Su Maimang didn't care whether they would go or not, and after dealing with them, Su Maimang walked around Liu Hongli and walked out of the classroom quickly.

As soon as he walked out of the classroom, Su Maimang saw Chen Hongxia and Su Dajun waiting in the courtyard.

The three of them knew that time was pressing, and they didn't bother to say more, and walked out of the school together.

The tractor was parked some distance from the school, and it didn't take long for the three of them to reach the car.

Su Dajun drove in front, and Su Maimang and Chen Hongxia sat in the car as usual.

But unlike before, there are more things in the car this time, which is a small bamboo house built with bamboo and bamboo strips, and fastened to the carriage with hemp rope. m

There are also bamboo mats and futons on top of the bamboo house.

There is a door on only one side of the small bamboo house, and the door is still on the windy side.

Sitting in a small bamboo house, you don't have to worry about wind and rain, you don't have to worry about dust, and even the smell of diesel exhaust is much less.

Su Maimang sat in the small bamboo house with Chen Hongxia, looked up curiously, and then looked at Chen Hongxia, "Mom, my dad made this, right?" ”

Chen Hongxia smiled and nodded, "Yes, this is what your father specially made for you, saying that when you pick you up like this, you don't have to suffer too much." This is alive, put it on it when you use it, and fix it with a rope.

When not in use, it is very convenient to untie the rope directly and carry it down. ”

Su Maimang nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but admire, "My dad is really ingenious!" ”

As soon as Su Maimang finished saying this, he saw Chen Hongxia laugh out loud.

"People are clever enough to describe little girls, and you use them to describe your father."

"But what I'm saying is the truth!" My dad is ingenious, and a few little girls together can't compare to my dad alone! ”

This was agreed by Chen Hongxia, "What you said is right, as long as there is no work in the field, your father likes to study bamboo weaving, and I don't know how there are so many ideas, everything can be made up." ”

Su Maimang also sighed in his heart.

This is why now, traffic information and people's living standards are not high.

If it is a few decades in the future, Su Dajun's bamboo weaving skills will definitely be popular, and the things he makes will not only be in short supply, but the price will be very high.

Even if it can't reach this level now, anyone in their village who is in need will still go to Su Dajun, and every time they will give some money or their own vegetables and food, and there is no empty-handed begging.

Because of this extra income, the Su family was able to support the five Su Maimang brothers and sisters in a difficult time.

Although Su Dajun had driven the tractor to the fastest, the speed of the tractor was there, even if it was fast, it was not much faster.

By the time they got home, it was already dark.

It's really getting late autumn, and it's getting dark earlier and earlier.

The car stopped, and Su Maimang also got out of the small bamboo house.

As soon as I went out, I saw Mrs. Su standing next to the car.

"Is the wheat back?"

Hearing Mrs. Su's trembling voice, Su Maimang's heart was sour, her speed increased, and she didn't forget to answer, "Yes, milk, I'm back!" ”

As he spoke, Su Maimang had already flipped out of the car.

"It's so dark, why did you just jump down and turn on the flashlight!"