I became popular in the 1970s by disguising myself as a man

Because there is no electricity here in the Struggle Brigade, the gong is used as a signal to start work. Everyone can hear the meaning of the gong a few times. It is not yet time to start work. Let’s listen again. With the sound of the gong, everyone knew that a meeting was about to begin.

Those who didn't hear the gong got the news from other people, and soon people gathered.

Zhong Zhiran secretly decided that when the wires were pulled into the brigade, a loudspeaker must be installed. This loud banging sound would make the brigade captain useless...

Originally, I wanted to ask Zhang Yougen to announce that the oil pressing factory was opened in the Struggle Brigade, but considering that Zhang Fan wanted to be the director of the factory, the old party secretary finally stepped forward to announce the news.

Not surprisingly, after receiving the news, the entire struggle brigade was excited. Under the special promotion of the old party secretary, Zhong Zhiran also received praise from the entire brigade again after the tractor incident.

When it was announced that Zhang Fan would be the director of the factory, he won the support of everyone. It can also be seen that Zhang Fan was actually recognized by the villagers in the brigade.

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The oil pressing plant was finally implemented, and Zhong Zhiran also hit the clock as a monk for a day, and started working step by step again.

But within a few days, Zhong Zhiran regretted it. She might as well report to the city as her translator early, because it was time to shovel the ground.

At this time, herbicides had not been used on a large scale. The seedlings and grass were growing together. Looking at the field, it was really green.

In the early morning of this morning, when she learned that today's task was to hoe the ground, Zhong Zhiran was immediately confused. She knew the hoe, but she didn't know how to use it and get it online on time.

A group of people were panicking, but Zhong Zhiran, with a calm face like an old dog, slowed down a little and followed the crowd, paying close attention to how the people in the advanced areas used this tool to weed weeds in the fields.

Looking at it this way, Zhong Zhiran felt that he was confident again. It didn't look like it was difficult, but Zhong Zhiran forgot that there is a saying that 'the eyes can do it, but the hands can't'.

When Zhong Zhiran confidently laid down the first hoe, the grass was shoveled down, but at the same time, the corn seedlings were also shoveled down...

"Zhiran, don't you know how to use a hoe?"

Tian Zeyu was really careful when he asked this question, and even his voice was kept very low. It was a joke. He still remembered that coriander stew that time last autumn.

Zhong Zhiran just wanted to bury the shoveled corn seedlings back. Why did he always get caught by Tian Zeyu when he was embarrassed?

"Well, no, I've never used this thing before."

Zhong Zhiran admitted that he had a bit of an idea of ​​​​breaking the pot and doing whatever he wanted. If he tried to be brave at this time, he would probably only have a few seedlings left in the piece of corn field he had allocated.

"Master, please sit down and rest. We will reserve your land for you."

Just when Tian Zeyu wanted to say that he could teach Zhong Zhiran, Wang Zhi appeared out of nowhere. As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted, and seven or eight young men poured into Zhong Zhiran's place.

Zhong Zhiran: ..., numb.

This time I really couldn't hide it anymore. The fact that Zhong Zhiran couldn't use a hoe was like wings. Everyone in the struggle team knew about it.

"Zhong Zhiqing, you don't know how to use a hoe. This thing is just a clever tool. Once you use it, you will become proficient. When you first learn to use a hoe, everyone has a shovel to cut the corn seedlings, so it doesn't matter."

"Yes, Zhong Zhiran goes over there to rest for a while and let these boys do it. They can finish it in a while."

Zhong Zhiran was surrounded by a group of aunts and aunts to comfort her, but the more they comforted her, the more embarrassed she became. In the end, Zhang Yougen didn't know who knew about it and came over to rescue her personally. "Zhiran, the commune is here to pull the wires. Come with me to see how to pull them out."

Zhong Zhiran only felt that Zhang Yougen's words were so beautiful, like the sound of nature. After responding, he quickly rushed out of the crowd and ran after Zhang Yougen.

"You don't know how to shovel the ground, why are you joining in the fun with them?"

After getting along for a long time, Zhang Yougen's feeling for Zhong Zhiran is getting better and better. At first, he was still scrupulous when talking, and would keep a doorstep in his mouth, but now Zhang Yougen really treats Zhong Zhiran as his own child, and he will do whatever he wants. What to say, because he knew that Zhong Zhiran liked his current attitude better.

"I'm also curious. I just want to see how to shovel the ground."

"Yes, this time the whole team knows that you Zhong Zhiqing can't shovel the ground. It's embarrassing!"

Zhong Zhiran touched his nose and did not refute. After all, it was a bit embarrassing and he was out of curiosity.

"Go home to your aunt. She made you a new suit. She said she wants you to wear it when you go to work in the city. You can try it to see if it fits you. If it doesn't fit, you can change it."

"Sure, I'll go over now. By the way, uncle, the work points for my land are recorded in the names of those boys. I'm embarrassed to ask for those work points."

Zhang Yougen rolled his eyes at Zhong Zhiran, nodded and waved his hand at Zhong Zhiran, indicating that he understood and told him to leave quickly.

Zhong Zhiran didn't go directly to Li Cuihong's place. Instead, he went back to his home first. Since the matter of the oil extraction factory was settled, Zhong Zhiran hadn't been there for some days.

It suddenly occurred to me just now that the Zhang family's second sister-in-law didn't have enough milk. After arriving home, Zhong Zhiran rummaged through her own space and found several kinds of milk powder suitable for a child of Yangyang's age, including canned ones. Also available in bags.

The canned ones are not easy to give to Mrs. Zhang, but the bagged ones are fine. Remove the outer packaging bag and leave the transparent plastic bag inside.

I took a total of three bags of milk powder, two glass bottles and four replacement nipples.

When Zhong Zhiran arrived at Li Cuihong's house, there were only two people at home, Li Cuihong and Mengfang. Because Geng Hua's milk supply was basically low at this time, and Mengfang was feeding the two children alone, Geng Hua said she would go Go to work and let Mengfang rest at home. No matter how much Mengfang objected, she never bothered Genghua.

"Come in quickly, little brother, Mom, my little brother is here."

Since Zhang Fan was announced as the director of the brigade oil pressing plant, the entire Zhang family was extremely happy, and Mengfang was even more grateful to Zhong Zhiran.

"Hurry up and come in, take these clothes and trousers in and try them on to see if they fit you. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me and I'll change them as soon as possible. If you go to the city, they won't be as good as our brigade. They don't wear as well." You don’t have to be a joke.”

Zhong Zhiran smiled and did not refuse. While taking the new clothes, he also handed the cloth bag in his hand to Li Cuihong.

"Okay, I'll try it. I gave this to my second sister-in-law. Auntie, please hold it first."

Li Cuihong didn't think too much and took it and touched the bottle. Zhong Zhiran moved quickly and had already gone inside to try on clothes.

"What did you get for your second sister-in-law? Why does it feel like a glass bottle?"

Li Cuihong carefully placed the things on the table in the main room, fearing that they would break. (End of chapter)