Lin Nianhe thought that it would be over when this melon was eaten here.

Outcome......

I don't know who Su Yuncheng changed jobs with, he stopped collecting corn, and went to the warehouse to transport corn cobs one by one.

About every ten minutes, he would come to the warehouse to report to him.

Lin Nianhe missed Li Dahe so much for the first time.

Uncle Captain, take care of him! Or take care of the two Uncle Ru and Uncle Ru who live in the melon field!

Lin Nianhe endured and endured, couldn't help it, and dragged the corner of Su Yuncheng's raincoat and asked, "Where is the captain, uncle?" ”

Su Yuncheng wiped the rain off his face and replied: "The road is muddy, and the captain is old and his legs are inconvenient, so I changed jobs with him, and he is now harvesting corn." ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

What are you talking about?

Uncle Captain's legs and feet are inconvenient?

Did Wang Dong, who was kicked by him from the head of the village to the end of the village, agree?

"Girl Lin, Xiao Su is right, your Uncle Li's legs, you won't walk down the aisle on a rainy day."

"Yes, yes, his old bones, can you still fall it?"

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Do you want to hear what you're saying?

Uncle Captain is still afraid of falling?

Is he promised to climb the pole twice a day?

"Nian He? Nian He? ”

The call from afar saved Lin Nianhe.

She followed the sound and saw two figures in raincoats supporting each other, and they looked around slowly in the direction of the warehouse.

She hurriedly raised her hand: "Sister Lan! Sister Shumei! I'm here! ”

Wen Lan and Wang Shumei retracted their gaze in the roadside ditch, and saw clearly that it was really Lin Nianhe, so they quickly quickened their pace and trotted into the warehouse.

Before they had time to take off their raincoats, Wen Lan and Wang Shumei grabbed Lin Nianhe's hand left and right.

"Are you alright?"

"Why don't you go back, I think something happened to you!"

Looking at the caring eyes of the little friend, and then thinking about the action they were looking for in the gutter just now......

Lin Nianhe: "Although it shouldn't be, I still want to ask you two why you two looked into the gutter just now." ”

The so-called gutters are actually less than 30 centimeters in the widest part and 40 centimeters in the deepest place.

What posture did she have to use to tuck herself up and stuff herself in!

Wang Shumei and Wen Lan glanced at each other, and their expressions were a little embarrassed.

As soon as Wen Lan wanted to speak, Wang Shumei covered her mouth.

She squeezed out a smile at Lin Nianhe: "Nianhe, you know you shouldn't ask, so don't ask." ”

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Today, her native language is speechless.

She suspected that she had a negative state of "bad luck on a rainy day", otherwise she really couldn't understand why she was so miserable every rainy day.

Although Lin Nianhe didn't want to speak, there were others who were willing to ask the reason for her.

Uncle Ru: "Why are you two here?" ”

Uncle Ru: "What's wrong with the educated youth?" ”

Wang Shumei shook off the droplets of water on her raincoat and replied: "No, everyone is fine, but I haven't seen Nianhe come back, I'm afraid that something will happen to her on the road, so Xiaolan and I will come out to look for it." ”

Lin Nianhe twisted the towel hard, and his joints turned white.

She couldn't help but snort, "That's not why you two are looking for me in the gutter." ”

"Huh? Can't you get over this? Wen Lan stretched out her hand and poked Lin Nianhe's head, "Why don't I accompany you to fight?" ”

Lin Nianhe looked at her, and then looked at himself.

She frowned and said seriously, "Sister Lan, what are you talking about?" Is it time to think about personal gains and losses? You can't see the soggy corn on this ground? Collective property is likely to suffer, and you are still in the mood to fight? ”

Wen Lan: "......! ”

"Hezi! You wait, I'll go back and get the towel!" ”

Sister Lan roared angrily, turned her head and rushed into the rain curtain.

Lin Nianhe breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's dangerous.

Not long after, Wen Lan came over with a group of female intellectuals, and even Sun Yafei was not left behind.

They each had a towel in their hand, as if they were going to the bathhouse together.

There are more people, and the work is easy to do.

They talked and laughed and did their work, and when they saw Uncle Guan's eyes full of smiles, they were interested, and they also told them the story of the Long March.

After a while, Principal Wu came with three children, and brought a basket of hot steamed buns.

"Good fellow, white-faced?" Uncle Guan looked at Principal Wu, "Xiao Wu, have you taken out all that little white noodles?" ”

Principal Wu smiled and said, "No, I still have it, I can't finish the rich and strong noodles distributed in my second sister's factory, so she sent me two bags." ”

This is pure nonsense, Principal Wu's second sister is a textile factory worker, and most of the things she usually distributes during the New Year are cloth, and she can send up to ten catties of rice or white flour all year round.

Uncle Guan saw through it and didn't say anything, so he took a steamed bun and broke it, giving most of it to Accountant Zhao, and keeping the small half for himself. He stuffed a piece into the child's mouth, and finally fell into his mouth, which was a small bite the size of a red date.

Principal Wu was guarding the door, and when he saw someone coming to deliver corn, he beckoned them to take a few steamed buns, and after eating them, he brought a few to the villagers who were working in the fields.

The minutes ticked by, and the rain showed no signs of stopping.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, the warehouse welcomed the last batch of young people who delivered corn.

Li Xiaohai put down his flat shoulder, shook the drops of water in his hair and said to Uncle Guan: "Uncle, my father said that he wouldn't accept it when it gets dark, and he asked you to go back first." ”

Uncle Guan asked him, "What is your father doing?" ”

"He's leading people to dig drains." Li Xiaohai picked up the shovel next to the wall, "We're going to go over too." ”

Uncle Guan instructed: "Look at the soles of your feet, don't plant in puddles." ”

"Hey! Uncle, go back! ”

On this night, the hustle and bustle of the Ten Mile Brigade lasted until midnight.

When Lin Nianhe returned to the hut, it was already twelve o'clock.

She only felt a sore back and a pain in her back, and she didn't know if it was because she had been bending over to work or because she had a cold.

She washed up briefly, took her temperature and took two cold medicines, and then fell into the bed and fell asleep.

The sound of rain was loud and noisy.

Early the next morning, Lin Nianhe opened his eyes.

The rain still hasn't stopped.

At breakfast, Sun Guanghui said that after yesterday's harvest, there is not much corn left in the field, and it is estimated that it will be harvested today.

That's the best news in a world of bad news.

Everyone was very motivated, put on their raincoats, grabbed their tools and went out again.

"Lin Nianhe."

Lin Nianhe was stopped as soon as he was discharged from the hospital.

She followed the sound and saw that it was a woman in her thirties, not tall and thin.

Lin Nianhe was pretty sure he hadn't seen her.

She frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Sister Lirong asked me to bring you a few words." As she spoke, the woman glanced at the group of people behind her, pointed to the corner and said, "Let's go over there." ”

Lin Nianhe raised his eyebrows.

"Okay."

She answered, but first turned around and stretched out her hand to Wang Shumei, and handed her the towel in her hand: "Sister Shumei, you help me get it, I'll come when I go." ”

As she spoke, her other hand was hidden in front of her, and she quickly gestured to Wang Shumei.