Chapter 8 Melon Eating Team

Song Wei slapped her thigh with an expression of grief and indignation: "Auntie Xiu, you said this incident, I accidentally slipped and fell into the water, and I don't know who spread it.

In the past, although I liked Luo Yecheng, how could I commit suicide by jumping into the water for him? If I committed suicide, it wouldn't have any impact on him and he would still marry Jiang Xiaowan. What would I gain by having such a bad reputation?

I am so unlucky, right? The folks here are so warm and kind, and the food is so delicious, how could I be so depressed as to commit suicide? "

When they heard her say that the folks in the Ping'an Brigade were warm and friendly, everyone who had been eavesdropping on them pricked up their ears and smiled widely.

"That's not the case. The people in our Ping An Brigade are extremely enthusiastic."

Song smiled and said, "Yeah, even though I've only been here for a short time, everyone has helped me a lot."

"Auntie Xiu, do you have any tips for threshing corn?"

"Well, I know. I told you not to use only your hands. That would hurt your hands. The corn cobs are rough after the corn kernels are removed. If you hold them in your other hand, you can easily remove a lot of them..."

She demonstrated by holding the unshelled corn in one hand and using the corn cob as a threshing tool in the other hand.

Although it is easy to peel corn kernels, it is a bit tiring and your hands will hurt after a long time.

But holding the corn cob solves this problem.

"If you have a pair of Liberation shoes at home, bring a big bench and put your shoes on the stool. They will come off in a few seconds."

There are uneven patterns on the bottom of the Jiefang shoes, and when you pull the corn up, you can bring down a lot of corn kernels.

Unfortunately, whoever has a pair of Liberation shoes in this family will wear them cherishly and are reluctant to give them to Baomi Huohuo.

Song Wei didn't have Liberation shoes, but she had strong hands.

He was very nimble in handling the corn cob. Although he was a little unpracticed at first, after a few tries he could clean a whole corncob in just ten seconds.

"Song Zhiqing, you are quite skillful."

Seeing her actions, the old ladies around her all looked at her with admiration.

Song Wei: I just want to finish it quickly and go up the mountain.

She quite likes this job. It's not tiring and she can listen to the aunties gossiping and eating melons.

Maybe it was because she was the person involved in the incident, so apart from asking a few questions at the beginning, they didn't feel comfortable continuing to discuss her gossip, and instead started talking about other people in the team.

The Ping'an Brigade is composed of four adjacent villages. The village where Song Wei lives was originally called Laozaogou. Now they are talking about the melons from the neighboring village.

And Song Wei participated in it without any sense of incongruity.

"Widow Hu originally looked down on her man. Now that her man is dead, I heard from people in the neighboring village that they saw several men running towards her. I don't know whose man is so bad. If the wife finds out, there will definitely be a fight."

"Don't talk about the people next door. Let me tell you, there are men in our village who run to the next door too."

"Who is it?"

Song Wei and the others came closer with shining eyes, all filled with gossip.

The old woman who heard the news was very proud: "My son saw it last night. It was Guifen's husband. My son went to the next village for something yesterday. He saw Guifen's husband coming out of the widow Hu's house with his own eyes."

“Oh my…”

Song Wei also exclaimed with a little excitement in her eyes. This was an acquaintance.

She asked quickly, "Is it Niu Pozi's wife?"

"That's right."

Aunt Xiu gave her a look that said you know what she is talking about: "Gui Fen's husband is a scoundrel who does nothing all day long, yet Niu Po ​​treats him like a treasure. If Gui Fen knew about this, who knows what would happen."

The old woman who just mentioned the melon rolled her eyes and said, "What do you think if I tell Guifen about this?"

She had a bad relationship with Mrs. Niu and was hoping that there would be trouble in that family.

"That won't do."

Song Wei advised her, "Auntie Wang, think about it, your son is the only one who saw this, right? If there's a quarrel in their family and Mrs. Niu asks about it and finds out that it was you who spread the rumor, she will definitely accuse you of saying you don't like their family spreading rumors. If her son refuses to admit it and you have no evidence, you will only cause trouble for yourself."

After hearing Song Wei's words, Aunt Wang also reacted.

Aunt Xiu advised: "Song Zhiqing is right. Even if your son saw it and came forward to testify, no one would believe it."

Aunt Wang held Song Wei's hand and said, "Thanks to Song Zhiqing's reminder, otherwise my family would have been entangled by Niu Pozi."

"What are you doing together? Are you still working?"

When the team leader saw a few old women chatting together, he immediately came over with a fierce face.

The melon-eating team immediately separated.

"What are you making such a fuss about? We are not doing anything here."

Aunt Wang rolled her eyes at the team leader and said, "You old woman are not very skillful. It doesn't mean you didn't do it even though you were working a little slower."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Aunt Xiu rolled her eyes and suddenly asked the team leader, "Dalin, did you go to the old hunter to drink that wine yesterday? Your wife said that you kept her busy until she went to bed late last night, and she is not in a good mood today."

Song Wei almost choked on her own saliva. How could he dare to say anything?

Team leader Jiang Dalin's face was also green and red, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Aunt Wang laughed in a slightly vulgar way: "Hehehe... No wonder Cuilan looks so bad today, with dark circles under her eyes."

The team leader scolded them loudly and asked them to work seriously, then ran away in a panic.

That back view made it feel like there was some ferocious beast chasing after him.

As he walked, he cursed: "That tiger bitch, she tells everything to others!"

He was so embarrassed! "A bunch of old ladies are talking nonsense, and there is a little girl here."

Song Wei: ...Finally someone noticed my existence? But she wasn't shy at all! "Well, Song Zhiqing forgot about you, hehe..."

Song Wei's expression straightened: "It doesn't matter."

It was quite amusing to see the team leader leave in such a mess.

"Oh, Song Zhiqing, you are really fast. You have already made so many!"

Even while gossiping and chatting, Song Wei did not stop moving his hands, basically maintaining a speed of husking a corn in about ten seconds.

Only half of that pile of corn is left.

She could finish it in one morning.

The old ladies all looked at Song Wei with something strange in their eyes. This Song Zhiqing was a hidden talent.

Song Wei grinned: "I just wanted to finish it quickly and go to the mountains to pick up some dry firewood. I heard that it's very cold here in the winter."

"That's not good."

Aunt Wang said, "You have to collect more firewood. It's so cold here in winter that no one wants to go out. Everyone stays at home. You young educated youth from the city can't survive without a warm kang at home."

Aunt Xiu: "Speaking of which, this season is just the time when there are a lot of things in the mountains. It would be good to bring back more. The few work points you new educated youth have are not enough to get food."

There was no food to be distributed, so if we wanted to survive the entire winter we had to buy food from the brigade.

(End of this chapter)