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Chapter 192 The most beautiful one

After all, jackets have to be worn in spring, summer, and autumn. When it’s cold, they can be worn over the clothes, and when it’s hot, they can be worn as single clothes. The size should be much looser…

Si Ningning was sorting the fabrics by the table, and occasionally glanced sideways, thinking about how to cut them better than the analysis diagrams on the notebook.

On the opposite side, Jiang Yue had just folded and wrapped the fabric. Seeing this scene, she sighed and said, "I said before that your table is useless except for putting kerosene lamps. Now look at it... Damn, I think it's really good to do something in the future." I have to take you as a benchmark, we will do whatever you do, and we can’t suffer from the designation.”

If there was a table next to her bed, she would be able to make menstrual belts by the light now.

Si Ningning glanced at Jiang Yue, smiled and said, "Even if you don't cut clothes, it's good to have a table to put your things on. Besides, our house is not big or small, but there are so many people living there." , tidy up everything, and look comfortable at ordinary times.”

If you live for a short time, it doesn't matter if you make do with it.

But they are obviously staying for a long time, so they must focus on comfort.

The room was quiet for a while, Jiang Yue lay back on the bed with her hands behind her head, and said earnestly: "You make a lot of sense."

I don't know what came to mind, Jiang Yue said again: "Then next time I go to the town, you guide me, and I will go find a table and come back."

"Okay." Si Ningning rolled his eyes and agreed.

Song Xiaoyun stood up and patted Jiang Yue's bedside to express her opinion: "Then we will share the table equally, and the table will be set up like Ningning and Shuhua, and we will use it together."

"Row!"

Si Ningning never thought of going back to Beijing's home.

Jiang Yue's family is in trouble, and she no longer has a so-called home.

Where is Xu Shuhua?

There are many sisters in her family, and she plans to earn work points to subsidize the family. Of course, she doesn't think about going home.

As for Song Xiaoyun, at first she really wanted to return to the city because she was tired from work, but after nearly two months, she has basically gotten used to it now.

And I can eat seven to eight percent full every day, and get along with the big guys very happily. Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed much more comfortable than at home.

In addition, if he could return to the city, there would usually be some rumors from the production team leader or the team leader, but now there is no news. Doesn't that mean that the chance of returning to the city is slim?
Gradually, Song Xiaoyun's heart also settled down, and she felt that it would be good to stay.

Several girls came here either actively or passively, but now they all have the idea of ​​​​settling here temporarily.

Xu Shuhua sat on the edge of the bed with her chin propped on the table, while watching Si Ningning busy, while listening to everyone chatting, she sighed softly after a while:
"Actually, I think it's good to be here. You can have food if you work hard. And we go to the countryside to do construction, isn't it just to serve the motherland? Now we work for the production team, and the public grain handed in will be sent to the whole country in the future. How many people in various places can enjoy the fruits of our labor? I feel quite fulfilled."

Of course there are great ambitions, but it is more important to have a full stomach.

Xu Shuhua has already figured it out. Only by living well for herself can she manage others.

After a long while to encourage herself, as if to encourage everyone, Xu Shuhua patted her hands on the table and cheered up: "Whether it is bitter or not, think about the [-] Long March; if you are tired, think about the old revolutionaries! What a waste of land!" ?Maybe we can grow something famous too! We are still honored to contribute to the country’s solution to the people’s ration problem!”

To be honest, Si Ningning was struck by Xu Shuhua's sudden thunder, and before he could react, Song Xiaoyun suddenly stood up and clenched her hands tightly: "A single spark can start a prairie fire! Sure!"

Jiang Yue lazily raised her arms and legs in a four-legged posture, "I support you."

The corner of Si Ningning's mouth twitched, and he echoed, "Well... I also support you."

The starting point is good, but the way of expression is a little bit... Maybe this is the simple idea of ​​contemporary young people!
Si Ningning silently comforted herself in the bottom of her heart, and then calmed down.

That's fine too.

With spiritual yearning and spiritual sustenance, life will not be boring and difficult in the future.

"Ugh……"

Si Ningning closed the book and pressed it on the fabric, loosened the braids and inserted his five fingers into his hair. While massaging his scalp, he turned to look at Xu Shuhua and the others: "I'm going to sleep, what are you doing? Do you want to keep the light on?"

The others were also sleepy, Jiang Yue yawned and waved lazily, "Blow it, I'm sleepy too..."

The kerosene lamp was extinguished, the room was plunged into darkness, the vision was obstructed, and the hearing became more sensitive. The raindrops that had been falling from the roof "tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick" from the roof, even felt a bit pleasant to listen to.

