"Lanlan, are you serious? Can you really drive?"
"Am I joking with you or something?" Qian Lanlan said with a smile.
"Okay, let's go find Uncle Li tomorrow and see if he can find someone to take you. You have the basic skills to drive a truck, so driving a tractor won't be a problem."
"Xianhan," Qian Lanlan hesitated, "but tractor driver seems to be a popular job. What if everyone wants me to do it?"
She didn't know about the tractor driver before, and it was Li Zhiyong who told her about it.
Only then did she realize that the Huaihua Brigade didn't even have a tractor.
"Then whoever disagrees can go and drive it themselves," Ye Hanhan said. "Okay, Lanlan, don't worry. If anyone dares to object, I will definitely help you solve the problem. You are the only one who can be the tractor driver."
Ye Han was now even more determined to help the brigade get a tractor.
The next day, she took Qian Lanlan to Li Erhe's home and told him that Qian Lanlan could drive a truck. She asked him to help take Qian Lanlan to another brigade to see if he could find someone to teach her.
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Before, Li Erhe maintained a nonchalant attitude towards tractors, and it didn't matter whether he had one or not.
But after what Ye Xuanhan said yesterday, he became anxious instead, and couldn't sleep the whole night because he was thinking about the tractor.
But when he heard Ye Xuanhan wanted to push Qian Lanlan to be a tractor driver, Li Erhe hesitated again.
"Xian Han, why don't you choose someone else? Qian Zhiqing is still a girl after all, with delicate skin and tender flesh. Driving a tractor is not suitable for her."
Hearing this, the light in Qian Lanlan's eyes dimmed instantly.
Ye Xuanhan curled her lips. She knew very well what Li Erhe was thinking. It was because Qian Lanlan was a female educated youth. If she returned to the city one day, the team would be without a tractor driver again.
"Uncle Li, who do you want to be the tractor driver?" Ye Han asked.
Li Erhe hesitated for a moment and said, "Our eldest son is quite suitable..."
"But are people willing to waste time teaching him?"
Ye Xuanhan hit the nail on the head and raised key questions.
Not to mention that Li Erhe had said before that the tractor drivers in other brigades were rich and could make some money during the autumn harvest. Even if Li Erhe begged for mercy, other brigades would be too lazy to take the time to bring out a tractor driver.
What's more, Li Zhiyong is not from their team, so even if they teach him, he may not put his heart into it.
But it would be different if Qian Lanlan was sent to learn. Qian Lanlan had driven before, so if the other party dared to teach recklessly, she could tell at a glance.
Li Erhe hung his head, feeling a little conflicted.
Ye Xuanhan quietly tugged at Qian Lanlan's sleeve, motioning her to come forward and express her determination.
"Captain, don't worry. I, Qian Lanlan, am not the kind of mean person who doesn't care about friendship. If you are determined to train me to be a tractor driver, I will definitely not just walk away and leave you a mess in the future."
"Alas, you are a girl after all..."
Ye Hanhan noticed that Li Erhe had begun to waver, so he said, "Uncle Li, this is where you are wrong. Great men have said that women hold up half the sky. Lanlan will never let you down."
After a long while, Li Erhe sighed, and as if he had made up his mind, he said to Qian Lanlan, "Qian Zhiqing, tomorrow morning, you come with me to the Red Star Brigade next door. I will swallow my pride and beg their brigade leader to let you follow their tractor driver for two days."
"Okay."
Qian Lanlan smiled happily and winked at Ye Han secretly.
Seeing that Li Erhe was obviously unhappy, Ye Han said, "Uncle Li, please don't be unhappy. I have a reason for helping you find the tractor driver first."
"What's the reason?" Li Erhe wanted to hear what Ye Hanhan would come up with.
"Think about it, if our brigade had a tractor driver, would the tractor be far away?"
For this summer harvest, we can temporarily borrow a tractor from another brigade.
If the members are used to them, will they go back to adapt to ox carts and donkey carts in the future?
At that time, even if Li Erhe didn't mention buying a tractor, they would definitely agree with it.
Li Erhe is not a fool. After he understood this logic, he looked at Ye Hanhan with gratitude in his eyes.
"Daya, you are still smart."
“I learned this from you.”
Now that the matter was settled, Ye Hanhan no longer cared about it.
In the evening, Ye Xuanhan, who had been busy for several days, finally found time to visit Mr. Wang and Grandma Meng.
As soon as it got dark, she took a shortcut to the cowshed, carrying flour, vegetables and fresh pork.
It’s still the same old rule. After knocking three times, Mr. Wang or Grandma Meng will knock on the door for her.
After two or three seconds, Grandma Meng looked at Ye Hanhan with surprise, then brought her into the house and took the things she brought.
"Xianhan, I haven't seen you for half a month. How come you've lost weight?"
"Grandma Meng, I'm not thin, but you and Mr. Wang need to eat more."
Looking at the two elderly people with sunken cheeks, Ye Han's eyes were filled with heartache.
"Alas, Xiaobao suddenly separated from us and ran to the capital. How could we not miss him?" Old Wang said quietly, holding the enamel pot. "I don't know if he is doing well over there."
"Mr. Wang, you and Grandma Meng can rest assured. The day after Xiaobao arrived, he became friends with my aunt's daughter, Zhao Xiaoya. I heard that he will go to elementary school in two days and will be in the same class as Xiaoya."
These were the things Ye Xuanhan knew before he returned by train. Xiaobao was indeed living a good life. He was obedient and sensible, and no one had to worry about him at all.
"We feel relieved knowing that he is doing well," said Grandma Meng, with tears in her eyes. "We don't know when we can see him again."
"I will see him one day. Maybe in five or six years."
Ye Xuanhan recalled that it seemed that it was around 1977 that the intellectuals who had been sent to the countryside for reform were finally able to return to their original jobs.
"I hope so," Old Wang sighed softly, "Xianhan girl, have you gone to see Professor Zhang? Did he give you the things?"
"I gave it to him," Ye Han replied, "but right after he gave it to me, he was reported and sent to the Northeast for reform."
Ye Xuanhan lied, mainly because she didn't want Mr. Wang and Grandma Meng to feel guilty.
Anyway, she had stolen all the things back, so she didn't lose out anyway. But she would have to unify her story with Jiang Wang when she had the chance in the future to avoid being exposed.
"Mr. Wang, Granny Meng, you two don't have to worry about Xiaobao anymore. The money and all the old items have been brought back, which is enough to raise him," Ye Han said with a smile, "All you have to do is take good care of your health. When you see Xiaobao in a few years, he will still be the same as he remembered."
After hearing what Ye Hanhan said, Mr. Wang seemed to have some insights. "Yes, Hanhan girl, you are right. We have to take care of our bodies, otherwise how can we meet Xiaobao in the future?"
As Grandma Meng smiled, tears welled up in her eyes. "Wait, old man. I'll make hand-rolled noodles tomorrow. We can't let our mouths run low."
Seeing that the two old men finally understood, Ye Hanhan smiled knowingly, then said goodbye and left the cowshed.
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