Chapter 86 Clean
Knowing that "vvvv" kept calling, Si Ningning buried his head in chopping bamboo, and "DuangDuangDuang", the sounds of woodpeckers pecking wood in the deep mountains echoed each other. It was like a competition, and no one would stop first.

Si Ningning didn't stop until two "beep" whistles sounded from the direction of the production team. He brought a piece of bamboo that had just been cut into the space, found the towel that had been marked earlier, and took it off, followed by others. .

There are many bamboos piled up in the space, but in fact there are only 26. Si Ningning deliberately counted them when he cut them.

Si Ningning took a few sips when he opened a bottle of chilled Baisui Mountain.

The water was iced before, because of the forceful "fresh preservation" in the space, she took it out of the refrigerator before, and prepared to drink it when she was thirsty or hot from work.

There are others in the refrigerator, which are basically filled by her, and the bottle in her hand is just one of them.

After quenching his thirst and heat, he unscrewed the lid and put it on the table. Si Ningning went to the bathroom with the dirty towel.

After washing his hands, face and towel, he put the towel around his face and neck, put on his gloves, and then Si Ningning got out of the space and walked towards the area he was in charge of.

Si Ningning met other commune workers who went to work on the road, and Si Ningning nodded and called them one by one. Although they didn't know each other, the older ones called grandparents, the middle-aged ones called uncles and aunts, and those who were about the same age just nodded to each other.

They are all in the same production team. Although they don't expect others to take care of them, if something happens, the only ones who can help the educated youths first are these people in the team.

Si Ningning found the land where the morning ended along the ridge of the field, got into the corn field and walked a few steps in, took out the hoe under cover and started working. After working for about forty minutes, the corn stalks shook behind him.

Looking back, as expected, it was the boy named He Gu in the morning.

He Gu met Si Ningning's eyes through the gaps in the corn leaves, and lowered his head a little embarrassed, "I slept at noon, I slept through."

While talking, she already squatted down, just like Sanya in the morning, poking her fingers into the soil to pick out weeds one by one.

Si Ningning wiped off the sweat from his forehead and smiled helplessly, "On such a hot day, you came here just to help me with work? Don't your parents worry about you?"

In fact, what Si Ningning was thinking was: if your parents knew that you were helping others, wouldn't they really pull your ears and whip you?

I thought it was a little bad to say that, so I changed my mouth.

"I don't have parents, only elder brother and younger sister."

"Eh..." Si Ning Ning hesitated for a moment, then changed the subject in embarrassment, "How good is it to stay at home in such a hot day? No matter how bad it is, you can go and play with the little bald men in the village! And if your brothers and sisters can't find you, they must would worry."

He Gu's light-colored eyebrows frowned, and his blood-colored lips were also pursed, and he didn't answer.

Si Ningning withdrew his gaze, worked with a hoe in his hand, and muttered incessantly: "Comrade Hegu, it's very impolite to keep silent when others are asking questions, um... Anyway, no one I like children who are impolite~"

He Gu was silent for a moment, and said bluntly, "I don't want to answer your question."

"..." Si Ningning was speechless for a while.

Well, this is also a kind of answer.

Who let the words come out of her mouth?
"Why are you looking for me?"

"You are clean, I want to play with you."

It's that word again.

Si Ningning asked inexplicably, "What do you mean by clean?"

Off topic:
This book has just been opened for half a month, and it already has 8+ words, which is really a lot!I will try my best to update it, please be merciful, if you think this book is not bad, can you give it a five-star, don't give a low score at will...

Please!A low score does not have the effect of prompting changes, it will only make the author so decadent that he does not want to code. (humble)

(End of this chapter)

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