70 Bai Fumei went to the countryside to hug the thighs of the wildest man

Ruan Niannian felt that there was no need to turn this kind of topic on her, as long as she knew whether Jiang Ran was doing a good job or not.

She looked at Second Aunt Wang with a smile.

Second Aunt Wang suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Second Aunt, you and Second Uncle..."

Aunt Wang got up from the chair when she heard the words, and picked up the chicken soup bowl: "Your second uncle probably hasn't eaten yet at home, so I'll go first, get this chicken soup and serve him noodles, today is Tuo Lezai's good fortune ..."

Second Aunt Wang left her words in a crackling voice, and fled in despair. Ruan Niannian shouted at his back: "Bring the bowl back later."

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This year's grain harvest is good. After harvesting the grain in the village, a special meeting was held at the old stage, and they highly praised Wang Liu and his wife, Jiang Ran and Ruan Niannian. They handed in the recipe for soil and fertilizer. The extra wheat was distributed, and Fang Zi was mainly made by Guo Wanyu. She and Wang Liu shared an extra [-] catties of wheat.

Jiang Guochao set it, and many villagers were envious of it.

"If you want to distribute more grain, you can tell us any ways to increase production. As long as it proves to be effective, you can distribute more grain." The output of Dahe Village is always the last in the commune.

It's not that Jiang Guochao didn't think about falsely reporting the output like other brigades, but he did, and the public food was paid according to the reported amount. There was not enough food in the first place, and he couldn't starve to death in Dahe Village. What captain.

For a while, the veteran farmers in the village were all at home thinking about how to harvest more grain.

After confinement, when the sun is not too heavy, Ruan Niannian will also take Le Zai out for a walk, she has taken care of her well, but the [-]-year-old child has big eyes looking around, revealing a cleverness.

Anyone in the village who saw it couldn't help but praise it.

Before the wheat harvest, rumors about recommending workers, peasants and soldiers to enroll in school had already been heard, and once the wheat harvest was over, there was an uproar in every village.

Among them, those who most want to go to university in the city are those who belong to the educated youth group. They are not like people from the village. They already live in the village. Forget it, but the educated youths from the city have gone to school and are recommended to go to college and get subsidies, which is much better than farming in the countryside.

For a while, people's hearts fluttered.

Ruan Niannian was not going to take the road of recommendation from workers, peasants and soldiers. Besides, she never went to the farm. She was a well-known slacker in the village.

Among them, Song Ciming was the most active. He always sent food home, but this time he even wrote to ask his parents to send a few packs of cigarettes from the city, and bought fabrics and sugar from the city.

Looking at Lin Jingxin, she said with a smile: "My parents sent me some things by mail, we don't need these, let them take them."

These days, Song Ciming often mentioned the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University. Lin Jingxin didn't know what he meant, so he glanced at him.

Song Ciming had a gentle smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to lightly embrace Lin Jingxin's shoulder: "Jingxin, I will have no future if I stay in the village. When I go to college, I will definitely get a good job. I don't know. Just be an officer, and our life will be easier, and the elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law will not dare to look down on you in the future."

With nice words in his mouth, Song Ciming looked at Lin Jingxin's tanned skin due to working in the fields, and inexplicably remembered Ruan Niannian. Not only did she not turn dark now, she didn't turn ugly after giving birth, on the contrary, she became whiter and whiter , getting better and better.

Song Ciming felt an indescribable loss in his heart. At that time, he chose Lin Jingxin because he could help him and let him live a good life, but now, what is it, it is worse than before.

"Jing Xin, I beg you."

Song Ciming didn't need to bring things over, and Lin Zhishu couldn't ignore him. The main reason was that for his little daughter to live a better life, he felt better just bringing things over.

"Don't worry, I will give you activities. It is better to go with your own family than outsiders."

After hearing this sentence, Song Ciming felt relieved: "I knew that father would not ignore us."

Lin Zhishu said: "Recently, you are working in the village. You go to work on time, and foreign workers are not allowed. Do you hear me?"

"Even if I want to recommend you to go to university, you have to have something you can sell. If you don't go to work on time, how can you convince the public?"

Secretary Lin explained a few words carefully.

Song Ciming promised very well on the surface, but in his heart he didn't take it seriously. As long as he can recommend himself, what if others are not convinced.

All of a sudden, people in the village had various relationships, and the threshold of the captain's house was almost broken.

Ruan Niannian spread a quilt at home and did yoga to recover her body after giving birth. Jiang Ran took care of the baby, and it was a rare person in Dahe Village who had a quiet time.

But August [-]th is not far away. The batch of soap that Beicheng Machinery Factory requested is basically ready. Ruan Niannian is considering writing to Li Jun from the Machinery Factory to see if he should get a batch back first.

Otherwise, the 3000 yuan soap would not be available once.

Write a letter as soon as you say, Ruan Niannian wrote a letter to Lu Xingyun and Ruan Wenchao in addition to writing to Li Jun from the machinery factory to ask about the soap.

By the way, he sketched a portrait of Le Zai sleeping with a few strokes in the corner.

When Le Zai is older, I will go to the county town to take a photo of her and send it to her parents.

Ruan Niannian lived peacefully in Dahe Village, but Lu Xingyun and Ruan Wenchao were not so comfortable. They got married for half a year, and Ruan Wenchao's parents had come to give birth countless times.

No, the old lady celebrated her birthday and went home to visit the old man. Lu Xingyun sat on the sofa and talked with the old man.

The birthday old lady was neatly dressed, with a tuft of new clothes and a gold bracelet on her hand. She looked at Lu Xingyun with a smile and said softly, "Xiaoyun, last time I saw that you prepared so many things for children. It's because you have a stomachache. News?"

"If you have, don't hide it from your mother. My mother will go to your house to serve you."

When she heard this, the relatives who came to celebrate the old lady's birthday all looked at Lu Xingyun.

Lu Xingyun was in her fifties in her previous life, she never thought that she would meet her baby boy now, she thought that it was for her daughter's cub, but obviously she couldn't say this: "There is no news yet, Wen Chao and I I'm also in a hurry, but you said, if there is no movement, there is nothing we can do, right?"

The old lady was silent for a while, staring at Lu Xingyun's stomach hesitantly and said: "Xiaoyun, is there something wrong with your body?"

After the sound fell, others and others talked about the folk prescription, and all the ashes from the bottom of the pot came out.

Lu Xingyun was looking for a reason to leave the birth scene, so Ruan Wenchao came out of the house, looked at the seven aunts and eight aunts of the family, sitting beside Lu Xingyun, took her hand and smiled, and the words fell.

Let all the relatives Lei's seven meat and eight vegetables——