Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

"Sister, why don't you go out and take a look? It's really busy outside. Everyone is looking at the tractors there!"

The door curtain was suddenly lifted, and Chen Qingfeng got in from the outside.

Bringing in a cool breeze and a few flakes of snow.

"No, it's too cold!" Chen Qingyi used a stove hook to pull out the roasted sweet potatoes.

"Hurry up and sweep the snow off your clothes. Your clothes will get wet after a while. It's been snowing for almost a whole night.

It's getting bigger and bigger, and I can't even lift my legs out, so I won't join in the fun.

It's not just a tractor, it's not like I've never seen one before.

By the way, who drove it back? "

Chen Qingfeng took off his dog-skin hat and thick cotton handbags, and squatted beside the stove to pull out a roasted sweet potato.

"Brother Jianjun of my uncle's family, the boss of the brigade leader's family said the road is slippery and he doesn't dare to start."

Since the tractors were approved from above, the brigade began to select tractor drivers.

The team leader, accountant Qian, the old party secretary, the Zhao family, and many other young men who had studied there all signed up.

If this good thing is to be put aside as usual, no matter how fair Feng Changxi is.

He will definitely leave it to his son.

Who makes this time different? Anyone with a discerning eye knows why the tractor was given to the big pig pen.

I took a written test.

In the fifth-grade elementary school knowledge test, the captain's son came first, and Zhao Jianjun came second.

The two went to the commune agricultural machinery station to study together.

Zhao Jianjun had taken two packs of cigarettes and a chicken before, and had learned from someone for a few days in advance. He had some foundation, and he was better than the leader of the brigade leader.

The man he was looking for was none other than Sister Li from the state-owned hotel.

Chen Qingyi gave me the clue.

When he was learning, Zhao Jianjun was not stingy with his moves, and he was willing to smoke, drink, and eat meat. The master taught him very seriously.

In addition to driving, I also learned the craft of repairing cars.

A good car mechanic can tell where the problem is based on the sound of the car and the smoke coming out.

Zhao Jianjun studied extremely seriously.

The boss of the team leader is also good, attentive and motivated. From now on, the tractor will be driven by two people.

The only person who is not very happy is probably the boss of the accountant family, Qian.

He was one point behind in third place.

After finishing a roasted sweet potato, Chen Qingyi pulled out another roasted potato from the pit.

It was probably because she was leaning forward and was too close to the stove pit while lowering her head.

Fu Bao, who was lying in his arms, was a little frightened.

"Xiaoyi, step back a little so you don't burn my hair."

Its fur is so beautiful.

Chen Qingyi didn't notice it at first, but as soon as it said it, she had bad thoughts.

Put down the baked potatoes, hold Fu Bao in your hands, and smooth the fur first to make him relax his guard.

Then he suddenly pushed it towards the mouth of the stove pit.

Fu Bao's fur was completely blown away, his eyes widened, and he cursed, "You little trash, you can't afford to play..."

"Hey, you still dare to resist." She smiled and rolled her eyes, and Chen Qingyi moved the Fu Bao towards the entrance of the stove pit again.

Fubao: %^@*6……

After going back and forth several times, Fu Bao finally understood that it should pretend to be dead and lie down.

Chen Qingyi is satisfied.

While she was eating baked potatoes, Fu Bao suddenly spread his wings, kicked hard, and flew to the highest point in the room.

The mouth started to output again, "Chen Qingyi, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you are a person of five or six.

I didn't expect you to do such a crazy thing.

You woman, you are not a good person. I want to publicize you in the brigade.

shock!How could Chen Qingyi do such an appalling thing to a bird in a big pigsty!

shock!Chen Qingyi looks beautiful, generous and intelligent, but in reality she is ruthless and cruel, and even killed a bird.

The whole process of a bird being persecuted..."

Chen Qingyi: "...!!"

Chen Qingfeng: "...!!"

