Crossing 70: Fish in the Pond Have Good News

Chapter 165: Harvesting in the Rain

"It's really annoying every day." Wu Aiqing sighed, looked at Jiang Yu who still had no expression, then looked at Fu Biao who was stiffening his neck, and Xiong Lijin who looked like nothing had happened, and sighed again.

These young people really don't leave any leeway for the villagers, and I don't know if they will cause trouble in the future.

Wu Aiqing felt that after being with them, she became more concerned and, under the influence of Chen Jinghan, she gradually became more like a mother.

Fu Biao nodded in agreement, "Who said it wasn't true? Yesterday they had a fight with He Yuanchao and the others, and today they are picking on Jiang Yu. The brigade cadres are all just sitting there doing nothing! No, the brigade cadres have problems with their brains too."

"Is it true that there is not a single cadre with a normal mind in this construction team?" Xiong Lijin also found it outrageous.

Captain Zhuang says one thing in public and another in private, the secretary is nowhere to be found every day, the accountant can't even settle his own family affairs, the captain of the militia company is Captain Zhuang's nephew and has no room to speak at all, oh, and there is also a women's director who usually keeps silent!

I am really impressed. This construction team is doomed.

Jiang Yu took the egg cakes that the men were eating to get rid of the bad smell. She ate five pieces of egg cakes in two bites. "As long as they remember today's lesson and don't bother me again, I don't care who is their leader."

"I don't know how these villagers will look at us after today." After all, Wu Aiqing is not as confident as them, so he can't help feeling a little worried.

"I don't care what they think!" Fu Biao got angry when he heard the villagers. They were a bunch of monsters. They looked like human beings before, but now it was probably time for them to transform. They all showed their true colors. "How annoying! How annoying! Didn't Hanzi say before that his father thought this place was good? It's amazing! It shows that the people in this village are very good at pretending. They pretended so well that they fooled everyone. It's amazing!"

The investigation that Father Chen arranged for his subordinates to do would definitely not be a report that fooled people. If this village had not been so good at superficial work, it would have been impossible to hide it from those people's eyes. Those who can work hard in this area must have some ability.

The more Jiang Yu thought about it, the more he felt that there was something strange about this team.

Xiong Lijin pushed up his glasses and said, "Forget it. We'll work it out when the time comes. If they want to play some tricks, then we'll just take them. But I guess they're not free recently."

They were busy just with the rice in the fields.

The sudden heavy rain put out the remaining fire halfway up the mountain, and also put out all the calculations in the hearts of the villagers of the Construction Brigade. Many people were folding rice ears and then stood stupidly in the fields without moving, with rain running down their faces and their bodies soaked, but they seemed not to feel the cold, as if they were like a stick.

Suddenly, an elderly woman's legs went weak and she fell down into the wet mud. She looked at the rice fields in front of her, tears falling like the rain now.

This was like a switch was turned on, and more and more people began to cry.

Several team leaders also cried bitterly.

Only some old farmers were still harvesting rice, waving their sickles vigorously. Seeing this, they were so angry that they yelled, "Hurry up and harvest! Cry to your uncle! Crying is useless! Hurry up and harvest the rice! Harvest as much as you can!"

The old man's shout woke up the people around him who were in mourning. They came to their senses, wiped the tears and snot from their faces, picked up sickles and started harvesting, "Yes, harvesting rice is important, harvesting rice is important..."

Yuan Jiaojiao was already frightened by the accident that happened at the start of work, and she really wanted to escape.

But most people were like crazy at this moment. If anyone swung the sickle a little slower, they would be sprayed in the face by the nervous villagers. She didn't dare to move, and swung the sickle while gritted her teeth and endured the cold rain.

The other educated youth were in a similar state. They all participated even though their teeth were chattering from the cold.

Ma Yanna and Guan Wenbin were assigned to the third team. The team leader's wife looked at them with eyes as fierce as a knife. They were used to slacking off, but today they were forced to work very hard.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Zhuang Shouren wiped the rain off his face, but it was no use. The next second, raindrops fell all over his head and face. The rain was so heavy that even his vision became blurred. He couldn't continue working.

We can't do it anymore, or something bad will happen. Zhuang Shouren knew that if they persisted to the end, nothing would change, and he had already started to have the idea of ​​giving up. He stood up and wanted to open his mouth to ask everyone to stop, but he almost choked to death when he drank a mouthful of rain water.

"Cough cough cough!" After the violent coughing passed, Zhuang Shouren ran to a small warehouse where farm tools were temporarily stored, dug out the gong's drumstick, and stood outside to beat it hard.

The villagers' mechanical operations were interrupted, and their originally strong spirits and energy were dissipated at once. Many people fell down with "thumps" and "thumps".

Among them was Yuan Jiaojiao, who had just fallen into a coma due to heatstroke yesterday.

Fang Qianqian was near her. She glanced at the villagers around her, gritted her teeth, ran over and helped Yuan Jiaojiao up, patted her cheeks twice, and the burning touch scared her, "Yuan Jiaojiao! Yuan Jiaojiao!! Oh my God, Chen Xiaohua, He Yuanchao, come and help."

The two people whose names were called came over reluctantly. They had red medicine on their faces and looked like priests who were about to perform a ritual.

Fang Qianqian became furious when she saw them like that, "She has a high fever, hurry up! Let's send her back to the educated youth site!" She squinted her eyes as she said this.

When the other two heard that they were going back to the educated youth point, they immediately understood what meant and hurriedly lifted up the unconscious Yuan Jiaojiao. The three of them walked away on the muddy ground.

The villagers couldn't care about the three people at this moment because too many people suddenly fell to the ground.

Then there was another lot of trouble.

The barefoot doctor was dragged around by one family member after another during this rainy day. One had heatstroke, another had a fever, and another was just angry.

Before long, smoke began to rise from every household, and the smell of Chinese medicine enveloped the entire construction team.

Zhuang Shouren squatted on the threshold of his house, staring blankly at the rain curtain in front of him, his heart sinking again and again.

We have to think of a way.

The rice rotting in the fields is a disservice to the villagers, as it affects the annual income and food supply of the entire village...

It's really terrible. Zhuang Shouren was so worried that his heart was bitter. He wished he could take out his pipe and take a few puffs like Uncle Liu to relieve his worries.

The people at the educated youth point were waiting at the door, but seeing the barefoot doctor passing by again and again, he had no intention of coming over to see them. For a moment, they were overwhelmed with mixed feelings and felt that they had no words to express their pain.

As He Yuanchao stood there, tears began to fall.

Fang Qianqian turned around and went into the house without looking back. Chen Xiaohua bit his lip, glanced at the male comrades around him, laughed bitterly, and left.

Chen Lei cursed, "These damn villagers really don't take us seriously at all!"

Zhao Chunjiang gave him a mocking look and decided to go to Wu Aiqing to buy a bowl of cold-relieving medicine. This man's medical skills were better than those of the village doctor, so he might as well spend the money!