It is the sound of nature to help you sleep...

Si Ningning smiled with emotion.

Although it was midsummer, the temperature dropped by more than seven or eight degrees due to the rain, and it was a bit chilly just covered with a small blanket.

The silk that had been folded and folded at the end of the bed was pulled open to cover the lower abdomen. Si Ningning adjusted his sleeping position and quickly closed his eyes.

I don't know when it will rain heavily in the middle of the night, Xu Shuhua and the others may wake up at any time, Si Ningning is not going to enter the space tonight, just be lazy and go to bed early.

The rooster crows early in the morning, the small village around the mountain is misty and rainy, surrounded by rain and fog, and a pair of legs wearing straw sandals step out of the old courtyard door, "Hey, damn it, it only fell for a short time last night, I didn't expect it to be quite big of!"

"The river must be full of water. You can take a few more steps to the bridge. Come back quickly after you finish talking. There are a lot of things to do in the team."

"got it!"

Zhao Hongbing tightened his torn coir raincoat, put on a bamboo hat and plunged into the rain and fog.

The torrential rain in summer came and went quickly. Even though it didn’t last long last night, the water level in the river bed and ditches rose by more than half a meter.

The male educated youths were notified early in the morning to go to various fields to clean up clogged ditches or cut drainage outlets for paddy fields.

The female educated youths were told to go to the fields with their aunts to harvest sweet potato vines.

Sweet potatoes are divided into regions, and they are grown once a year in the north, mostly spring potatoes.

There are two seasons a year in the south, and the planting time is also divided into places. For example, the third team here is planted by cuttings from March to April and July to September every year. The harvest seasons are autumn harvest and winter, also known as autumn potatoes and winter potatoes.

In some places, the seedlings will be planted and cultivated with the sweet potatoes left over from the previous year. The autumn potatoes in the third team have not yet reached the harvest season, and the fields are green and there is no shortage of sweet potato vines.

Si Ningning was in charge of the pig pen, so she didn't have to follow her. When she came back from feeding the pigs in the morning, it happened that Xu Shuhua and the others came back with a large bundle of sweet potato vines.

Xu Shuhua put the sweet potato vines on the steps, and explained cheerfully: "Aunt Lianmi told me to cut them into small pieces, and the soil in the field is still wet these two days, so I can insert them quickly, so as not to have to get someone to carry water to irrigate the field again. "

Si Ningning nodded, probably because of the rain and mud everywhere, He Gu and the others didn't come here today.

Si Ningning wiped away the mud cakes on the soles of his shoes at the door, and after thinking for a while that he had nothing to do, he said, "Then I'll go and boil some hot water, it will taste delicious later, come over and help me later."

"Okay!" Xu Shuhua nodded with a smile, licked her cold lips, turned her head and whispered to Jiang Yuesong Xiaoyun: "The weather here is really unpredictable... It was so hot a few days ago that people were dizzy, and it rained a lot And it's so cold that when I step into the mud in the morning, it's like stepping into a hole in the ice."

"Isn't it?" Jiang Yue took off her wet shoes, tiptoed back to the room and took the washbasin and walked to the well, "I woke up from the cold several times last night, and finally slept soundly while curling up under the sheets a little."

"That's right, your bed and Ningning's bed are both facing the window, and the window is ventilated, so it must be cold."

"The windows need to be repaired, right? Let's see how it can be done? It's better now that it's hot. After a while, it will be autumn and winter. Don't you want to be cold to death?"

"Let's take a look at that later. I usually take a shower too. It's not shameful to always block it with clothes."

The three girls went to the well, washed off the mud on their calves, took a basin of water from Jiang Yue's basin, and then went back to the door barefoot, flushed their feet with the water in the basin before entering the house.

When Si Ningning was boiling the water, he cut some sliced ​​ginger and threw it in to cook. Finally, he brought Xu Shuhua and the others' bamboo cups, filled them one by one and brought them to the table in the main room.

Song Xiaoyun took a sip and asked, "Ningning, did you put ginger in the water?"

"Yeah." Si Ningning nodded, went back to the room and found the small scissors in the sewing kit, and took the lead to sit at the door with a small bench and began to cut the sweet potato vines, "The temperature dropped sharply all of a sudden, you all came back after wiping the rain, drinking warm water Take a breath so as not to catch a cold."

"I smelled ginger just now, but I didn't feel the smell of ginger when I drank it. I thought it was an illusion." Jiang Yue took a sip with her mouth burning, "But don't say it, my stomach is warm after drinking it .”

