Director Jin and An Guoming returned to the county seat together.

An Guoming sent the director of the gold factory back to the machinery factory, and he drove the truck back to the textile factory.

An Guoming, who returned to the textile factory, took the blood sausage and pig's head meat made from home, as well as a few catties of fresh pork, to the master's house who taught him to drive.

One in and one out, in ten minutes, An Guoming came out.

An Guoming, who came out, did not rest after returning to the textile factory, but fetched water and began to wipe the car.

Now An Guoming, the whole person is a lot calmer, not shaking his cleverness, and is introverted and low-key.

On the other side, after returning to the machinery factory, the director of the gold factory did not stop for a moment.

He went straight to Mr. Zhang Qihua's house.

After the knock on the door, Zhang Qihua, who heard the voice of the gold factory director in the house, ran out with his clothes on.

"Promised?"

"Promised!"

The eyes of the two burst out with an incomprehensible excitement from outsiders, an excitement that belongs only to this era.

The two big men hugged each other and jumped up in the yard.

"Quick, tell me, what did she say?"

After Zhang Qihua let go, he didn't enter the house, but talked to the director of the gold factory in the courtyard.

"She said that we should sort out the types of crops we want, what are the types of crops."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Zhang Qihua's mind had already begun to think, he put on his clothes neatly, and shouted into the house: "Bring me my shoes." ”

An old lady in the house, who understood it, took out her shoes with disgust, and threw over a bag.

"It's all here, let's go."

Zhang Qihua grinned at the old lady, and the tacit understanding of the old husband and wife made him carry his burden and leave with the director of the gold factory.

The two of them used the car of the machinery factory and went straight to the city and found the leader of the upper level.

The leader gave an order to go down, and how many staff members, shouted from the bed, rushed to the office, and began to prepare the materials needed for Anning.

And the core character, An Ning, has already gone to the ground at this time and began to break buds.

The most planted in Shiligou is bud rice, followed by sweet potatoes, sorghum, and other miscellaneous grains will also be planted.

When harvesting in autumn, the miscellaneous grains are harvested first.

After the grains are harvested, a large area of budding rice begins.

As soon as the buds are harvested, it means that autumn is almost over.

At this time, the whole village went to the ground, including the children.

The school is on agricultural vacation, and I go home to help with the work.

Even if it is to settle down, the house will be put down for the time being, and the ground will be lowered first.

Sister-in-law Zhou Guifen was left at home by Lin Cuihua to cook, and Lin Cuihua herself followed to the field, and the time of the autumn harvest could not be delayed.

On the first day, he participated in the tranquility of breaking buds, and was asked by Lin Cuihua to be fully armed.

In Lin Cuihua's words, the bud leaves are pulled for a day, and it hurts to come back at night.

So when An Ning appeared in the ground, nothing leaked out except a pair of eyes.

Jiang Xia, who also came to the ground, couldn't help but joke after seeing An Ning's shape: "This is a newly unearthed mummy?" ”

Mummy?

An Ning didn't understand very well, but she understood Jiang Xia's ridicule and laughter.

"You'll find out at night."

An Ning learned from Jiang Xia's example, shook his head with the same arrogance, got into the cornfield, and began to break the buds.

Jiang Xia understood An Ning's words, but he was a big man, so it was not good to wrap a headscarf.

"Manly husband, it hurts."

Jiang Xia drilled into it like he and began to break buds.

The broken buds are put into piles and piles, carried to the ground by hand, and then pulled away by a tractor.

It's not that I don't want to use a tractor to pull into the field, but there are too many places, there is only one tractor, people spend a little effort and don't spend money, and the tractor burns oil and costs money.

From dawn to noon, everyone ate a bite of food on the ground, and continued to work in the field for a moment.

It's the same with Anjia, Gao Guifen pushes a bicycle to deliver the food, which is not so heavy.

The white rice, potato stew, more meat and less potatoes, and eggs with scrambled eggs with cucumbers can also reach half of the proportion.

Strive to eat well and be full.

If the food is not good, a harvest will come down, and people can take off a layer of skin.

After lunch, everyone immediately got up to work, and An Guoqing drove the tractor all the time, transporting the bud rice.

Such repetitive exercises, until the evening, after being completely invisible.

The villagers, who had been tired all day, went home with heavy feet, supported their strength to eat, and most of them lay down after eating.

Tired, really tired.

But also happy.

This year's buds are unexpectedly growing well.

If you grow well, you will have a good harvest.

This is the hope and hope of their work for a year.

A year's expenses, children's school fees, new clothes for the New Year, and children's marriages must be squeezed out of the middle.

At night, An Ning also felt exhausted.

"Mental power really works."

Today, she deliberately observed a few pieces of land where she worked.

The corn in those fields grows exceptionally well.

I slept all night, still got up before dawn, hurriedly ate a bite of food, and went to work in the field.

At the end of another day, An Ning received a call from the director of the gold factory.

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, the village is harvesting autumn."

"Okay, goodbye."

An Ning hung up the phone, and Director Jin said that he would come two days late to deliver the materials.

An Ning is not in a hurry, go home and rest, and continue tomorrow.

She worked for another three days, and finally met the gold factory director who had arrived again.

This time, it was not only the director of the gold factory who came over, but also two people who came together.

One is the old man Zhang Qihua, and there is another young man who An Ning doesn't know.

The sun is shining, and the power of the autumn tiger is no less than that of the hot summer.

The noon sun, as long as it takes a while, can bask people's faces turn red.

At this time, An Ning, dressed in long pants and long sleeves, with a red headscarf around his head, and two black eyes exposed, was looking at Director Jin.

"An Ning, let me introduce you, this is the chief designer of the city's machinery factory, Li Chengze."

"Li Design, this is the tranquility we mentioned."

An Ning looked in the direction of Li Chengze and said, "Hello." ”

Li Chengze stretched out his hand and said, "Hello." ”

An Ning looked down at Li Chengze's hand and said in refusal: "Our village doesn't like this." ”

The main thing is that she is a girl, still in the village.

She wouldn't mind if she was outside.

Lee Sung-taek withdrew his hand, and his expression did not change much.

In the past few days, he has been hearing An Ning's name in his ears, and he has also seen the drawings she drew with his own eyes.

But he still didn't believe it, or he didn't want to believe it.

I don't want to believe that a girl who has never been to school or been out of the county can draw such a drawing.

"Director Jin, where do I want something?"

After An Ning finished asking, he saw a look of embarrassment on the face of the director of the gold factory.

"Questions?"

An Ning asked again.

The old man Zhang Qihua, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "We have no problem, someone has." ”

(End of chapter)