I took the small bench I bought and went to work.

As soon as Zhou Sinian appeared, the audience was silent.

chose the bud rice pile in the old place, Zhou Sinian was proficient in business, and he didn't need Ming Dai to demonstrate, and he started to work with an awl.

Ming Dai followed the budding rice, with a new cotton glove, and the aunts around her called the loser, and the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law were envious.

Today, Aunt Huang's family chose the bud rice pile next to Ming Dai and Zhou Sinian.

In the admiring expressions of everyone, Aunt Huang leaned in.

"Xiao Ming's daughter, you see that you are polite, and give the iron egg four pieces of peach cake, what a precious thing."

Although his voice was a little trembling, and his posture was ready to flee for his life at any time, he was already very bold.

Ming Dai looked up with a smile: "My aunt also gave us so many vegetables and mountain goods, I just ate the leek box this morning, and I lost my tongue, I have to learn from my aunt, how to grow it so delicious." ”

This sentence praised Aunt Huang's heart, and she rubbed her whole body over, sharing her planting experience with Ming Dai, and finally promised to give Ming Dai a stubble of leek roots.

"Wait until the spring of next year, you plant it, and soon there will be leeks to eat, I'll tell you。。。。。。"

As she was talking, she found herself sitting in front of Zhou Sinian, and the words were so vividly held in her throat.

Fortunately, Zhou Sinian was busy working and didn't raise his eyes, so Aunt Huang was relieved.

Seeing that Ming Dai and the others were working fast, Aunt Huang didn't say anything more, but just explained that she had time to come to the house to dig up sauce and sauerkraut.

Winter here is missing nothing and nothing is missing, miso and sauerkraut.

Mingdai smiled and agreed.

Aunt Huang returned to her position and immediately surrounded a circle of people, and looked in the direction of Ming Dai and Zhou Sinian from time to time during the conversation.

The two of them ignored it, Ming Dai planned to finish her work early, go back to clean up the vegetable cellar, and then go to the village to buy some vegetables, otherwise in the winter, she would become a green vegetable, and Zhou Sinian would have to suspect something even if he was a madman, right?

The pile of buds on Ming Dai's side ended quickly in the envy of everyone, most of them were done by Zhou Sinian, and Ming Dai didn't even rub a third.

The villagers were envious after reading it, but the educated youths were jealous.

Especially the female intellectuals.

Inside the old intellectual, Song Lanlan looked at the brand-new cotton gloves in Ming Dai's hand, and the acid water in her mouth was about to come out.

This is a cotton glove, even the girls in the city are reluctant to use it, they are all dismantled and woven scarf, and now they are worn on Ming Dai's hands to rub the bud rice, no matter how you look at it, it is a violent thing.

Liu Yan gritted her teeth with hatred, they were all from the capital, and if she took a train, how could she be better from the west of the city than from the east of the city!

Although I work at home, I have never done such menial work, at most I am washing and cooking.

Yesterday, I rubbed three blood blisters in the morning, and I went to Chen Erhong to ask for leave.

Before Chen Erhong could speak, he was beaten by Song Lanlan.

"Oh, you, the capitalist lady, are really good, Fang Rou's hands are also foaming, and she didn't shout that she wanted to ask for leave, why are you so special?! Or do you want to continue to be the master and oppress us poor slaves! ”

This is very serious, if it weren't for the simple Liujiawan, Liu Yan would have been dragged away for review.

Liu Yan was stunned, raising her hand and not knowing how to answer.

Chen Erhong looked more and more excessive, glared at Song Lanlan, and looked at Liu Yan and frowned: "Everyone comes here like this, it's impossible to ask for leave, I'll help you break the blood blisters later, just get used to it." ”

Liu Yan could only agree, and continued to work with the deflated blood blisters, and puffed up four more at night.

And at this moment, Fang Rou was also bored in her heart, and her hands were also painful.

And she forgot to bring her labor gloves, so she'll be rubbing the buds with her bare hands.

