"Battalion chief, if you come and help us, our daily output can be higher." Aunt Yuan rolled her eyes at one side.
Song Xing gave a light cough and defended himself.
"I this is not to cheer you up? Besides, how bad would it be if I broke the sweet potato with my thick hands and feet? "
After listening to Aunt Yuan’s cold hum, she clearly expressed her disbelief.
Aunt Yuan is a former battalion chief. His mother is over 60 years old this year. It’s not that Song Xing chose her to reconcile, mainly because this person is really fine.
To put it another way, people are really stingy and won’t wave a little sweet potato. Even if there is a little sweet potato tip left, it will have to be crushed.
This is especially true when washing powder. You have to clean the sweet potato powder and wash out the water.
Although it is a bit inefficient, it saves a lot of powder.
This man is worth finding.
So even if she doesn’t speak well, Song Xing won’t argue with her.
After all, he is going to be the first team leader.
"There are hundreds of pounds of vermicelli in the store now. What if no one wants it?" Zhang Xiaoqing couldn’t help being anxious.
Zhang Xiaoqing is about the size of Qu Xiaowan, but unfortunately, her husband died a few years ago, and it is very difficult to take care of two children alone.
Therefore, I am most worried that if Fang didn’t get it up, the brigade would still lose money at the end of the year.
"You have to have confidence in the vermicelli. It tastes so good that it will be no problem." Song Xing cheered them up.
"When this batch of vermicelli is ready, I will go to the city again to find an outlet and I will definitely be able to exchange money."
Song Xing is guaranteed a ticket.
While the vermicelli workshop is busy, the rest of the brigade are not idle.
There are golden corn and grains everywhere in Shabaping Road of the brigade. While the weather is good recently, everyone has to keep turning over these grains, just wait for them to dry and then take them to the public grain to get a first-class grain.
Then the brigade will divide the food itself.
In addition, those who have received grain can’t turn over the soil and fertilize the ditches …
And the sun-dried rice stalks and corn stalks must be well sorted out. When the time comes, the brigade will leave a part for the cows and then distribute it to each family for lighting or renovating the roof.
of course there are
In the ground, pull up weeds and dig up land to open up wasteland.
"I’m really unlucky and gave birth to a bunch of troublemakers." Wu Manzhu was busy in the field under the sun
"Just these two days, our family has to lose a few cents."
Especially when I think of that aboveboard and shameless land reclamation, I give them an extra acre of land to punish Song Xing Wu Manzhu for grinding her teeth.
"Ah Hang said that although this land reclamation is a punishment, it doesn’t affect that we also get work points." Qu Xiao Bowl filled his lungs with energy and didn’t rest from side to side
"Open an acre of wasteland for 50 work points"
"That’s more like it." Wu Manzhu was finally in a better mood, but he saw several people next to Qu Dabo in a bad mood again.
One by one, they’re suffocated. Forget it
However, although so many people are busy in the brigade, it is quiet compared with the past.
That’s because
The main fighting force of this noisy thing is now sitting in the school.
"Ok, let’s calculate one 11+3 …" The noodle soup collectors on the podium were full of passion.
One by one, the size of the baby is wandering around and whispering.
"I’m so sleepy. How can I be sleepy in one lesson?" Qu Liu couldn’t help but lie prone on the table and talk to Qu Qi next to him.
Qu Qi glanced at him and did not speak at ease, counting the blackboard questions.
Even so, Qu Qi couldn’t help looking out of the window.
It’s still fun outside. If it’s usual, they’ll either be in the forest or by the river or they’ll go to dig a mouse hole.
However, these older children can think in their hearts whether they can continue to run around or whether they are in this group of cubs.
There are no big children leading the dragons to squat together, and they look serious and don’t know what big things are still being discussed.
"Where are we going to play today?" Finally Momo Tao, the youngest, asked seriously.
"To catch grasshoppers?" Aqiao licked his lips.
Grasshoppers in this field are a good dish for them.
Whether it’s fried grasshoppers, roasted grasshoppers and fried grasshoppers …
Aqiao swallowed saliva again.
"Don’t catch my milk and say that I will become a grasshopper if I catch it again." Momo Tao shook his head seriously.
There are many cubs in their family. This time, they caught several kilograms of grasshoppers and went back to Momo Peach for a short time. There is no idea.
"Then let’s dig a mouse hole," Aqiao added.
They say that the rat hole is not the gray mouse at home, but a vole with a sharp mouth that lives in the field.
This food tastes delicious, and the key is autumn grain. If you are lucky, you can find a big nest.
"But I just paid it yesterday." Momo’s peach face is wrinkly to knit.
Oh, they play the same thing for two days. It seems that their cubs can’t find a place to play.
A few cubs have always been head to head and quiet again.
"I see," Xiao Ni suddenly said with sparkling eyes. "Let’s go get honey."
Say that finish Xiao Ni to two pairs of shocked and confused eyes.
"honey?"
"Yes," Xiao Ni said. "When I went to collect firewood, I saw a dead tree. Hey, there was a hole at the bottom of the tree. I looked at a bee flying in and looked at it."
"There’s honey in it."