The boss is dressed as cannon fodder

In the educated youth center, Song Pingxi received a letter from home.

When he finished reading the letter, his face turned pale and he almost crushed the letter in his hand.

What does it mean that the eldest brother is married and the eldest sister-in-law has a problem with the family members sending him things all the time? If it weren't for his eldest brother, would he go to the countryside?

At that time, my parents' work unit stipulated that one person from every household must go to the countryside, either him or his brother.

Of course he didn't want to go to the countryside, but compared with his elder brother who was already working and could bring a stable income to the family, naturally his younger brother, who had just graduated from high school and could not find a job, was the most suitable.

Song Pingxi was filled with anger.

Why should he be sacrificed? He also graduated from high school and can do his elder brother's job. He can take his elder brother's job and send his elder brother to the countryside.

Of course, he didn't say these selfish-sounding words. He just cried and said he didn't want to go to the countryside.

His eldest brother really had no choice but to promise to send him something and ensure that he would not suffer any pain, and then sent Song Pingxi away unwillingly.

Song Pingxi was so angry that he banged the table. Where did the vixen come from to seduce the hearts of his parents and brother, and even he didn't care.

Song Pingxi was so angry that he banged the table loudly.

The educated youths passing by heard this sound and knew what was going on.

"Song Pingxi seems to be losing his temper?"

An educated youth asked his roommate worriedly: "He didn't go to work in the fields today. Did something happen?"

Song Pingxi's former roommate snorted and said lazily: "Don't worry about him, he is different from us. He doesn't have to work but someone still sends him things every day."

The educated youth immediately fell silent and stared at the wild vegetables in the kitchen.

Song Pingxi is indeed different from them. Even if the centimeters he earns are not enough for him to spend on himself, his family will send him food and clothing. He is happier than them.

"It's great that our family is all workers." The educated youth sighed with envy. "If we were like him and often asked for leave and didn't work, we would have starved to death long ago."

His roommate said: "I have a blessed life, and I can't compare with others."

Song Pingxi didn't know about the conversation between the two educated youths, and even if he knew, he would just sneer at it.

For him, life now is nothing but bitterness. When he was in the capital, he never did heavy work. He ate and drank every day, and all he thought about was how to write the most beautiful poems.

What now? Although he often took leave from work, he had to work in the fields at least twenty days a month. The blisters on his hands made him miserable. Enjoy a blessed life? He just felt that he had never been so miserable in his life.

What a pity Xia Qinghe!

Song Pingxi felt resentful. If he could marry Xia Qinghe, since he was the captain's son-in-law, he would be able to arrange easier tasks, such as weeding pigs and cleaning pig pens.

Moreover, Xia Qinghe is very capable. It is said that her centimeter speed is about the same as that of a man. If he marries her, he will not have to worry about lack of food. In addition, she is indeed the most beautiful girl in a hundred miles, and she is also his best choice now, but it is a pity that she had to cut off the beard of that hateful second-rate.

Why are things so bad? The family planned to leave him alone, but the woman they were interested in was cut off...

Song Pingxi became more and more angry as he thought about it, and there was a burst of cheers from outside.

"Ouch, Jiang He bought another bicycle."

"He didn't buy it, he made it himself!"

"Jiang He made a bicycle with his own hands!"

"..."

As the news spread, the educated youth spot became lively. Everyone ran out to watch the excitement, ignoring the fact that it was almost time for dinner.

Song Pingxi took out biscuits to satisfy his hunger with disdain. What's so good about a bicycle? Only people who have never seen a big scene would make such a fuss.

**

When she got up early in the morning, Yu Taohua was startled by the bicycle in the yard.

"Dahe, where did this bicycle come from?"

"I made it with my own hands," Jiang He said calmly.

Yu Taohua looked at Jiang He with a look of surprise. Is this really her son? He can both see a doctor and build a bicycle by hand...

Jiang He nodded, pulled his mother aside, and whispered: "Mom, I want to tell you something, but you must not tell it."

