Ding!Your golden finger has been delivered

"Who told you this!" The village chief tapped him on the head with a cigarette bag, "Who said that Xiao Fang's background was unknown and he didn't want him to enter the village? Look, in the end, you were the one who missed it."

After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back, staggered away, and muttered: "I eat more salt than you eat rice." Something like that.

"This old boy."

Song Jianye looked at his back, smiled, a little helpless, turned his head to look at the educated youths shouting in the field, and frowned again.

This group of educated youths came to their village in the first half of the year. The staff of the educated youth office said that they wanted to let them, the children in the city, receive education. Since the superior gave the order, he led the man back.

That night, they were arranged to live in the educated youth spot, and then the villagers taught them how to farm and cook.

But how can children in big cities know how to work? Seeing that the folks have a good attitude, they don't take it seriously and often slack off.

After so many times, the villagers didn't want to teach them anymore, and Song Jianye wouldn't delay the work of the village because of those people, and didn't care about them anymore.

I thought that they would know how powerful they were when the food was distributed anyway.

He originally thought that the educated youths were all the same, and he was even more unhappy when he heard that Fang Zhengxin was from the capital. He didn't expect his old uncle to be interested, and he ran errands himself to confirm the identity of the house.

Looking at it now, it turns out that Jiang is still old and spicy. His old uncle has been the village chief for most of his life, and he has nothing to say about people's eyes, and he can't accept it.

There is not much work in the field, everyone works together, under the lively atmosphere, it seems that the hands are not so cold, Fangzheng has a basket on his back, watching some children digging in the field, their hands are as cold as the radishes in the field , I couldn't bear it, and thought of an idea temporarily.

"Aunt Auntie, you just need to take care of the radishes, and don't worry about anything else. Let the boys and girls collect the radishes on the ground and make them into small piles, and I'll send them up."

Aunt Niu's eyes lit up. Her little grandson was also digging the soil. She felt distressed for a long time, and quickly agreed: "I think this is a good idea, Captain, why don't we try it?"

Song Jianye understood Fang Zhengxin's thoughts and did not stop him. He redistributed the work of the villagers. Who digs cabbage, who transports things to the warehouse, divides the work to each person, and each performs his duties. Anyone who is lazy will know at a glance. .

The villagers also obeyed the instructions, and followed Fang Zhengxin's method, and it was indeed much faster.

Those children got rid of the soil and just went to pick up radishes. At least they could get warmer when they walked around, and the complexions on their little faces improved a lot.

After working in the field until the afternoon, the harvest in this field finally came into storage. Song Jianye knew everyone worked hard, clapped his hands, and encouraged him: "This year's harvest is good. Let's work harder this afternoon to finish harvesting the other field." , we have no shortage of food in winter!"

He is exaggerating. In the winter of this era, when there is no shortage of food and clothing, it is a good day to be half full.

But the villagers were happy to hear this, thinking that everyone in the family could eat a few more mouthfuls, the corners of their mouths couldn't help laughing, their spirits instantly rose, and whoever would be the first to arrive in the afternoon of the competition.

Aunt Niu invited Fang Zhengxin to eat at home, but he quickly declined. These days, food is more important than anything else, and he really can't do such a cheeky thing.

"No need, Auntie eats a few more bites by herself, just treat it as helping me."

"Look at what you said, how old are you, how much can you eat?"

Fang Zhengxin thought to himself that I had eaten a lot, and there was still meat in every meal, and he firmly rejected the matter on his face.

Aunt Niu saw that he was rude and didn't insist, so she greeted him and went back to cook.

Back in the yard, Fang Zhengxin reheated last night's meal, ate it all by himself, fed the chickens, read a book, and saw that it was almost time, so he took his things and went to the field.

The process of harvesting the cabbage field in the afternoon is basically the same as that in the morning, and the field is almost in order by the evening.

Song Jianye explained the time to divide the winter vegetables tomorrow, and let them disband.

"Aunts, don't worry." Fang Zhengxin came to Aunt Niu and her little sisters, took out gloves and frostbite ointment, "It's the first time I came to the village, thanks to the care of my aunts, these things are a thank you gift, you must Take it."

"Yo! Such a good material!"

Aunt Niu was startled, and in the next second she was forcibly stuffed with a pair of gloves and a tube of ointment, and everyone else also had their share, but there was no ointment.

Aunt Hua put her hand into the glove, touched it for a long time, and sighed, "It's really a good thing, it will warm up in a while."

"Where did you buy this ointment? You can't find such a good thing in the city. Is the tube made of aluminum?"

Fangzheng was ashamed: "I brought it back from Kyoto. I heard that it is something for foreigners."

The villagers didn't doubt that, in their opinion, foreigners are not good, but the things are very good, expensive and novel, which are rare to see in normal times.

Aunt Niu came to her senses and quickly pushed back the things in her hand, "No, these are good things, you keep them, how can you be so prodigal!"

Fang Zhengxin didn't answer, but said innocently, "Auntie, there are dozens of pairs of gloves, how can I wear so many gloves? I'm not a centipede."

