second team is also the production team with the largest number of households in the village at present.

These are all things that Zihan later learned after listening to Shaoting that Gu Shaoting's family belonged to the seventh production team, which was separated from the original production team, and the wheat field of the first team was also divided into two pieces.

When Zihan, Cui Feng, Grandpa Lin, and Xiao Kong walked to the second team's wheat field (the village people used to call it a big field), there were already twenty or thirty women gathered on the wheat field.

When they saw Zihan, their eyes were full of weirdness.

But because of Cui Feng's presence, they didn't talk to each other.

There are several shacks in the southeast corner of the main field, which are warehouses or breeding houses in front of the households.

The house used as a warehouse is generally equipped with an earthen kang for the warehouse keeper to live in.

Cui Feng's eyes locked on a shack facing the wheat field with a large earthen kang that opened the room, and asked Xiao Kong to arrange the sound and microphone on the large earthen kang.

When Zhang Yongye returned, there were already 150 or 60 women gathered in the threshing field.

Because there were more people, the women standing in the back began to mumble.

Zihan's gaze swept over the women who came one after another, and although their eyes were complicated when they looked at her, they did not show joy or panic.

It wasn't until Jinhua walked over with a somewhat exaggerated woman of her age, who also had a somewhat beautiful face, that Zihan noticed the panic when the two of them looked at Cui Feng, and the almost invisible curvature at the corners of Jinhua's mouth when she looked at her.

Zihan's heart was slightly cold, since this was the case, then she would let her also taste the feeling of being drowned in rumors.

No, it's not a rumor, it's a 'fact' that is not known to everyone.

What Zihan didn't expect was that Duo Jinhua and the woman named Li Jinxiu did not hide at the back of the crowd, but managed to squeeze to the front of the line.

However, when Zihan saw the eyes of Jinhua and Li Jinxiu looking at Cui Feng shyly, she couldn't help but be frightened.

It turned out that although they were panicked, they did not forget to brush their sense of existence in front of the handsome and handsome uncle Cui Feng.

Things gather like people and divide them into groups, it seems that Li Jinxiu and Jinhua are the same dog.

The small hole connected the microphone and the speaker, and pulled the wire from nearby.

After he tried the microphone, he handed it to Cui Feng.

Cui Feng smiled and gave the microphone to Zihan, his eyes full of encouragement.