When Yu Taohua saw her son's cautious and mysterious look, her heart was raised. He wouldn't do any bad things again, would he?

Just as I was thinking this, I heard my son say: "Mom, actually those old people in the cowshed are all my masters." - future masters.

"..."

Yu Taohua was almost scared to death and screamed: "You, you actually have contacts with bad elements, and you still worship them as your disciples?"

These are all bad elements! The son of the bad elements who were labeled as monsters and monsters actually got involved with them. If he was found out, he would definitely be arrested and paraded through the streets, and he would also be criticized/fighted in public.

"Mom, calm down." Seeing her trembling with fear, Jiang He quickly hugged her and comforted her in a low voice, "otherwise, why do you think I am so powerful? My masters are all great people, as you know, Uncle Ning, He will build satellites to fly into the sky..."

Yu Taohua looked confused, "What is a satellite?"

"Something more powerful than an airplane can fly out of the earth."

She knew about airplanes. It was a high-tech technology that could fly. The teacher in the brigade once said, but what was more powerful than airplanes?

Yu Taohua looked confused, "They are so powerful, and they are beaten into monsters and monsters?"

Jiang He sighed, this was the most heartbreaking thing, "That's because our country is poor! Even if he can make a satellite that flies out of the earth, there is no material now. And the more important something is like a space shuttle satellite, the political review The more strict he was, the more he was betrayed by those close to him..." Jiang He was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that he was telling the truth.

Finally, he concluded: "So Mr. and Mrs. Ning were both wronged."

Yu Taohua immediately thought about it. A bicycle can be sold for 150 yuan, which is equivalent to half a year's salary of a worker. His son can earn half a year's salary by building one bicycle. If he can build ten or eight...

Yu Taohua was immediately frightened by the astronomical amount of money and was a little dizzy.

Jiang He continued to lie, "Mom, you said Professor Ning is so great. If I learn how to build cars and airplanes from him..."

Yu Taohua grabbed her son's hand and told her firmly, "When you go to the cowshed, be careful not to be discovered." When her son learns how to build cars and airplanes, she will teach them to her grandson, and they will be passed down from generation to generation...

Ouch, when she thought that the Jiang family had mastered the secrets of building cars and airplanes, and the Jiang family became prosperous in the future, she would see who would dare to look down on her, Yu Taohua!

***

Although Yu Taohua easily believed her son's words, the people in the village still couldn't believe that this car was built by Jiang He himself.

He's just a second-rate guy, does he have this ability? Could it be stolen?

Yu Taohua couldn't stand the suspicious looks of the villagers.

"You can sit on it and try it. Dahe said, this is a variable-speed bicycle. It is different from ordinary bicycles. It saves effort."

Yu Taohua was very concerned about the bicycle built by her son. She asked several times how to change the speed. If anyone dared to question it, she would fight back.

After hearing what she said was so mysterious, someone finally tried it, and the hillside at the end of the village was full of shouts and screams.

"Really, it's no trouble at all."

Several educated youths also followed suit, and all of them had dreamy looks on their faces. Was this really created by Jiang He himself?

Everyone who tried riding a variable-speed bicycle thought that the bicycle was so good that they couldn't help but run to Jiang He.

"Dahe, can you build one for me too?"

Several villagers with little reputation came forward and asked with salivating faces.

Regardless of whether he stole it or built it, Jiang He had to get them one if he wanted to prove that he didn't steal it.

Jiang He said readily: "Of course, no problem."

Everyone looked overjoyed, and then heard Jiang He say unhurriedly: "As long as you can get the parts, I will build them for you. I only charge a small handling fee."

The person who originally made the idea was dumbfounded, "But we don't have the ability to get parts."

"That's your business." Jiang He said rudely, daydreaming as he wanted to get away with nothing.

A few second-rate guys with bad reputations looked at each other and secretly had bad intentions, saying that what they made was just to put money on their faces, and it turned out that they had stolen it.

