Chapter 83: Toothache

"Xiyue, look, we got a new 28-bar truck. It will be convenient for us to go to the town to attend the market in the future." Liu Yao patted the seat of the 28-bar truck with a happy face.

"Yes, it's good. It's much more convenient. You are so lucky." Ning Xiyue looked around the 28-bar bicycle. It looked very sturdy and could be ridden for more than ten years.

"This is a bicycle that Ye Chu and I own together." Liu Yao leaned closer and lowered her voice, saying, "Ye Chu was lucky. We happened to meet him and he didn't even ask for a ticket, so we teamed up to get this bicycle."

"That's really good luck. Bicycle tickets and industrial coupons are really hard to get." Ning Xiyue gave a thumbs up and praised: "This bike looks like a new one. It's worth it."

In fact, Ning Xiyue had some idea in mind. Combined with Chen Yechu in the black market, she roughly knew how this car was obtained.

But she didn't expect that Chen Yechu was a bit cunning. In order to avoid attracting attention when returning to the team, he actually asked Liu Yao to buy the car together. This way, the risks and pressures could be shared. If someone annoying wanted to borrow the car in the future and didn't want to borrow it, he could push it to another person, and the two of them could fool around back and forth.

"Congratulations on winning a 28-bar truck." Ning Xiyue bowed and congratulated.

Chen Yechu smiled and said, "It's just a coincidence. Xiyue, if you want to use a bicycle in the future, just come and borrow it from us."

Liu Yao nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Xiyue, we can lend it to you."

"Then thank you first. I will ask my family if they have bicycle tickets or extra industrial coupons, and I will find a chance to buy one."

Ning Xiyue remembered that there was a bicycle in her three-piece suit. She would see when she could find a suitable opportunity to use it, so she laid the groundwork today.

Wang Mengmeng was watching with envy, twisting the corner of her clothes with her fingers. She was envious of Liu Yao being dragged into buying a bicycle by Chen Yetu, and she was also envious of Ning Xiyue being offered to lend her a bicycle by these two people.

When could she get along so well with them?

She had been hanging around Xia Zhipeng before and didn't expect to miss so many new friends.

Wang Mengmeng regretted for a moment why she could not think straight and hang around a man who did not like her and was not clean. She was really blind. Her mother was right. She had to find a chance to write a letter to her mother to talk about it.

Ning Xiyue had already seen Wang Mengmeng standing aside shyly, not saying a word. She didn't expect that after being cured of her love-brain problem, she would become reserved and shy.

Seeing her alone with an emo look and a somewhat pitiful expression, Ning Xiyue glanced at her without any sympathy and then looked away.

But Wang Mengmeng is good at seizing opportunities. When she saw Ning Xiyue looking away, she thought it was a signal, so she happily walked over and took out a few big red hawthorns from her bag: "I bought some hawthorns at the agricultural and sideline products purchasing point. They are sour and sweet and not bad. Would you like to have one?"

Under Wang Mengmeng's eager gaze, Liu Yao took the lead in picking up a hawthorn.

Wang Mengmeng saw Liu Yao took it, and happily distributed the hawthorns in her hand to Ning Xiyue, Chen Yetu, and Yu Zhiyu who was silently carrying things for the others.

"hiss-"

As soon as Ning Xiyue took a bite, the hawthorn in her hand was so sour that it hurt her teeth.

“It tastes good, right?”

When Wang Mengmeng turned around and looked at Ning Xiyue, she put away the painful expression on her face, forced a smile and nodded.

"It's quite appetizing and suitable for eating before meals. It would be perfect if it were a little sweeter."

As soon as he turned his head, his face looked sour and he swallowed the hawthorn in his mouth with great difficulty.

If she had known that she was going to give her sour hawthorns that would make your teeth fall out, she would not have asked for it.

"Yeah, I think it's good too. I haven't eaten it before." Wang Mengmeng took out a hawthorn, wiped it on the cloth bag and stuffed it into her mouth, finishing it in two bites.

Others said against their will: "Not bad."

From the expressions of the people present, it could be seen that Wang Mengmeng really thought it was delicious. Like her, everyone else was delighted by the sourness of the hawthorn.

Since Wang Mengmeng likes sour food so much, there must be someone from northern Shaanxi in her family.

Wang Mengmeng was a little excited to join in, and enthusiastically held out her pocket: "Have another one?"

"No, I remembered that I still have to go to the place where I pay my taxes to meet up with the aunts. You go back first, I'll go over." Ning Xiyue turned and left, unable to resist Wang Mengmeng's enthusiasm.

"Hey, Xiyue—" Liu Yao shouted at the disloyal Ning Xiyue.

Ning Xiyue didn't even turn her head, but raised her hands high in prayer.

It is better to let a friend of virtue die than to let a friend of poverty die. Just kidding. Who would want to stay there and eat sour hawthorns that will make your teeth fall out? Her teeth are still chattering. It is obvious that those hawthorns were taken back by the purchasing station and given to the hospital for use as medicine. They are so sour that they can kill you.

Feeling the sour taste lingering in her mouth, Ning Xiyue took out a piece of fruit candy to sweeten her mouth, and then she suppressed the sour taste, and the expression on her face became relaxed again.

“This is what I should eat.”

When we arrived at the grain payment site, there were still crowds of people, and more and more teams carrying grain were waiting behind.

Ning Xiyue arrived at the right time, as her Daliu team was the first one to arrive and were beginning to inspect and grade the food.

The team leader and other people in the team held their breath waiting for the judging results.

"Da Liu Team, first-class public grain, quality: excellent."

This statement made everyone in the team happy, with joyful smiles on their faces.

"Ah, Xiyue, our team's first-class public grain, excellent quality, great, hahahaha."

Wu Guifang jumped up with joy and pulled Ning Xiyue around in circles. If you didn’t know her, you would have thought she was the leader of the team.

Aunt Yang Liu smiled easily: "Now I can finally rest assured. I don't have to redo the work."

"Yes, fortunately our hard work these days has not been in vain."

Although Ning Xiyue had guessed the result long ago, she was still very excited when the result came out.

She seemed to feel the joy of the farmers' harvest, and she felt a sense of accomplishment when she saw the crops she had worked so hard to produce were recognized.

All the food in the team was rated first-class.

Everyone was excited and happy, and couldn't stop smiling, especially Wu Guifang and Zhao Jianshe, whose smiles were almost crazy.

Ning Xiyue shook her head and followed the team to push the team's food to the corresponding granary and pour it into it.

With more people, things can go faster. Before the captain and Uncle An Guo had even finished their formalities, they had already finished everything and were standing aside waiting, pushing an empty cart.

Aunt Yang Liu patted the cart and motioned Ning Xiyue to sit and wait: "Now you can take the ox cart when you go back."

"I've never ridden in a ox cart." Ning Xiyue looked at the ox in front of her that was eating grass. It was not the big water buffalo that picked them up before, but a big yellow ox that was bigger than the water buffalo. She wondered what it would feel like to sit on it.

“Hahaha, if you sit here a few more times, you might not want to sit here anymore.” Aunt Yang Liu smiled and reminded, “Remember to cover your face with a headscarf, or you’ll get a mouthful of dust.”

"Okay, luckily I brought it." Ning Xiyue took out a bright red floral headscarf and waved it.

Seeing Ning Xiyue and Aunt Yang Liu chatting animatedly, Wu Guifang quickly came over to join them. When they were almost done chatting, she tentatively asked the question that concerned her most:

"Aunt, our public grain rating is level one. Do you think our team can also be rated as an advanced collective? The evaluation will start soon, right?"