Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 163 The boy riding a pig

After Jiang Xia finished speaking, An Sancheng agreed.

"Go, go home, go home."

An Sancheng stamped his feet on the newly swept dirt road and walked towards the door of his home.

An Ning also stamped her feet. The shoes were cold from the outside to the inside, especially her ankles, which made her want to stamp her feet.

As soon as the few people left, the big rooster chasing An Guoping stopped chasing him and went home proudly.

An Guoping ran to keep up with everyone, ran into the house anxiously, and sat on the small bench next to the stove pit.

"I'm freezing to death!"

An Guoping took off his cotton shoes, stuck a tree stick in the shoes, and roasted them in front of the stove.

"After sweeping away the snow, my shoes are still wet."

Lin Cuihua took the water ladle and poured it into the pot with a splash. She took the small brush used to clean the pot and scrubbed it several times. Then she took a special water ladle and scooped out the water for cleaning the pot.

"Mom, our big rooster is amazing. I told him to kill the chicken and eat its meat, and it roared and chased me."

"Kill a chicken! I can beat you. If you dare to kill one, try it!"

Lin Cuihua didn't want to do it anymore. This big rooster did more work than a dog and ate less.

Who wants to kill the chicken, she is the first one not to do it.

An Guoping, who was roasting his cotton shoes, subconsciously shrank his head.

"No, I didn't really want to kill it, I was just joking."

"Go over there."

An Ning also came in and sat down on the small bench with some difficulty. Her new woolen pants were a bit stiff.

She squeezed next to An Guoping, followed his example, took off her cotton shoes, and began to bake them.

Lin Cuihua felt her head buzzing with anger.

"How old are you two? You're still like that little kid. When you go out, your shoes get wet."

The siblings lowered their heads, looked at each other and snickered, not daring to say a word.

Lin Cuihua was even more angry when she saw the two of them like this. This meant that there was a lot of fabric this year and there were plenty of cotton shoes. If not, they would have gone barefoot.

"What are you doing? This is."

An Sancheng came in and bumped into Lin Cuihua's gun.

"What else can I do!"

Lin Cuihua held a small brush for cleaning pots in her hand and said to An Sancheng: "It happened to be snowing. I have nothing to do but tie up the strips."

"I know, or else I'm going to do it."

An Sancheng happily agreed, holding a small bench with a smile, and sat in front of the stove pit to warm himself up.

"It's getting cold these days, so we need to burn more firewood at night."

"Burn it, put some big wood on it, and it will be hot all night long."

Lin Cuihua quickly set the table and served the dishes. It was time to eat.

An Guo was peaceful, and the two of them went back to their rooms, found another pair of cotton shoes, and put them on.

For breakfast, I had two-meter porridge, large steamed buns, fried radish noodles, and a plate of autumn smoke-stained pickles.

An Ning especially likes the long and crunchy cowpeas, which are especially delicious when eaten with porridge.

After breakfast, the sister-in-law called to An Ning and they entered An Ning's room.

The sister-in-law took a piece of string and measured the length of An Ning's waistband.

"It can be made at night."

"Don't worry sister-in-law, I can wear it."

Sister-in-law Zhou Guifen didn't agree and took her own little rope back to her own house.

The village is particularly quiet after snow.

The quietness here is except for the children.

Children from every household ran out uncontrollably, building snowmen, having snowball fights, and playing with a piece of snow in hundreds of ways.

The children were having fun in the village, and most of the adults were clearing snow.

After the front door of your house is almost completely swept, a section of the road ahead will be swept out. A section of each house will be swept, and finally connected together, it will be a walkable road.

At this time, An Sancheng took the sorghum pole and started to buy things for the An family.

Curtain, kang, small brush for sweeping the floor, small broom.

An Ning was very interested and squatted beside him to watch.

To cover the curtain, you only need poles, which are interspersed with ropes. There are two layers in total, with the horizontal and vertical opposite. Finally, tie them tightly and it is ready for use.

Use a broom and a small brush to keep the sorghum ears from which the seeds have been removed. After cleaning, they are also tied together.

An Sancheng fixed a ball of iron wire on the door frame.

The small brush was made as thick as an arm, and iron wires were tied through each pole. An Sancheng held the small brush with both hands.

The iron wire tied between the small brush and the door was stretched straight. An Sancheng rolled the small brush vigorously, trying to wrap the iron wire tightly.

An Ning felt that she had learned it, so she took the initiative and asked, "Dad, let me try?"

"Okay, don't hold back."

An Sancheng gave up his position with relief. An Ning was eager to give it a try and held the small brush with both hands.

"Just roll it up?"

"Yes, try harder."

After An Sancheng finished speaking, he felt it was inappropriate.

"Don't be too—"

The sound of "crack" was particularly loud.

An Ning looked at the door frame and broken wires that she had pulled apart, and smiled awkwardly at An Sancheng.

"dad---"

"Go play in the snow."

An Sancheng didn't know what to say. He took the small brush and checked the door frame.

"It's okay, I just chopped it into pieces."

An Sancheng pushed the broken piece of wood in with one hand, then went back to find some glue and dipped it in. It was fine.

He was about to tie another wire, but just as he was tying it up, Lin Cuihua entered the house.

"An Sancheng!"

"What are you doing! Why is the door broken?"

Lin Cuihua felt heartbroken.

She tidied up this new house several times a day, feeling very distressed.

The said An Sancheng glanced at An Ning, who was about to sneak away, and felt very complicated.

My daughter has finally grown up!

Everyone knows that their own father will take the blame.

An Ning slipped out against the door frame and ran first as a courtesy.

She had seen Lin Cuihua chasing An Guoping with a broom.

An Ning ran away, and An Sancheng naturally didn't say anything.

I slipped out of the tranquility, opened the door curtain, and went to the yard to have a look.

In the yard, An Guoqing was chopping firewood, while An Guoping should be reading in the house.

For a moment, An Ning felt as if she had nothing to do.

We can't work in the fields, and we can't make plans for mountainous areas or greenhouses because of the heavy snow.

An Ning, who was bored, walked out of the yard and walked along the swept road.

"It's snowing again."

An Ning stretched out a hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

The snowflakes are falling thicker and heavier, An Ning is ready to go home.

"drive---"

"Drive—drive—"

Snowflakes flew out, and a figure came riding on something from the wind and snow.

It gives people a sense of a knight returning from a horse fight in a graceful manner in the wind and snow.

"Jiang Xia?"

An Ning shouted uncertainly.

"Woo——"

Jiang Xia pulled on a simple homemade rein, her voice slightly nervous.

"peaceful?"

"Why are you nervous? Did the horse come through illegal channels?"

An Ning took a few steps forward and finally saw Jiang Xia and his mount clearly in the wind and snow.

A bit short...

After An Ning saw clearly, he put a hand on his waist and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha---"

"Jiang Xia, where did you find the pig?"