Report it, you must report it!

As if reading their thoughts, Jiang He smiled and said, "I will get some parts from the city in the next two days and build the bicycle at home. If you are interested, you can come and have a look."

The second-rate guys were dumbfounded again. Could Jiang He really be capable of this?

Jiang He's words were like a gust of wind blowing through the entire Hongyun Village, and everyone was shocked.

"Did you hear that the second-rate son Jiang He said he wanted to build a bicycle with his own hands?"

"I am not a second-rate person now. I am still good at treating diseases. Jianghe cured my fever two days ago."

"Even if you can cure diseases, you may not be able to build a bicycle, right? A car is so easy to build?"

…………

Xia Qinghe bit her lower lip and hurried past the chattering villagers, holding the sickle tightly in her hand.

Even though his mind was restless, Xia Qinghe still cut the pig grass quickly and well without any compromise.

She lowered her head and did not look at the people around her, but her ears listened to those people's words uncontrollably.

At this time, a gentle male voice sounded: "Xia Qinghe, are you okay?"

Xia Qinghe looked up and saw Song Pingxi standing not far away.

Today, Song Pingxi is wearing a white shirt. He looks clean and comfortable, and his elegant appearance is completely different from those villagers who are dressed in rustic clothes and seem to be integrated with the backward village, and they seem so out of place.

If it were the previous Xia Qinghe, she would definitely feel inferior when seeing Song Pingxi like this. A man was actually cleaner than her.

But now that she has a fiancé, she no longer cares what Song Pingxi thinks, and she doesn't even pay attention to whether he is dressed cleanly or not.

Xia Qinghe asked lukewarmly: "Comrade Song asked for leave again today?"

Song Pingxi secretly hated that he had never spoken so sharply before.

Sure enough, after getting engaged to the second-rate son, the person also changed from pearls to fish eyes.

"I felt a little unwell early this morning." He raised his arm and pointed her to look at the rashes on her arm. "I don't know why, but my body is always allergic, and the doctor can't explain it. , what a headache.”

Song Pingxi is quite a bit like "Sister Lin" in the eyes of the villagers in Hongyun Village. Although he is a man, it does not affect the villagers' judgment. The biggest reason is that he has allergies for which no reason can be found. Every time he wakes up, When the rash occurs, it will become more severe no matter whether he is going to the fields or mowing grass. Especially during busy farming days, his arms and legs will often swell and he can only rest in bed.

Song Pingxi once wanted to return to the city for this reason, but unfortunately he was rejected. The doctor said that he was not allowed to return to the city unless he was terminally ill. Of course, if your limbs are broken and you become disabled, it will be easy to return to the city, but no educated youth is willing to use this method.

"Comrade Song is not suitable for the countryside." Xia Qinghe said with emotion, finally realizing that this man was not suitable for him either.

Ning Pingxi smiled bitterly, what could he do if he wasn't suitable? It has been four years, but the national policy has not changed, and he has given up on returning to the city.

Moreover, his brother is getting married and there is no room for him in the room they share. Besides taking root in the countryside, does he have any other choice?

"I just heard the villagers talking about Jiang He." Song Pingxi said with profound meaning, "If Jiang He can't build a bicycle in public, things may not be easy to handle."

Xia Qinghe straightened up and frowned, "What do you mean?" Why didn't she sound nice?

"What I mean is that Jiang He is too impulsive." Song Pingxi said as if with emotion, "He finally got a better reputation. If he can't prove himself this time, he will leave a worse impression on everyone."

Needless to say, it will definitely leave a worse impression. How can a second-rate guy who hasn't graduated from junior high school build bicycles? Isn't this a joke?

Song Pingxi stopped talking. He believed that as long as Xia Qinghe was not stupid, he would understand what he meant. In fact, if Xia Qinghe was smart, he should break off the engagement with that second-rate man and choose himself.

