The passer-by sister who wears the female supporting role in the era

Chapter 223

At eight o'clock in the morning, the bus arrived at Shengli Commune smoothly.

When Gao Yueyang walked to the fork in the road leading to the production team, seeing Kong Jiao who had been walking in front without hesitation walked towards the Dahewan road, she knew it.

No wonder he kept rushing to get ahead, because he wanted to show off to himself.

It's just that, if you want to follow Kong Jiao's way of walking, I'm afraid...

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Kong Jiao's walking speed slowed down, and finally stopped and bent over to cover her ribs.

"Sister, is she out of breath?" Because he didn't see the front, Wang Baolei was a little uncertain.

I used to get breathless when I walked in a hurry or when I ran, but after I learned the breathing method from my sister, that kind of situation never happened again.

Gao Yueyang couldn't help but nodded: "It's exactly as you said."

Alas, he looks like a shrewd person, but sometimes the things he does are childish and boring.

But after thinking about it, Kong Jiao seems to be only 17 years old this year. In her previous life, she was still a high school student who was studying hard at this age, and her mind was not as good as hers!

So, the more a person experiences, the more he will understand many things.

It's just that smart people will sum up experience from experience and keep practicing to make their lives more colorful.

But a stupid person still has an impetuous heart, entangles something or someone in an unwilling state, refuses to compromise, and ultimately hurts himself the most.

"Oh, I'm home now, I'm looking for something pleasing to the eye." Wang Baolei couldn't help but chatter old-fashionedly as soon as he entered the house.

Gao Yueyang said while changing his shoes: "There is an old saying that a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse."

"I mean, home is the safest place in each of us, and it's also the place where we feel the most free and unrestrained, how comfortable we are..."

After hearing this, Wang Baolei nodded vigorously: "Yes, sister, you are so right. I just felt this way in my heart, but I don't know how to describe it."

"Hehe, what do you want to eat?" Gao Yueyang changed the subject.

Although I have never raised a child, because of my profession in my previous life, I have visited and read a lot of news about the elderly and children's education on the Internet.

The conclusion is that Wang Baolei cannot be allowed to rely too much on himself and this little family, otherwise he will lose the ability to support himself, and he must cultivate his independence.

"Sister, you don't have to ask me all the time. You can cook whatever you like. I'll just follow suit. I'm definitely not picky about food."

It was an ordinary, homely saying, but Bao Lei said it in a righteous and dignified manner.

Gao Yueyang nodded with a smile: "Okay, that sister goes back to the house and changes clothes, you first light the stove."

"That's it." Wang Baolei hurriedly ran to the kitchen, and then took out some logs and a small bundle of hay from the side room.

Half an hour later, the siblings had just finished eating when there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Gao Yueyang took a look out of consciousness, ran out and opened the courtyard door, and shouted with a smile: "Uncle Gangzi."

Song Tiangang laughed heartily: "I just came back from a meeting at the brigade headquarters, and I saw smoke coming from your chimney from a long distance away."

"How is it going, is the journey going well?"

Gao Yueyang: "It went well."

At this time, Song Tiangang looked a little excited and said: "The first one in our team has officially switched on the electricity, good guy, it's much brighter than kerosene lamps and candles.

The wires in your house have been laid out for you, all you need to do is install the light bulbs. After finishing speaking, he handed over a bunch of keys that he had picked out from home just now.

Gao Yueyang hurriedly reached out to take it: "Thank you, Uncle Gangzi, thanks to your help in this matter."

Before he left, he gave Song Tiangang the spare key at home, so as not to delay pulling the wires.

This time, I finally don't have to touch the dark at night.

Song Tiangang waved his hand indifferently: "What a big deal, thank you so much."

"By the way, after the meeting just now, the team leader specifically asked me to tell you to go find him if he sees you back."

Gao Yueyang nodded: "I'll go back to the room and talk to Baolei before I go."

"Okay, that uncle is going home first, if you can't reach the light bulb, just squeak."

Song Tiangang felt that with the height of the female educated youth and the suspended roof, she could live in the east and west rooms by standing directly on the edge of the Kang.

Moving a stool in the living room and the kitchen of the outhouse is a bit of work.

In the brigade office, the brigade leader is carefully checking the daily work list of the broadcasters listed by Gao Yueyang.

At 5:6 and 11:30 in the morning, at 1:10 in the afternoon, at 5:[-] in the afternoon and at [-]:[-] in the evening, the bells for preparation, work and end of work are replaced by the announcer's recitation.

In the morning, after leading the members to boost morale at the threshing ground, the team leader used the radio to broadcast weather forecasts and opera broadcasts.

At ten o'clock and three o'clock in the afternoon, some news or prose will be read aloud by the announcer.

Gao Yueyang saw that the captain frowned and didn't express his opinion for a long time, so he said: "Captain, I will control the time well."

"In this way, it will not waste too much electricity, and it will make the members no longer feel boring when they are working."

Hearing Gao Yueyang's voice, the captain finally came back to his senses, and said earnestly:
"The broadcasting studio established by our team will subsidize half of the electricity fee every month. You don't need to worry about that."

"What I'm concerned about now is the radio. That thing is too expensive. The old captain's house in our team has one."

"Usually the baby is like something, no one touches it, and it will definitely not be lent to the team."

"The commune still pays you a salary every month, let alone give that thing to our radio studio."

The idea and daily work arrangement of the female educated youth are really good. If there is no radio, then you can only rely on her voice...

"I have a radio." Gao Yueyang suddenly let out a flat thunder, which directly stunned the captain.

After he realized it, he stood up excitedly and said three times in succession.

"Little high educated youth, let's go, I'll take you to the broadcasting room." The team leader couldn't close his mouth with joy.

Can you not be happy, with the radio, I and the members of the commune can listen to music every day.

The broadcasting room was set up in the last room on the right side of the brigade headquarters, with an area of ​​about [-] square meters.

A square desk was placed by the south window, on which was fixed a microphone wrapped in red cloth.

Gao Yueyang couldn't help but glanced twice, it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a heavy and old thing, and he didn't know if it was easy to use.

I looked away and looked around the room. There was a long bench, a single wooden bed and a stove for boiling water. There was nothing else.

"Captain, if you have something to do, go and do it first. I want to clean this room."

The floor is full of dust, and there are many cobwebs on the corners and window frames. I will stay here during the day from now on. The sanitation is too poor.

"The high-educated youth will work harder. This is the key to the broadcasting room. You take care of it."

Gao Yueyang thanked her and reached out to take it.

Looking at the back of the team leader leaving happily, she thought to herself, Wu Suhong's persona collapsed, what choice would Song Baozhen, as her goddaughter, make?
(End of this chapter)