Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 495 Mule

At Shiligou Railway Station, An Guoqing was kicked out by Lin Cuihua early to pick up An Ning and others.

A tall, strong man from the Northeast, he wears a large handmade cotton-padded jacket made by his mother very close to the ground, a dog-skin hat on the head and floor, and a mixed-color collar around his neck. From time to time, white gas is exhaled from his mouth, nowhere to see it except his eyes. Beyond a crack, it is impossible to see what a person looks like.

An Guoqing put his hands into his sleeves, stretched his neck and looked around.

The first person to walk out of the station was Jiang Xia. This guy probably didn't even wear a hat because he was fighting the cold.

An Guoqing's chubby head, which had just grown less than five millimeters, was completely ignored by An Guoqing. The few people following him respected the winter in the Northeast.

They wore gloves, scarves, and hats without pulling them up, which greatly made it difficult for An Guoqing to identify them.

"Where is this person? How can I find this!"

"Don't go wrong."

An Guoqing muttered to himself. After standing for a while, he simply returned to the car and took out the loudspeaker An Guoming used to sell vegetables.

"Zi La——" A harsh sound attracted most people's eyes.

The next second, An Guoqing's voice appeared, even surpassing the sound of the train station's announcement.

"That peace - big brother is here!"

"That's it...just wait a moment, I'll look for it..."

An Guoqing didn't realize that he was talking through a loudspeaker. He wanted to find a bright color so that An Ning could see him easily.

"What a colorful thing... I'm from this year..."

"Big brother!"

"Little sister."

After An Guoqing said the local year, An Ning literally rushed over and turned off the speaker.

"Oh, I didn't even recognize him."

An Guoqing pulled off the scarf on his face, looked at the people next to him, pointed at Jiang Xia and asked: "It's winter, don't you freeze your head!"

"I just got home after a while and didn't wear it."

An Guoqing was warm-hearted and took off his hat and put it on Jiang Xia's head.

"That won't work. Let me tell you, the snow just fell is so cold."

"Let's go, get in the car!"

Jiang Xia wanted to return the hat to An Guoqing, but An Guoqing didn't want it and insisted that it was cold.

Jiang Xia thought about where Leng Neng Leng could go and arrived home in a few minutes by car. However, when he saw a mule cart, he gave up his persistence.

"Brother An, I have a hat in my bag. I have it myself."

"Do you really have one? Then put it on quickly."

This time, An Guoqing took back his hat, continued to put it on his head, and called everyone to get on the mule cart.

"Get in the car, get in the car, the snow just fell is so thick that the truck can't even drive out."

"This mule is so powerful, even a donkey cart can't do it!"

"If it weren't for this, my mother and my second son would both want to come and pick you up, so there would be no room here!"

An Guoqing babbled and lifted the bedding on the mule cart. There was a thick layer of straw underneath, and a layer of felt on top of the straw.

"Hurry up and get in the car. Cover yourself with quilts and put on your hats and everything."

"The luggage is put on the sledge in the back, and people ride in the car."

It was only then that An Ning and the others saw how thick the snow was.

On the train, they also saw snow, but didn't pay much attention.

Several people quickly put their luggage on the sledge, and An Guoqing and Jiang Xia were tied up with ropes.

An Guoqing released the other mule and went to pull the sledge alone.

"Jiang Xia, Grandpa Jiang said you can drive a car."

"I will, give it to me, Brother An."

Jiang Xia sat on the sledge and drove a mule alone.

An Guoqing asked others to sit on the mule cart, covered themselves with quilts and prepared to set off.

"Drive--drive--hey, why don't you leave."

An Guoqing drove the mule several times, but the originally obedient mule refused to move. It was still stamping its feet in place, a bit agitated.

An Ning's eyes moved and landed on the little wolf in his arms. The perception of animals is higher than that of humans.

"Wang Wang!"

Dahuang called twice, and the wolf cub got out of An Ning's arms. One big and one small got off the mule cart. The little wolf rode on Dahuang's body and left on his own.

"Why are you still going down, Rhubarb! Rhubarb!"

An Guoqing shouted twice, Dahuang stopped and waited for a while, then continued to move forward.

An Guoqing pulled the reins and shouted again, and the mule left.

"Hey, bear egg stuff, those dogs in the village, why aren't you scared?"

As the mule cart left, An Ning felt guilty for a moment, but was soon replaced by the excitement of going home.

An Guoqing came here by himself, tying two mules together and pulling a sledge.

I thought one would put luggage and the other would pull people.

The thick snow was about half a meter deep. If it weren't for the four-wheel drive mules, the few of us would have to walk back through the snow.

"Brother, on what day did it snow so heavily?"

"It started to rain the night you boarded the train, and it continued until this morning. Our mother has been sick for the past two days. She was afraid that there would be no car to pick you up. Later, the second brother borrowed a mule."

"Fortunately, no one has passed by here yet, otherwise it would be even harder to leave."

An Ning fully agreed. It was indeed difficult to walk. It seemed to be about the same speed as walking.

Along the way, everyone chatted and understood each other's situation. In fact, most of them were An Ning asking questions and An Guoqing answering.

"Brother, can Hei Dan speak?"

"Let's figure it out, word by word."

"Brother, what's the color of your collar?"

"The red ones are leftovers from your sister-in-law's knitting sweaters, the green ones are the leftovers from Heidan's knitting sweaters, and the black ones are the leftovers from our dad's knitting sweaters."

An Ning couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this, and continued to ask: "Why don't I have your sweater?"

"Yes! There's not enough to knit for me!"

As she chatted with An Guoqing, An Ning's Mandarin gradually turned into the version with a slight dialect at home.

An Ning still remembers how she was confused by the dialect and made a lot of jokes when she first came here.

At that time, she hated dialects, but now she really likes the language at home.

The mule train was slow but getting closer to home.

When the village appeared in the distance, An Ning couldn't help but look around and seemed to see many people.

It doesn't seem like there are really many people.

"No, I'll just come back from vacation. There won't be so many people coming to pick me up."

An Ning looked ahead, and the figures became clearer and clearer. The village chief was clearly in front, followed by many people.

Old and young men, holding shovels and brooms in their hands, are ready to sweep the snow.

"Oh, isn't this the National Day! Are you picking up - An Ning! An Ning is back!"

"Your mother was talking about you coming back two days ago."

"No, they even killed a pig."

An Ning in the car blushed for a moment.

Oh my god, there was a misunderstanding, I’m not here to pick her up!

An Ning got out of the car with a bit of embarrassment, took off his scarf and said hello to everyone.

"Village chief, what are you?"

"It's great that An Ning is back! We are clearing away the snow. We just received a call and said that some leaders are coming to inspect. I don't know what they want to inspect. They have to pick this Potian."

"I'm cleaning things up day by day, and I even have to clear the fucking snow for him."

After scolding and scolding, work returned to work. Sun Dazhuang and his men continued to clear the snow. An Ning and the others did not show any pretense and decided to go home first.