After Song Pingxi left, Xia Qinghe was no longer in the mood to work and kept worrying.

"Sister Qinghe, what did you just say to Comrade Song?"

Xia Qinghe looked over and found that it was Erniu who was tall and powerful. Moreover, Erniu was carrying a huge dead tree on her shoulders.

"Er Niu, you are so awesome!" Xia Qinghe looked at her with admiration, "Where did you find such a big dead tree?" It could have been burned for half a month.

"It's nothing, you can find it as long as you walk a little further."

Erniu said, throwing the dead tree on the ground, sitting on the trunk, and motioned to Xia Qinghe to sit down and rest together.

She beat her shoulders that were sore from the dead trees, picked up the kettle and took a big sip, pretending to be casual and asked: "Sister Qinghe, what did Comrade Song say just now? You don't look good."

Xia Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "I'm talking about your brother Dahe."

Erniu immediately became energetic, "Brother Dahe said that as long as everyone gets him parts, he can make a bicycle. I have a cousin who is in charge of machinery in a textile factory in the city. I wonder if he can get some for me." Parts come over, I want a bike too.”

"I'm worried that Brother Dahe can't do it." Xia Qinghe said softly. If he was laughed at, would he feel uncomfortable?

"If you can't do it, you can't do it." Erniu looked at Xia Qinghe in surprise, "Who dares to laugh and slap him away! My mother said that it's okay for men to brag, as long as they don't hurt others."

The troubles in Xia Qinghe's heart were swept away, and he said with bright eyes: "Yes, it doesn't matter even if Brother Dahe fails."

He is still her brother Dahe and will not change. She just needs to stand by his side from beginning to end.

**

When Jiang He sneaked to the cowshed at night, he found that not only Professor Ning and his wife were waiting for him, but also two old people were also waiting for him.

The Xiao Niu and Xiao Long that Professor Ning called were not young at all. The youngest Xiao Long looked to be in his thirties. He was the most elegant and handsome man Jiang He had ever seen in this era. He is tall and thin, his face is a little pale, and he feels a bit weak, but as long as you see his rock-firm eyes, you will know that some people will never give in even if their muscles and bones are broken.

Professor Ning introduced him: "You can call them Uncle Niu and Uncle Long. Uncle Niu is a biologist and Uncle Long is a chemist. They both taught in the same university before."

"Hello, Mr. Niu, Mr. Long." Jiang He greeted respectfully.

Mr. Long, who looked gentle and pale, coughed a few times and said, "You call us sir, do you want to learn from us?"

Jiang He raised his eyebrows, "Why not?"

Mr. Niu, who looks a bit fierce and tall, is very unhappy. This young man is too arrogant. He wants to fly before he can walk. He can't finish learning just what Professor Ning has in his mind. He really thinks that studying and eating It's as easy as sleeping.

Professor Ning has a kind face. He is old and has no limit to how he can tolerate children.

He smiled and said, "Dahe, please check Xiaolong's pulse. He had a fever last month and has been coughing since then."

Mr. Long stretched out his hand and said, "It's all a minor problem. I'll just pick some licorice roots and boil it in water to drink."

Jiang He checked his pulse and his face gradually became serious, "Mr. Long, your disease really can't be cured by boiling licorice in water. It almost turned into pneumonia. I'll get you some medicine. You'll have to drink it for at least a week to get rid of the root... Also, your body is very deficient. If you don’t take good care of it, your lifespan will be affected.”

Mr. Niu's face became very ugly, "Boy, if you have any good medicine, just give it to him. Uncle Niu owes you."

He did not doubt Jiang He's words. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xiaolong's health was indeed getting worse day by day.

Mr. Long was very calm, "Life and death matter, just look away."

Jiang He was not happy, and said with a serious face: "Mr. Long, I hope you can't look away! How old are you this year? People live to be eighty. Are you not forty yet? You have only climbed halfway up the mountain of life. On the mountainside, don’t you want to look down from the top and see the scenery below?”

