Into the ’70s Book: Pregnant After Divorcing My Soldier Husband

[Set in the 1970s + Face-Slapping s*umbags + Dimensional Space + Sweet Romance + Cozy Domestic Life]

Deng Zhilian wakes up to find herself inside a 1970s-era novel — as the brainless, big-bus...

Chapter 52 Rolling Down the Cliff (2/2)

However, Song Yitao chatted enthusiastically with Zhao Hongbin. Along the way, they talked about the programs of the 㫧宣 team and the gossip of the 㫧宣 team.

Deng Zhilan just felt it was too noisy.

These two people never stopped talking, and she felt a little annoyed.

"Zhao Zhizhi, how long will it take to reach the destination?"

Zhao Hongbin said: "It will be done soon. I promise not to delay your mission."

Then, he informed them, "The boundary between our brigade and the next village is on this mountain. There is a barbed wire fence. You can just hang banners and slogans there when the time comes."

In fact, Zhao Hongbin was a little nervous because he did not take him to the wrong place.

However, since he received money from others, he had to do it.

Finally, the tricycle passed through a forest and saw the tall barbed wire fence.

Zhao Hongbin stepped on the brakes and stopped the tricycle.

Only then did he diligently help the two of them move the painting materials.

"The barbed wire is right in front. I'll help you move your things up there. You can move around here."

Deng Zhilan jumped off the tricycle.

I felt my buttocks were numb from sitting, and my limbs moved a few times, and my joints made a creaking sound.

Song Yitao stood beside her, looking at the scenery at the foot of the mountain, taking a deep breath of fresh air, and feeling relaxed all over.

She said with emotion, "Although it's a little far, I haven't been there many times. Standing at a high place to see the scenery, the scenery is quite beautiful."

Deng Zhilan didn't respond to her. She turned her head and saw that Zhao Hongbin was still honest and helped them move the boxes of painting materials to the wire fence in a quick and efficient manner.

"Song Yizhi, Deng Yizhi, you guys go ahead and get busy."

"I'm going to check out the next place. I'll probably come back to pick you up after the sun sets."

After saying that, Zhao Hongbin rode away on his tricycle.

Deng Zhilan and Song Yitao climbed up the high hillside and began to get busy.

【People from all over the country unite to defeat the invaders and all their dogs! 】

【Prevent and stop espionage activities, and build a steel Great Wall to fight against espionage! 】

[Plant the red flag all over the world, in the palace and the Kremlin! ]

While hanging the banner, Song Yitao couldn't help but admire in her heart that Deng Zhilan was becoming more and more smart!

"I heard that Wei Yanzhen took you to buy a radio."

"You know the White House and the Kremlin. You always listen to the news!"

Deng Zhilan was too lazy to pay attention to her. When she heard this, she knew that Song Yitao was feeling jealous.

If she argued with her, they would have no chance of doing the rest of their work.

So Deng Zhilan just concentrated on tying the ropes.

The banners here have been put up.

Deng Zhilan turned around and planned to get a new banner.

However, danger soon occurred.

"ah!!--"

Song Yitao screamed in fear and her body fell backwards uncontrollably.

In a panic, he reached out and grabbed Deng Zhilan's arm. Deng Zhilan was caught off guard and felt a huge force pulling her.

Before they could react, the two of them rolled down the cliff like kites with broken strings.

Repairing the entire Dongfeng Brigade's protective forest is a huge task.

Wei Yanzhen quickly mixed in with the militia.

Young men in their early twenties called him cleverly, "Brother Wei, Brother Wei."

Led by Wei Yanzhen and Feng Zhijun, they walked dozens of miles of mountain roads and arranged people to dig a river channel over the past few days.

We also climbed up the mountain to repair the protective forest and put up barbed wire.

Finally, after taking a rest in a depression, Feng Zhijun took out a pipe, took two puffs of the cigarette, and puffed out smoke with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Wei Yanzhen didn't smoke, so he took out a pen and paper and started sketching, planning the next repair plan.

"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Wei, look over there!"

Suddenly, Feng Zhijun stood up from the ground and pointed to the hillside not far away.

"Did someone roll down there?"