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Chapter 151 With Your Thick Skin

"Don't worry, keep an eye on the Yuanhang. We are also afraid of something unexpected happening in summer. Our duck factory is by the river, so there is no shortage of water, and we can let the ducks go down the river to eat some small fish and shrimp."

"Is there anything else that can replace the duck's food?"

"Actually, we can drive the ducks to the seedling field to eat some worms, but I'm afraid the members of the brigade will not agree to this. Cut more grass to feed the ducks, and the laying ducks will definitely not be too fake."

"The pumpkins seem to be ripe, and they can be purchased from the members. I believe the price is right, and some members are willing to send their old pumpkins to the duck factory."

Fang Aijun's eyes lit up. The ducklings can be fed green grass, but the egg ducks must be fed some grain, and there is still one month left to harvest rice.

He immediately started to take action, and made a broadcast, asking the members to send the old pumpkins at home to the duck factory, remember how much it cost per catty, and pay before the Chinese New Year.

In this way, there is food in the duck factory, and the members of the commune will not dare to make irresponsible remarks.

He planned to ask Zhao Jiaojiao to collect the old pumpkin and register.

As soon as work starts, there are commune members who carry the old pumpkin and duck factory to sell.

Zhao Jiaojiao glanced at Fang Aijun, knowing that he was thinking about this, so she took such a big turn.

Because I owe money during the Chinese New Year.

The price of the old pumpkin is one penny per catty, which makes the members very happy, even if they haven't received the money yet, they are still happy.

After several days of harvesting like this, they collected two thousand catties, and even Grandpa Zhao and the others also carried old pumpkins.

The branch secretary and team leader knew that there was a shortage of food. There were thousands of ducks to eat every day at the duck factory. Children carried baskets on their backs to cut pigweed every day, and some old people who could not go to the fields had to cut several baskets of grass every day.

Zhao Xue stared at Zhao Jiaojiao without blinking.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jiaojiao can see Zhao Xue at the duck factory every day, and wants to go up to talk to Ji Yuanhang and the others, but every time she leaves and comes, she always stares at her, which makes her very innocent, but she also ignores Zhao Jiaojiao.

"Do you like Ji Zhiqing?" Zhao Xue finally asked.

Knowing that the brigade thought that Zhao Jiaojiao was not worthy of so much money, Ji Zhiqing even went to Zhao's house to comfort Zhao Jiaojiao.

She has never been able to find Zhao Jiaojiao when she was alone, and when she bought the old pumpkin, Zhao Jiaojiao was always picked up by an idiot.

Zhao Jiaojiao was taken aback, she was so busy with the duck factory recently that she forgot that Ji Yuanhang was the hero and Zhao Xue was the heroine.

Ji Yuanhang wanted to ask Zhao Jiaojiao a question, but when he heard this, he stopped and wanted to hear what Miss Zhao had to say.

"Ji Zhiqing and I are friends now. I'm still young, and I don't think about major life issues yet." It's relatively conservative to say this.

A teenage girl is just at the age of school, and she has to consider major life events, at least she must have a stable job.

Zhao Xue didn't believe it, they had been in love for a long time in their previous life.

"Don't you like Ji Zhiqing?"

Zhao Jiaojiao frowned lightly, "Do you not understand human speech?"

"You like Ji Zhiqing? You know that I like him, but you want to snatch him from me?"

Zhao Jiaojiao took a deep breath, "Does Ji Zhiqing like you? Why do you think Ji Zhiqing likes you? Because of your thick skin, because of your stalking? Or because you can calculate?"

Zhao Jiaojiao took a step back and snorted coldly, "Don't treat others as fools, do you think I don't know who said the gossip about me in the brigade?"

(End of this chapter)