Mr. Long coughed a few more times, but with a smile in his tone, "Dahe doesn't look like he hasn't read anything."

"Of course, I graduated from junior high school." Jiang He said without any humility.

Mr. Niu laughed loudly, "Then you still have to learn! Young man, let me tell you, the least educated people here are all college graduates."

Jiang He said confidently: "This is easy! It's just a three-year book in high school. I'm not boasting. I can finish it in three months."

Mr. Niu was not convinced, "Uncle Ning, give in and I'll teach him a lesson, otherwise he will brag to the sky!"

Jiang He hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, I brought some herbal medicine, and I also brought a medicine pot. Auntie, please cook it for Uncle Long. By the way, make some porridge for everyone as a midnight snack, Mi I Bring it here too. Don’t be reluctant, I’ll get some more if the rice is gone.”

"Boy, your apprenticeship ceremony is quite sincere." Mr. Niu thought of the quilt and food he had brought before. Thanks to these, Uncle Ning's health improved, and Xiaolong was not too cold to sleep at night.

Mrs. Ning was careful and asked the question that everyone wanted to ask, "Dahe, where did you get so much money?"

"When a high-ranking official comes to see me for medical treatment, I will open my mouth like a lion."

Professor Ning's brows furrowed at first, then relaxed after hearing what Jiang He said.

Jiang He continued to smile and said: "The director of the city's Revolutionary Committee is very afraid of death. I fooled him and he got everything."

Mr. Niu's eyes showed hatred, and he cursed bitterly: "There are no good people in the Revolutionary Committee!"

Mr. Long's eyes showed worry, "Be careful. The Revolutionary Committee is best at making things out of thin air and framing people."

Jiang He was a little moved, "Don't worry, he doesn't dare to touch me yet. Maybe he has done too many bad things and the whole family is not in good health."

Their disease is actually very simple. In this era when they don't have enough to eat, they eat a lot of food and fish every day, so they have the disease of being rich and noble.

Feelings of depression and dizziness are all caused by eating. If you add the traditional Chinese medicine that makes you lose your appetite and add yellow lotus water to it, then you won't be able to eat anything anymore.

After listening to Jiang He's words, Professor Ning was silent for a long time and sighed: "The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and there are bones frozen to death on the road."

When Mrs. Ning prepared the medicine and brought it in, she found that the room was very quiet.

Mr. Niu opened his mouth slightly, looking suspicious of life. Look at Mr. Long again, his eyes are bright, staring at Jiang He as if he is looking at a treasure.

Although my husband did not lose his temper, Mrs. Ning swore that he was definitely very excited.

Mrs. Ning put down the medicine and asked with a smile: "What's going on?"

At this time, Jiang He stood up and said goodbye to everyone, "Gentlemen, that's the end of today's class, I'm leaving first! Mr. Long, you must remember to drink the medicine, don't be afraid of the pain."

Mrs. Ning sent Jiang He out, and when she came back, the three of them still had not recovered.

"Hey, let me tell you, what happened?"

Professor Ning let out a long sigh and said to Mrs. Ning: "Honey, I have been teaching for decades and have taught countless geniuses. Only now do I realize that none of them are considered geniuses."

"Yes, compared with Dahe, those are all idiots." Mr. Niu slowly closed his mouth. He was still in a dream, "It turns out that geniuses with photographic memories really exist."

Mr. Long had a smile on his face and a gentle expression, "I always thought I was a genius, but today I suddenly lost my confidence. This young man is simply amazing and talented! I now believe that his medical skills are all self-taught, and I also believe that he has three I will definitely finish the high school courses within this month.”

The author has something to say: This is a quick and exciting novel, because the male protagonist has experienced so many worlds, studied hard in every life, and learned many skills, so he will be very Tom Su.

And I also want to write about Tom Su and let him do some things within his ability. It’s also very enjoyable to write =-=

So don't doubt the male protagonist's ability, he is just so good!

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