The Peasant Wife Has a Space

Jiang Cheng only felt that he was fascinated by a girl for the first time, and couldn't help but want to get closer to her and get to know her more.

Before I knew it, I was about to arrive at the production team where Zhao Xiulan was.

Cycling is much faster than walking, and it only takes about thirty or forty minutes.

Jiang Cheng only felt that the journey was really short, if it were a little longer, he would be able to spend more time alone with Zhao Xiulan.

Seeing that the production team was about to arrive, Zhao Xiulan hurriedly greeted Jiang Cheng to stop. If you get closer to the production team, you may be seen by others and gossip will spread.

"Comrade Jiang, you can send me here. Thank you today for sending me back."

Jiang Cheng also knew that there was a difference between men and women with Zhao Xiulan, so he had to avoid it so as not to affect Zhao Xiulan's reputation, so he did not insist on sending Zhao Xiulan home.

"You're welcome, Comrade Xiulan, then I'll go back too."

"Comrade Jiang, slow down on the road."

"Ok!"

Jiang Cheng watched Zhao Xiulan turn and leave, but he was reluctant to take his eyes away from Zhao Xiulan.

It was not until Zhao Xiulan disappeared that Jiang Cheng rode his bicycle back to the county seat.

I went back earlier today, it was only one o'clock in the afternoon, and the afternoon work in the production team had not yet started.

Zhao Xiulan stayed at home and had nothing to do, so she went to Liu Gensheng to get work.

In the afternoon, millet was harvested, but the agricultural tools in the production team were limited, and not everyone could receive agricultural tools.

Zhao Xiulan was late, and if she couldn't get it, she could only pull the rice with her hands.

The work was arranged by the captain, and there was no room for nitpicking, so Zhao Xiulan could only pull the rice grains with her hands.

In addition to Zhao Xiulan, there are many people like her who need to pull rice with their hands to work, including Li Lijuan.

Li Lijuan was used to being lazy at work. She was lazy in bed in the morning and didn't get up in time. When she was working in the past, the farm tools had already been distributed.

Where did Li Lijuan do in the past? She raised her so delicately. Today, she pulled the rice grain with her hands and complained that her hands hurt.

But in order to earn work points, even if it is suffering, one can only endure it. The last time she lost five yuan because of her robbing, Zhao Weiguo has never given her any good looks. Now if she is lazy, I am afraid that Zhao Xiulan will blow her ear and say a few bad words in Zhao Weiguo, and she will really have no food. ate.

Who doesn't suffer when hungry? Li Lijuan felt a little flustered after she was only hungry for two meals last time, and definitely didn't want to experience it a second time.

Seeing that Zhao Xiulan was busy, Liu Jianguo walked up to Zhao Xiulan and handed her his sickle, "Comrade Xiulan, lend you my sickle, it's fine for me to pull the rice with my hands, you are a girl. , you have to protect your hands."

Zhao Xiulan raised her head and glanced at Liu Jianguo.

Liu Jianguo is tall and thin, neither handsome nor ugly. Due to long-term work, his skin is a little dark, similar to that of a country man, and he looks honest and honest.

He likes the original owner and has taken care of the original owner a lot over the years. Because he is the son of the captain, Li Lijuan is very jealous of Zhao Xiulan.

In the eyes of most girls in the production team, being able to be favored by Liu Jianguo and marrying Liu Jianguo is a great blessing. After all, Liu Jianguo's father Liu Gensheng is the captain of the production team. The conditions of Liu's family are better than most people in the production team. come well.

The original owner's feelings towards Liu Jianguo are just a feeling of a younger sister and a brother, and there is no other love. As for Zhao Xiulan, although she thinks that Liu Jianguo is a good person, she is considerate, honest and willing to work, and she is a person suitable for living, but she doesn't call him, it's nothing. Feel.