When Jiang Yue agreed, Song Xiaoyun's watery eyes rolled up happily, and she boasted without hesitation: "Ningning, you are so thoughtful every time."

"I just thought of it on the fly, so I added two slices." Si Ningning raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Apply what I learned in books to reality, what I know may not be so clear to you, and what you know may not be so clear to me, anyway, it's mutual Run in and learn from each other."

Si Ningning's words were unanimously approved by the other three girls in the room.

Xu Shuhua and the others drank the ginger water, and the chill on their bodies gradually faded away. One by one, they got off the table or squatted or sat next to Si Ningning, pulling the sweet potato vines to work together, chatting with each other during the period:
"Sweet potato seedlings are said to be one main, two sides and three toppings. When pinching, you should start neatly and make the cuts as neat as possible. It is said that it is so easy to live."

"I remember it all."

"Such a large bundle of sweet potato vines, how many seedlings have to be harvested? Does our production team have so much land?"

"I heard that the commune members paid the public rations, and the remaining rations are a bit tight. I am worried that we will not have enough rations this year after the fall. The team leader led people to open two more wastelands behind the production team village two days ago. .”

"So that's how it is..."

The educated youth spot was busy in an orderly manner, while Zhao Hongbing on the other side walked for almost an hour, and finally came to the door of the team leader Luo Daqing's house, "Hey, I'm still eating!"

"It rained last night and flooded everywhere. Didn't you just come back from clearing the ditches?" Luo Daqing sat at the table and ate two radish heads with porridge. When Zhao Hongbing came to the door, Luo Daqing stood up, He patted his hand on the table to signal Zhao Hongbing to sit down, "Why do you need to come here? The ground is flooded? Do you want seeds to replant?"

During the questioning, the two sat down together, Luo Daqing reacted and asked again: "Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, sit down and eat together, and talk while eating."

As Luo Daqing said, he waved his hand and was about to call his mother-in-law.

"I ate it, I ate it." Zhao Hongbing hurriedly pressed his hand, "It's not about the field, it's about the educated youth comrades."

Hearing that it wasn't something in the field, Luo Daqing was relieved a little, and the two of them cleaned up the table after eating the porridge. Luo Daqing poured a jar of hot water for Zhao Hongbing and handed it over, "Who is causing trouble?"

"Damn, why don't you make trouble? The educated youths in our team are fine." Zhao Hongbing gave a strange "tsk" sound.

"That's strange. It's not about the field, nor is it about the educated youth making trouble. Tell me, what are you doing here so early in the morning?"

I went to the commune two days ago, just in time for the director of the commune to deal with the fight among the educated youths. Luo Daqing was still thankful that it wasn't from their brigade.

Now Zhao Hongbing came all the way here, calling him an educated youth as soon as he entered the door.

With what he saw in the commune and Wu Yong's matter first, Luo Daqing subconsciously thought that it was the educated youth making trouble, but Zhao Hongbing insisted that it was not, and he became curious instead.

Zhao Hongbing was so overwhelmed with important matters that he didn't even care about drinking water, let alone spending time doing Tai Chi.

Having said all the things and thoughts in one go, Zhao Hongbing took out a piece of yellowed paper from his arms, spread it out along the table and handed it to Luo Daqing, "Don't be in a hurry to veto it, just look at it first."

Seeing Luo Daqing's black face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, Zhao Hongbing knew what he was thinking.

Interrupting Luo Daqing's retreat first, Zhao Hongbing pressed his dark and rough fingers on the paper and poked, "You know me, I have no other ideas, I just hope everyone is well. I don't know how to say sensitive things. , but look at the words written here."

"If this is not a good comrade with a good root, he can write such words?"

What Zhao Hongbing showed Luo Daqing was the lyrics of the song that Si Ningning taught He Gu and the others to sing before, but instead of Si Ningning's neat handwriting on the paper, it was crooked like an earthworm.

It was Zhao Hongbing who "reproduced" the piece of paper that Sanae gave him.

With the current situation, who dares to mention the matter of the school?
Luo Daqing's words of refusal were in his throat, but when he saw what was written on the paper Zhao Hongbing handed over, he hesitated again.

After taking out the paper and holding it in the palm of his hand, Luo Daqing frowned and asked, "This is written by an educated youth? Which educated youth?"

"Si educated youth, called Si Ningning." Fearing that Luo Daqing would not match him, Zhao Hongbing described a few words, "It's a girl, the most beautiful one."

"Oh, oh oh, then I know who it is." Luo Daqing nodded, staring at the paper in his hand and couldn't move his eyes, sighed for a long time: "I didn't expect it, who would have thought of it..."

(End of this chapter)