Being able to speak is truly amazing.

Looking at the two people who were frightened, Fu Bao raised his head proudly and said, "Open the door curtain for me, I want to go out and watch the fun."

It is going to complain to Damei.

Chen Qingyi pursed her lips, stood up and opened the door curtain for it. Fu Bao snorted and flew away.

The two looked at each other, then laughed.

Not long after, Fubao came back standing proudly on Zhao Xiangmei's shoulders.

Zhao Xiangmei symbolically criticized Chen Qingyi, which made Fubao even more proud and even sang a song.

Oh, I really want to plug my ears.

"What's going on, Fu Bao is so happy?" Aunt Chunmiao opened the curtain and came in.

There is a basket in his hand, which contains things for pasting matchboxes.

In winter, Chen Qingyi's home is always crowded, and many people come to visit. Her home is warm and interesting.

Zhao Xiangmei put the person on the kang and replied with a smile, "It's not Xiaoyi who was so teased by Fu Bao.

Let me say a few words. I will be seventeen in the Chinese New Year, and I am still not that old. "

"In a blink of an eye, we are now grown girls. I still remember that when I gave birth, I looked like a round dumpling, white and tender.

This one is now 1.7 meters tall, right? "

"Yes, I said don't let it grow any longer." Zhao Xiangmei also took out the tools for pasting matchboxes, "The feet haven't grown yet.

36 yards. "

Zhao Xiangmei always feels that girls are too tall and it is difficult to find a partner.

That man, who is 1.8 meters tall, looks short in front of Chen Qingyi.

Sitting on the edge of the kang with Aunt Chunmiao, working on their hands, the two of them started chatting about home affairs without saying a word.

Chen Qingyi liked to listen to this, and she would lie on the hot kang and listen to it, chatting with her from time to time.

Aunt Chunmiao looked at the fair and tender person and chuckled, "Xiaoyi doesn't like to paste matchboxes?"

"Hey, stop being confused, it looks like a nail on your butt."

Zhao Xiangmei buried her daughter.

Chen Qingyi clicked her millet teeth and said, "I am impatient, and I get upset doing such fine work."

Cross-stitching and knitting scarves were tasks she had never done in her entire life.

A few days ago, I went to the commune and bought two woolen scarves, one for her and one for Chu Xun, both in black.

By the way, she bought some red wool and asked Chu Xun to knit a scarf for her.

Sticking a matchbox was more abrasive than knitting a scarf. She spent a long time in the beginning, feeling upset as if she was about to be caught.

I just want to grab my hair, look at the paste in my hands, sigh and put it down, with a look of despair on my face.

Her butt looked more like nails, always wanting to run out, which made Zhao Xiangmei upset, so she didn't need her anymore.

In other families, all men, women, old and young work together, and the division of labor is clear. In her family, only Zhao Xiangmei does it.

There are also many people in the brigade who are picky and say weird things behind their backs, saying that Zhao Xiangmei is spoiled by children.

In the middle of winter, sitting on the hot kang, you will get water when you are thirsty, food when you are hungry, and lie down on the kang when you are tired.

The wind can't blow it, and the rain can't catch it.

Such a light job is actually boring! !

Where is the law of heaven?

No one understands it, not even Mrs. Zhao and auntie.

Isn't this much better than going to the ground?

Eighty-nine yuan a month, and sometimes you can earn fourteen or five yuan if you work well!

The wages for workers are only around [-] yuan, which is really good. It’s not easy to make money.

But Chen Qingyi didn’t do it, and Chen Qingfeng didn’t do it either!

Zhao Xiangmei is not active yet.

Everyone was shocked. Only Old Mrs. Chen and Old Man Chen said they didn’t want to do it either.

But they have to do it if they want to make money.

Chen Qingyi and the others are not short of money, so if you don’t want to do it, then just do it. Mrs. Chen looked envious when she said this.

The old couple are not hard-working people.