An Ning and Jiang Xia smoothly joined the team to clear the snow and clear the road, and from a distance, all the little blacks were steaming, especially like freshly steamed steamed buns.

An Ning greeted the villagers, and it was basically the same thing.

"Coming back?" "Well, I'm back."

"When did you come back?" "Just came back."

"How did you come back?" "Coming back by train?"

……

Casual chat, that's probably what it means.

walked all the way, answered all the way to An An, and finally found An Guoming and An Sancheng in the crowd, as well as Uncle An's family.

She called people one by one, and everyone's tone of voice was a little warmer and more cordial.

An Sancheng even beckoned Uncle An to go to his house for dinner in the evening, and Uncle An said reluctantly: "Let's eat in two days, it's not bad for a few days, I just came back today, and I have a good rest." ”

Uncle An spoke, but An Sancheng didn't dare to refute.

Everyone continued to shovel snow, and An Ning was next to An Guoming, shoveling shovel after spade.

"Second brother, why don't you go back, I don't think you have a great role here."

An Guoming next to him really doesn't have much strength, although he insists on exercising every day and learns boxing with Master Tang, but the work he does is different from that of the people in the village, and he doesn't need to pay so much physical strength.

Doing such physical work coldly, he is really tired and tired.

But......

"It's not good for me to go back like this, I might as well pretend to do it here."

If he leaves now, it will really stand out from the crowd and be very conspicuous.

"No, everybody knows you."

If you are straightforward, you can't be any other person than tranquility.

An Guoming smirked with a toothache and said, "I really thank you!" ”

"You're welcome!"

An Ning understood, but still replied to An Guoming with a smile.

"Second brother, who is the ———-?"

"Ringling——- dodge! Dodge! Dodge ———- touches! ”

A middle-aged man riding a bicycle, riding from the thick snow to the ground that had just been swept, slipped out of the slippery and slid in front of An Ning with the car.

An Ning quickly stretched out a foot to resist the sliding bicycle, blocking its trajectory.

"The car is broken!"

The sound of falling to the ground was very loud, and after he finished speaking, An Ning's foot was taken away, and he quietly sent it away, seeing that the bicycle continued to slide, and the villagers behind dodged one by one, making way for the bicycle to make a very smooth road.

"Bang-clank!"

Fell into the ditch.

The wheels are pointing upwards and are a little crooked.

"My car—what are you doing! Don't know how to help? ”

The middle-aged man struggled several times on the slightly slippery ground, stood firm and squatted down, squatted down and got up again, and his two hands danced in the air.

"What kind of dance is this, haven't you seen it?"

An Guoming held a shovel in both hands, and asked An Ning in a fake way, and An Ning said very cooperatively: "Slide dance." ”

"Oh——— apt, like, that's right."

The brother and sister, who didn't feel a backache when they stood and talked, were glared at fiercely by the middle-aged man, but he couldn't protect himself, and his feet slipped as if they were smeared with oil.

"Which village are you from? Shiligou isn't it? Is it from Shiligou? ”

The man accurately said Shiligou, is it the person who came to check?

At this moment, An Ning and An Guoming glanced at each other, and the brother and sister had an urge to send back the snow they had just cleared.

Sun Dazhuang in the crowd stood up and raised a hand and shouted: "I am the village chief of Shiligou, who are you?" ”

"I'm the one who called you! Whoever else, come and help me! ”

Sun Dazhuang gave the shovel in his hand to others, pouted his lips by the way, and when he turned his back, his face was numb like a dummy, and he went to support the middle-aged man who was swaying.

The middle-aged man finally found a support, and after standing firmly, he hurriedly said, "Why did you sweep here?" Didn't I tell you to hurry up! ”

"The new chief will be here in a while, can you leave this broken road?"

Sun Dazhuang, who was supporting the middle-aged man, said lightly and heavily: "The broken road was also repaired at our own expense, what does it have to do with the county." ”

"Besides, aren't they all people? You can't have so many ghosts on a snowy day, and it's not a day. ”

The middle-aged man was shocked by Sun Dazhuang's two words, and wanted to shake off Sun Dazhuang's support in a fit of anger, but he couldn't stand it himself, and finally didn't shake it off.

"Stop talking nonsense, get done, there's someone getting my bike out!"

"Hurry up, this is the time for your village to grow face, why don't people know how to do it, people come down and see that the road is clean, is it not a little bad mood, what will happen in the future, can you not take care of it!"

The middle-aged man who spoke in a different way of thinking made Sun Dazhuang unable to go back, after all, what he said did make some sense.

Sun Dazhuang beckoned everyone to continue working, and he beckoned people to go to the ground on the side, dug up a little floating soil and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Stampede."

"What?"

"If you step on the soil, it won't slip."

Sun Dazhuang said it loudly, and the middle-aged man stepped on his two feet separately, and he really didn't slip.

"Really...... What do you mean by that? ”

Before the middle-aged man could finish sighing, he saw Sun Dazhuang handing him a shovel.

"Snow plowing? Isn't that important? Don't you want to? ”

If you don't want to, let the middle-aged man reluctantly take the shovel and work.

An Ning looked at Sun Dazhuang, who was a little dark-bellied, and whispered to An Guoming: "The village chief is really powerful." ”

"That's it."

Everyone continued to clear the snow, and half an hour later they saw two small spots in the distance.

"Are those two people?"

"Isn't it, going out in such a snowy heap?"

The villagers chatted and talked, which attracted the reluctance of the middle-aged man.

"Get to work! Where did so many words come from! ”

The middle-aged man is like a mean overseer, in exchange for everyone's dislike.

The reason why everyone is still here is because Sun Dazhuang and An Ning are still there, otherwise many people would have left a long time ago.

They are all barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, and they don't have much fear of middle-aged men.

The atmosphere of the work was a little depressing, and everyone was plowing the snow and shoveling the snow to clear the road for the person who was about to go down to the village to inspect.

It's not impossible to inspect, but the short notice and letting people clear the snow are a bit not very authentic.

"Fellows, Shiligou is in front, right?"

The voice is a little elegant, and when I look up at people, I witness this conjecture.

The person who came should not be very old, he looked like he was in his thirties, his face was very clean, but it was not the kind of white that did not see the sun, it was a very clean but very healthy complexion.

People are not very good-looking, but they look very comfortable.

"We are from Shiligou."

"Yes, walk along this road that has just been swept, and you will be able to see Shiligou."

"Whose relative are you, looking at the eyes?"

"Don't fucking nag - ——— sweep ———- county ———— happily"

(End of chapter)