Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

When Lin Nianhe returned to the educated youth spot, Wen Ruanruan was kneeling on the stool with one leg, cutting ginger with a disability.

She waved the kitchen knife at Lin Nianhe as if showing off: "Nianhe, am I smart?"

Lin Nianhe looked her up and down, and asked, "Why don't you put the cutting board on the stool, and then sit on the small bench to cut?"

Wen Ruanruan: "..."

Yeah, why didn't she?
Lin Nianhe held back a smirk and asked, "Is it because you like to kneel on one leg?"

Wen Ruanruan threw down the kitchen knife, and blurted out cursing words: "I like you, uncle!"

In the capital, the "uncle" is really busy, and people talk about it all the time.

Lin Nianhe: "Your taste is so unique, does my Aunt Wen know?"

Wen Ruanruan: "..."

Seeing Wen Ruanruan's speechless look, Lin Nianhe decided to forgive her offense.She helped her move the floor, and when she sat down, she boiled a pot of water and went back to the backyard to find a hot water bottle.

There were two hot water bottles in her luggage, which Lin's mother bought for her before she left.One red and one blue, Mama Lin said, hold one in her arms and step on the other to avoid freezing.

Lin Nianhe found the hot water bottle, a little worried about his physical condition, and took out a temperature gun to measure his temperature.

Still 36.8 degrees.

She relaxed and headed out the door with two hot water bottles and a pack of painkillers.

The water just boiled, Lin Nianhe carefully carried the kettle and poured water into the hot water bag.

The hot water bottle smelled like plastic.

Wen Ruanruan waited for Lin Nianhe to fill a hot water bottle before asking: "Nianhe, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to go to the clinic?"

"No, Uncle Zhao's leg hurts. I'll take him there." Lin Nianhe explained.

"Then wrap it in a towel so it doesn't burn."

"Ok, I know."

After a while, Lin Nianhe went out with two hot water bottles filled with hot water.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier, and the bean-sized raindrops hit people on the body, causing pain.

When Lin Nianhe ran to the warehouse, Li Dahe was no longer there, and there were more corn on the ground.

Uncle Guan looked at her with a smile and asked, "How is it? You didn't fall, did you?"

Standing at the door, Lin Nianhe shook the water off his body again and again, and replied with a smile: "No, I walked carefully."

After finishing speaking, she gave two hot water bottles to accountant Zhao, and took another painkiller: "Uncle Zhao, this medicine is for pain relief, you take one."

Accountant Zhao clutched the hot water bottle, took a deep breath and shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, it doesn't hurt."

It's a lie to say that it doesn't hurt, he just doesn't want to waste the medicine.

Lin Nianhe went to pour water, and said with a smile: "My family has relatives in the hospital, and there are plenty of these medicines at home, and they don't cost much." Then, she handed the medicine and water to Accountant Zhao, "Uncle Zhao, I don't care about other times, but you can't fall down at this moment, eat quickly."

Accountant Zhao thought about it, and it was the same reason, so he thanked him and took the medicine.

Probably because of the psychological effect, as soon as the medicine passed through his throat, he felt that his legs did not hurt so much.

Lin Nianhe put the medicine pack in his pocket, thinking it would be better to give it to Aunt Zhao.In the future, if he didn't take medicine anymore, he asked Aunt Zhao to crush the pills and put them in water to trick him into drinking them.

Uncle Guan saw that Lin Nianhe was fine, so he urged: "Girl, go back, you are not needed here."

However, Lin Nianhe took off his raincoat and hung it by the door. While rolling up his sleeves, he said, "I'm fine when I go back. All these corns have to be spread out to dry, right? I'll do it."

The corn is all wet, and if it is not dried as soon as possible, it will definitely become moldy.

Uncle Guan saw that she was full of energy, she didn't look like she was going to be sick, and he thought that the educated youth must be in a mess at the moment, probably no one would find out that she was sick. It's better for the girl to stay under his nose, at least he can know if she is sick at the first time.

Lin Nianhe spread out the corn cobs on the plastic sheet to dry, while looking for something to say: "Uncle, when will the rain stop?"

"I can't say for sure. Fortunately, this year's harvest is fast. I heard Zhuangshi talk about it yesterday. There is still more than half of the victory team left to finish."

"Ah? Then what should we do?"

"What can we do, let's grab it in the rain." Uncle Guan frowned, with resentment in his eyes, "Cao Manfu is just confused, those people in their brigade have the little things in their private land in their eyes, No one contributes to the collective work... This is slowing down the four modernizations! It is a moth of the country!"

The land is the fairest, as much as you sweat for it, it will give you back as much food.

But there are always people who don't believe in evil, and always think about getting something for nothing.

Lin Nianhe waited for Uncle Guan to scold enough before asking: "Uncle, if they can't pay the food, will they have to eat relief food?"

"When will they not eat relief?" Uncle Guan continued to poke his lips, "This year, with the pigs added, their winter...is not going to be easy."

Lin Nianhe really couldn't sympathize with the people and things of the Victory Brigade.

It is the greatest kindness for her not to run over and add insult to injury.

She casually found a topic: "It's raining so hard, these corns won't be able to dry for a while, why don't I use a towel to wipe the water?"

Uncle Guan's bent back froze for a moment, then he raised his head and asked her, "Why don't you take a fan?"

"Is this okay?" Lin Nianhe hesitated, "Is it too slow?"

Uncle Guan rolled his eyes: "You also know it's slow, so it won't be slow to wipe one by one?"

Lin Nianhe glanced at the countless corn cobs on the ground, and said weakly, "Is idleness also idleness?"

Idle is idle.

Don't say it, it really makes sense.

Thus, Uncle Guan and Lin Nianhe divided up the two towels that contained the hot water bottle. Accountant Zhao was so scalded that he hissed and gasped for air, and almost jumped up to perform a miracle of life for them.

Being idle is also idle, Uncle Guan began to tell Lin Nianhe the story of his time in war.

Lin Nianhe sat on the small bench and listened with great interest.

Uncle Guan said he was tired, and asked her: "Aren't your parents also soldiers? They usually tell you these things, don't you? Tell me too."

Lin Nianhe thought for a while, then shook his head: "They are usually busy with work, so they rarely have time to tell stories."

Uncle Guan's eyes quickly filled with distress.

Lin Nianhe hurriedly said: "But I heard Brother Yun Cheng tell a story about him before."

"Oh? Tell me."

Just as Lin Nianhe was about to speak, the person involved appeared in front of her.

Su Yuncheng came in through the rain curtain with two large baskets full of corn.

He was completely soaked, his clothes were sticking to his body, and the rain was dripping from his hair.

Lin Nianhe immediately threw the corn on the cob, got up and poured brown sugar ginger water for him.

Su Yuncheng glanced at her, said nothing, lifted a basket, and shook the water off it vigorously.

Lin Nianhe came over with a water bottle, and waited for him to pour the corn onto the plastic sheet before stepping forward. As if he didn't see the anger in his eyes, he asked him with concern: "Brother Yuncheng, is it cold? Is there anything uncomfortable?" ?”

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch his forehead.

The moment Su Yuncheng saw Lin Nianhe, he really wanted to pick her up and ask why she didn't go back to lie down.

But her hand was sticking to his head, and she was looking at him with concern.

She must be worried about him, that's why she's waiting for him here!