Perhaps he didn't expect her to refuse, Han Boyu stood there in a daze, with a deep pain in his eyes.
Jiang Ningning almost couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.
But when her eyes met the pair of little girls, she forced herself to harden her heart and said, "It's getting late, we have to go home."
"Manman, Xia Xia, say goodbye to Professor Han."
께Tuanzi obediently waved and said goodbye to Han Boyu.
The setting sun lengthened the figures of the mother and her two children. I don’t know what Manman said. Jiang Ningning tilted her head, her eyes and brows were extremely gentle.
Han Boyu's fingertips were so tense as he gripped the notebook that they turned white.
In fact, it’s good enough to be able to see them from a distance now…
He is not qualified to ask for too much.
After quickly wiping away the tears from his eyes, Han Boyu picked up the tools scattered on the ground and walked back to the cowshed with the last ray of light in the sky.
"How is your recovery?" Old Man Liu asked with concern, "You still have a long way to go. If you need to be hospitalized, take a good rest. Don't be too stubborn."
This sentence is full of profound meaning.
The two looked at each other in tacit understanding.
"Don't worry, I will definitely not ruin my body anymore." Han Boyu walked over and saw him writing criminal investigation notes, which were densely written on more than ten pages. He raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Why did you suddenly think of taking notes?"
"A thank you gift to my friend."
"Um?"
Looking at Old Man Liu's face again, his eyebrows were raised and his eyes were bright, completely different from his previous numb look.
Not only him, but even the pillars became lively.
Zhuzi is the couple's child. The family of three seems to be from Shanghai. No one knows why they came to the farm.
It has become a custom among them that they tacitly do not ask about each other's backgrounds.
Han Boyu was very curious about what happened during the time he was in the hospital.
Old man Liu opened his old and broken pocket watch and took a look. It was a quarter past midnight, and then he made a hushing gesture.
Not long after, an oil-paper bag was suddenly thrown in from the window.
Han Boyu was shocked.
The others seemed to have gotten used to it. Zhuzi ran to the window, picked up the oil paper package, and opened it. In addition to an egg, there was also a handful of yellow fruits.
Each person was given an egg and two fruits according to the number of people.
Zhuzi was born on a farm. When he ate loquat fruit for the first time, his clear big eyes instantly lit up like stars.
The adults felt very uncomfortable seeing this.
"What is this?" Han Boyu had a vague guess in his mind.
Old man Liu nodded.
After his guess was confirmed, Han Boyu felt dizzy.
Nonsense!
If people knew about their dealings with the bullpen, the consequences would be disastrous. But no matter how anxious and angry I was, I couldn't run over to remind them.
Seeing that he was so anxious that his face turned red, Old Man Liu quickly pulled him to a corner and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, the one who came is the guard of Captain Huo. Captain Luo turned a blind eye to this matter, after all..."
Han Boyu's curiosity reached its peak.
"after all?"
"Secretary Jiang is very capable!" Old Liu kept the matter in suspense and refused to say anything more. Anyway, he would understand after staying in the village for a few days.
That night, Han Boyu was in great torment. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The next day, a big blister appeared at the corner of his mouth.
I was so distracted while working that at noon, the villagers didn't even bother to go home for lunch and ran to the edge of the village, saying words like "Ningning" and "weaving factory".
Han Boyu was stunned for a moment, then ran forward.
The knitting factory was built next to the school. The first thing that catches the eye is the picture of a girl going to school facing the sun. The vigorous and positive life jumps out of the picture.
The open space next to the school was crowded with people.
At the beginning, Jiang Ningning imagined that everyone was dissatisfied with her orders, mocking and ridiculing her for being a woman who should only revolve around the stove.
Then she succeeded in getting a good reputation with her performance.
In fact, all the village cadres were smiling and their attitudes were extremely warm and respectful. Even the educated youth did not show any contempt on their faces.
Jiang Ningning only needed to think about it a little bit to understand that Captain Luo must have severely criticized everyone in private.
Her background and connections are so strong that ordinary people can't afford to offend her.
I never thought that one day I would become a resourceful person!
"Ningning, while the villagers are here, do you want to say a few words to everyone?" asked Captain Luo.
All the voices of dissatisfaction with her were suppressed by Captain Luo in private, but it is better to guide than to block, and this move also helps her establish her prestige and fame.
In an instant, countless pairs of eyes swept over from all directions.
The Sixth Brigade had more than a hundred households and more than 1,300 people. Looking around, the ridges on the fields were crowded with people.
He turned his big eyes around, picked up the simple loudspeaker on the table, walked to Jiang Ningning in military steps, handed the loudspeaker to her, and saluted in a proper military manner.
Jiang Ningning was so touched by the cuteness of the cub that she raised her hand and tapped the speaker, which made a puffing sound.
The whole place fell silent.
She faced the villagers, not at all timid.
She is so good at giving speeches.
There was no need to prepare a draft, just improvise: "The county has decided to build a weaving factory right here."
"I know some people are wondering: Can we open a factory? We are just a bunch of rough people who only know how to farm. How can we know any technology?"
Jiang Ningning's voice suddenly rose as she glanced at the women's tired but eager eyes.
"Why not? Which sister doesn't have some unique skills? Sewing shoe soles, weaving baskets, making straw mats... we have the talent for craftsmanship in our blood! In the past, we had no opportunities and no organization! Now, the Party has shown us the way and the commune has set the stage for us. We have to fight for this honor ourselves!"
"Ten fingers are like ten golden shoulder poles, carrying the new future of our commune!"
"With a piece of rattan and a piece of bamboo strips, we can weave money for the baby's tuition! The bamboo can be turned into a basket, and the rattan can be turned into a basket, and we can exchange it for our flower head!"
"Sit and wait? Or stand up? Raise your hands if you are willing to work! Follow the commune and fight your way out!"
"꺛!" Bai Man raised his hand high and was the first to respond.
There were two torches in those eyes, full of admiration, determination and ambition, and his cheeks turned red from shouting.
There was a brief silence at first, and then pairs of rough, muddy hands appeared.
In particular, the hands of women, young and old, were raised one after another and in greater numbers with hesitation and desperation, but finally with determination and hope.
In the sunshine, those hands formed a silent but extremely meaningful picture.
Unconsciously, it echoed the oil painting on the school wall.
Everyone was deeply shocked.
Including Han Boyu behind the crowd.
Hearing it from others is completely different from seeing it with your own eyes.
Build a weaving factory, encourage girls to go to school...
How many days has Jiang Ningning been in the Sixth Brigade? Many things that the educated youth had not been able to do in several years happened.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang Ming really gave her an excellent education.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
