The man was talking a lot, as if he wanted to say everything he wanted to say in his life at this moment.

Deng Zhilan was a little amused and helpless.

"Okay, it's time. Captain Luo is here, as well as the scorekeeper. Don't be late."

Wei Yanzhen then placed a gentle kiss on Deng Zhilan's forehead, and then, looking back every five steps, left reluctantly.

Deng Zhilan waved goodbye to him, and when the man's figure completely disappeared from her sight, she returned to the door of the warehouse and sat leisurely on the recliner.

The ceiling fan above my head was blowing, and the cool breeze was so comfortable.

The other side.

Song Yitao walked briskly, humming a little tune, and headed towards the warehouse.

After she cleaned up the house last night, Captain Luo informed her that she would be at work today and asked her to remember to get the tools from the warehouse.

But when we got closer to the warehouse, we saw someone sitting at the warehouse gate from a distance. It turned out to be Deng Zhilan?!

"Hey, you're guarding the warehouse gate?"

"You said you were a girl working in a textile factory, but now you look like an old man!"

Song Yitao walked closer and began to mock Deng Zhilan without any hesitation. Her words came out of her mouth one after another like a string of cannonballs.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Wei Yanzhen doesn't treat you very well. I thought he didn't let you work."

Deng Zhilan ignored her and lowered her head to concentrate on looking at the list of tool distribution written on the paper.

When the words "fen bucket" were written behind Song Yitao's name, she burst out laughing.

"Don't you look at the watch? You're late on your first day, and I'm not the one who's unlucky!"

Song Yitao then raised her head and saw the big clock hanging at the door of the warehouse. It was already past seven o'clock. Her eyelashes blinked rapidly and she looked at the watch on her wrist again.

All of a sudden I realized that my watch was more than half an hour slow.

"Oh no!" Song Yitao's face changed. Without bothering to mock Deng Zhilan anymore, she turned around and ran towards the team gathering place.

Unexpectedly, Deng Zhilan behind her took a wooden barrel and threw it towards her, accurately putting it on her head.

"Yi Tao, you forgot to bring your tools!"

Suddenly, a foul smell came, and Song Yitao was almost vomiting. He took the wooden barrel from above his head and found that it was filled with a lot of dried feces!

She wanted to throw away the dung bucket and go back to fight with Deng Zhilan, but if she didn't go back, she would definitely be scolded.

She had no choice but to swallow her anger. As she ran to the field, she cursed Deng Zhilan in her heart!

Finally they arrived at the gathering place. Everyone had already set out to work. Luo Yisen saw Song Yitao running over breathlessly and frowned:

"Comrade Song, you're late on your first day of work. That's not okay."

Song Yitao lowered her head and explained: "Captain Luo, I was slow, I didn't mean it."

Seeing that she was sincere, Luo Yisen said, "Don't do it again. I'll let Luo Xiaojun wake you up next time."

"The job you were supposed to do last time was to fertilize the fields. You even knew how to use the dung bucket. Good job. Come and work with everyone else."

After Luo Yisen finished his instructions, he also walked over and started to cultivate the land with a hoe. Song Yitao wanted to smash Luo Yisen's head with the dung bucket.

He could only let out a deep breath and then followed the team into the field.