Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 331

An Ning drove the tricycle down the mountain under Hua Cheng's eyes as he completely gave up resistance.

Weiqi, who was patrolling at the foot of the mountain, rushed over as soon as he saw An Ning.

However, Go Qi stopped steadily in front of An Ning and did not pounce.

An Ning, who got off the tricycle, hugged Weiqi, rubbed Weiqi's head and said, "Why did you stop? You can pounce if you want, don't be embarrassed."

"Also, just because you like me doesn't mean you don't like Bao Zhengkai."

It was probably An Ning's last words that moved Weiqi, who gave up his restraint and rubbed An Ning's legs twice.

However, when Dahuang rushed down, Weiqi immediately returned to his serious boss appearance, and he was still a cold dog leader.

An Ning didn't force it. He rubbed Da Huang vigorously a few times. Da Huang felt so comfortable that he wanted to lie down and roll on the ground.

Weiqi on the other side looked at Dahuang like a mother looking at her troubled child.

The two dogs developed a "mother's love" drama.

"Dahuang, go call Jiang Xia."

"Wang!"

Dahuang yelled and started running up the mountain.

Not long after, Jiang Xia was pushed down the mountain by Dahuang from behind.

Jiang Xia, who was originally unwilling, saw the tranquility at the foot of the mountain, her heartbeat immediately accelerated and her pace became much happier.

Looking for yourself in peace?

No matter what happened, as long as he thought of finding peace with himself, he couldn't help but feel happy and wanted to smile.

However, Jiang Xia tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth, but her smile was too abrupt now.

Jiang Xia lowered his head and pretended to look at the road. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, then quickly restrained himself and adjusted his handsome face. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he was about to raise his most beautiful angle.

"Jiangxia————"

A male voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Jiang Xia's careful arrangements, and the disgust on his face seemed to shine through.

Jiang Xia looked at the tricycle. Huacheng, who was lying flat inside, stretched out a hand toward the sky with difficulty.

"Jiang Xia, help."

"Help? Am I harming you?"

An Ning's interjection made Hua Chengteng sit up immediately, her head shaking like a rattle.

"No, no, no, no, no."

"Definitely not!"

Hua Cheng's reaction speed let Jiang Xia know that An Ning would not fail him along the way.

He stood aside and said to his brother, "You deserve it! You deserve it!"

Hua Cheng, who had just expressed his determination to An Ning, turned to look at Jiang Xia in aggrieved manner, his upper and lower lips trembling, and his accusing eyes were still wanting to speak. Jiang Xia took a step forward and slapped her on the face. On Hua Cheng’s head.

"Done yet?"

"All right."

Hua Cheng lowered his head honestly, his expression was gone, he didn't dare.

I'll go somewhere else next time.

The interaction between the two made An Ning smile with satisfaction, and she generously gave Jiang Xia the keys to the tricycle.

"I'll give you the car and the people. I came back from the east end of the village."

"Oh - then I'll go back from the west."

The two of them sang and matched together, and their tacit understanding of cooperation made Hua Cheng in the car especially want to say something about complicity.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare.

Not only did he not dare, but under the double gazes of the two people, he firmly said: "It's better to go west."

Under the knowing eyes of the two people, Huacheng sat down with blank eyes and continued to "parade in public".

This time, the lesson was so profound that Hua Cheng did not dare to flirt with the little girl for a long time.

An Ning watched Jiang Xia drive her car and take Hua Cheng away. She had an attitude and simply went up to work in the mountains.

Unfortunately, I didn't work for an hour before An Guoming came.

The panting An Guoming sat down next to An Ning, speechless.

"Second brother, why haven't you left yet? Aren't you going out? You don't need me to send you off, right?"

An Ning asked three questions in a row, while An Guoming just gasped.

"you you---"

"Go down the mountain."

An Ning looked at An Guoming who was trying to stand up, waiting for him to explain.

"Mr. Feng Shui sent a message asking you to go there."

"hurry up!"

When An Ning heard this, he threw away the hoe in his hand and ran down the mountain.

While going down the mountain, An Ning subconsciously moved her fingers, but nothing could be counted.

"She is indeed a half-fairy."

After laughing to herself, she speeded up again and ran straight to Mr. Feng Shui's village.

When An Ning arrived at Mr. Feng Shui's house, she was out of breath. Outside the yard, she saw Mr. Feng Shui watering the flowers with a gourd with a hole in it.

The Feng Shui master in the yard, like an expert living in seclusion in the mountains and fields, straightened up slowly, smiled calmly at An Ning at the door, and said: "Here we come."

The moment An Ning saw Mr. Feng Shui, she felt relieved and walked into the yard.

"If it weren't for the holes in the dirt and the broken house behind you, you would really feel a little bit idyllic."

An Ning sat on a small bench without ceremony.

"Click——"

"I forgot to tell you that the stool is broken."

Mr. Feng Shui smiled proudly at An Ning, who was sitting on the ground with a pile of wood residue under his butt.

An Ning stood up, patted her butt, and snorted at Mr. Feng Shui: "Bad taste!"

"Haha, bad taste is also fun."

Mr. Feng Shui put down the water ladle in his hand and invited An Ning to sit on the stone table by the door.

"It can't get any worse, can it?"

"Maybe if you use a little more force."

An Ning rolled her eyes obscenely, sat down on the stone, and asked the man who poured the tea for himself, "Why did you call me?"

"Today at Chenshi, my deadline is approaching, and I would like to trouble my little friend to sort out my ashes."

wow wow---

The water in the teapot poured over with a splash, overflowing the porcelain cup and covering the table.

"Be careful, I haven't drunk yet."

Mr. Feng Shui took the teapot from An Ning's hand and put it aside. Then he took a rag and wiped the tea on the table.

"Can't you change your life?"

The Feng Shui master who was wiping the water continued to wipe it slowly and unhurriedly.

"An Ning, you keep asking me why I live here and how old I am this year. Can I tell you today?"

"not good."

An Ning refused simply, and said with some anger in her eyes: "I know, it means you can leave without any distractions. As beautiful as you want, I can't help you."

"Hehehe - you."

Mr. Feng Shui poured himself a cup of tea and looked at An Ning calmly.

"I thought you could see through life and death best."

"What I can see through is my life and death, and the life and death of people who have nothing to do with me. This does not include you."

Although the two of them didn't get along for a long time, An Ning cherished this time.

The person opposite was probably the only person on the ancient earth who knew that she did not belong to this world.

To An Ning, he was always different.

Mr. Feng Shui's eyes were bright and clear. He looked at An Ning and said, "I am eight years old this year."