Everyone was amused by him and laughed.

Anyway, Fang Zhengxin finally got them to accept the gifts, including the tubes of frostbite ointment. After briefly explaining the efficacy, he said that it could cure frostbite and frostbite, and the villagers were very interested.

"The ointment is left at Aunt Niu's house, and anyone who needs it can borrow it."

Forget about gloves, they can still be said to be wholesale. Medicines, especially western medicines, are valuable at this time, and they can't be bought without any relationship. Even if he helps others, he can't expose himself too much.

Aunt Niu waved her hand and swept it down, waiting for her sisters, "This is expensive, everyone should take it easy, I'll be watching."

"Don't worry, it will be used under your nose, no one can take it away."

"Who in ten miles and eight villages doesn't know how powerful you are, who dares to fool you after eating a leopard, isn't he afraid of being thrown out by your broom?"

A group of people surrounded Fang Zhengxin, talking and laughing as they walked away.

The educated youths on the periphery of the crowd were naturally excluded by the villagers because they didn't do much work, and they seemed out of place in this village.

"Who is he? I don't think I've seen him before." The educated youth who spoke was Wang Xia, who came from a city in the south. He was petite, so he was usually taken care of.

"I heard that he is a new educated youth." A male educated youth said bitterly, "He is still from Kyoto, so he has a background."

"He doesn't live in educated youth?"

"He has a new house to live in. What are you doing here? Look, it's just to the north. It's a brand-new brick house. It hasn't been repaired for long. When the house was being repaired, the whole village went to help."

Liu Quan can be said to be the person who has the biggest opinion on Fang Zhengxin among the educated youths. The reason is simple. He has an ordinary family background and his parents are ordinary employees, but he is a famous figure in school. He is well-informed. , or be recommended to go to Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University.

So as soon as he arrived in the village, he tried his best to show off in front of the captain, and then approached the villagers to get close.

He thought that being able to talk to the villagers meant that he was treated preferentially and better than others. He didn't expect the new educated youth to completely mingle with the villagers in a few words. Doesn't it seem that the intimacy he created before was an illusion?

Wang Xia rolled his eyes and said sideways, "Aren't we here to be educated? He's so blatant, isn't he afraid of being reported?"

Some of the educated youth's eyes lit up immediately, and Wang Xia took everyone's expressions into his heart, secretly proud of himself.

She would never do it herself to report something that might affect her. As long as she gave a hint, there would naturally be a pink-eyed idiot to help her find the way.

Liu Quan snorted, seeing this woman's thoughts clearly. He knew Fang Zhengxin's identity a little bit. Her fiancé was the battalion commander. Who would dare to report her?

However, he will not kindly remind him that the fewer people in the educated youth spot, the more beneficial it is for him to compete for the place to return home.

Fang Zhengxin bid farewell to his aunts, looked at the nearly 300 goodwill value on the supermarket panel, and suddenly laughed in the room, if someone passed by at this time, Bao Buqi would think he was insane.

The next day, the village began to distribute winter vegetables. Fang Zhengxin felt that he was not a member of the village, but he just ran over to help for a few days, so he didn't go there.

Who knew that when he opened the door, he was taken aback by the scene outside. He saw cabbage and radishes piled up like hills in front of his yard, dried and autumn vegetables hung in the sun on the door, and there was a small jar next to it. Open it and smell it. Sour and tangy, it looks like a good sauerkraut.

He was wondering when Uncle, who was collecting firewood, passed by his door and was stopped by him.

"Abbe, do you know who delivered these dishes?"

"Xiao Fang went out? These were brought by Mrs. Niu and the others early in the morning. The captain also said that you are from the village and you can share the food by head."

"I just came here, how can I eat your rations? This is not good, I'd better go back."

"Hey! Don't tell me, you are just too sincere. Don't worry, the captain knows that you don't want to accept him, and only half of you is divided, and the battalion commander doesn't even have one." Abo waved his hand, "Everyone in the village No problem, this year's harvest is good, everyone is happy!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed worried that Fang Zhengxin would catch up with him, so he ran down the mountain as if fleeing.

Fang Zhengxin was helpless and moved, so he packed up everything, dried vegetables and sauerkraut in the kitchen, and cabbage and radishes in the cellar. After working for a long time, he suddenly heard someone talking outside.

Hearing the familiar tone, he didn't even bother to dry his freshly washed hands, and rushed out in a hurry.

"you're back!"

He Xingzhou caught the man, exclaiming how powerful this human shell is, he put his hands together, picked him up, and carried him halfway into the house.

"It's well packed. If you want to eat at noon, I'll ask someone to bring it to you."

Fangzheng Xin struggled to get down, shook his head and said, "Don't bother, the folks brought me some food, and we will have sauerkraut stewed vermicelli for lunch."

When He Xingzhou heard the menu, he lamented, "Can you add some meat to your man?"

Hearing this name, Fang Zhengxin paused, and it took him a long time to reply: "Understood, let's have another braised pork, so I'm full!"

After speaking, he hurried into the kitchen.