In her last life, she came here in the summer two years later, and it was busy farming.

At that time, the task was heavier, and she was tired and crying in the field on the first day of work.

Again, no one pitied her, just told her to get used to it.

But how could she get used to it, she didn't belong here in the first place.

Fortunately, with Luo Cheng's help behind her, she was able to free herself from heavy labor.

In this life, she came over ahead of schedule, thinking about laying the foundation for Luo Cheng to meet, but forgot that in winter, Liujiawan also had to work.

Looking at the sparkling blisters in her palms, she thought that the matter of going to the commune primary school to teach was about to be raised.

Qi Zhijun on the side was also grinning and rubbing the bud rice, a boy like him, his hands were more tender than ordinary girls, and naturally they were blistered.

But looking at Fang Rou, who was not complaining about being tired, he was greatly encouraged, he must follow the ideological consciousness of Shangrou, work hard, and never cheat!

Fang Rou didn't know, she probably hated him even more after knowing it, after all, she had experienced it once in her previous life, and after a short oath, Fang Rou's work still had to be done by herself, and that waste boy brother couldn't take care of her at all.

Soon in the morning, Ming Dai and Zhou Sinian's bud rice pile was finished again.

After the team leader checked, a girl with big pigtails wearing a butterfly hairpin came over and asked for their names.

After learning Ming Dai's name, the girl's eyes lit up and her attitude became much kinder.

This is Secretary Liu's little daughter, baby pimple, Liu Miao.

Ming Dai looked at her and looked at herself, winked at her, and amused Liu Miao.

"Ahem, Ming Daihe, uh, Zhou Si is over 8 centimeters."

When she read Zhou Sinian's name, Ming Dai felt as if she was reading something dirty.

After speaking, he turned to the end of the small book he was holding, and wrote an 8 on each of the names of the two on the last page.

Ming Dai raised her foot and looked, well, there is an 8 in front.

Look at the above again:

Liu Yan: 4;

Qi Zhijun: 6;

Fang Rou: 6:;

Liu Daye: 6;

Zhang Xiaojun: 6;

Cai Mingcheng: 8;

Qin Fangfang: 8;

Ming Dai stood up satisfied, smiled with Liu Miao, she hugged the small bench of the two of them, and Zhou Sinian left with four sacks of bud rice pulps.

"Mingzhiqing, do you lend me your awl to go down?"

Ming Dai turned her head and looked at Fang Rou with a tired face, she was rarely the one with her chin upturned to the sky.

Fang Rou didn't want to ask for help, but she really couldn't hold on.

Her hand was the hand that played the violin, but now her hand was full of blood.

At this pace, she may not even be able to do half of what she was yesterday.

Aunt Luo has always liked a capable daughter-in-law who is diligent and thrifty, and she can't leave a bad impression on her.

The people around also looked over, especially the old intellectuals, who generally didn't have this shoe awl, and wanted to see if Ming Dai would pass over them and lend the tools to the new intellectuals.

Fang Rou obviously saw this situation as well, scolded secretly, and took out a handful of candy from her pocket and stuffed it to Ming Dai.

"Ming Zhiqing, after you run out of half a day, lend me, and I will give you a handful of candy each time."

Ming Dai looked at the six candies in her hand, the heroine is very generous!

Nodding, he handed the awl over.

Fang Rou breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at her and sat back.

The other old intellectuals also retracted their gaze, after all, a handful of candy was not something that they poor old intellectuals could take out.

Ming Dai took the candy and left with Zhou Sinian.

After arriving home, Zhou Sinian poured the bud rice pulp in the kitchen, folded the sack, and brought it over to work tomorrow.

"To eat or not to eat?"

Ming Dai held the candy to Zhou Sinian.

Zhou Sinian looked at it and shook his head, went back to the room by himself, took a chicken cake, and ate it against the door frame.

Ming Dai smiled, she knew that Zhou Sinian would not eat other people's food.