Chapter 11 Chapter 11 It turns out that baldness is not limited to any era...
Tian Huini had a cold face and was cooking while smashing pots and bowls. Song Ruan added fuel to the fire: "Comrade Tian, you can just smash your own bowl. If you smash other people's bowls, you have to pay for it."
"You!" Tian Hui Ni was so angry that she threw the wild vegetables in her hand.
Luo Zhaodi popped out like a ghost: "Whose bowl is broken?"
Tian Hui Ni tried to calm down: "It's not broken. I've been cooking for such a long time and you still don't believe me? It will be fine in a while."
Luo Zhaodi glanced into the pot gloomily, and seeing that her bowl was indeed intact and there was no shortage of food, she walked out silently.
A ghost-like person! You're making such a fuss over a broken bowl. You're really born to be poor!
Tian Hui Ni cursed in her heart, and seeing Song Ruan still sitting there staring at her like she was watching a show, she held her breath and walked back to the stove, stuffing a handful of straw into the stove.
The originally weak flame in the stove suddenly shot up, making a clear explosion sound.
Tian Hui Ni was startled and suddenly pulled her head back, and a tuft of hair on her forehead was singed.
Song Ruan laughed out loud.
It had been a long time since Tian Huini had been laughed at in person, and her eyes were almost spitting fire.
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she raised her head abruptly, stared into Song Ruan's eyes, and asked almost word by word:
"Song Ruan, do you know Ma Mian?"
Ma Mian was the fourth daughter of Song Ruan in her previous life. She was taken out to play by her mother-in-law and got lost. When she was found, she had drowned in a pond in the park. This incident caused a big stir in the local area. Newspapers and television used this example to warn children not to go into the water. Song Ruan started crying when she heard this name.
If Song Ruan was also reborn, only by poking at her pain point could she be exposed.
"Horse-faced demon? Who can recognize this?" Song Ruan raised his eyebrows, "Comrade Tian, the Chairman has said that feudal superstition is not allowed."
Tian Hui Ni didn't see the reaction she wanted, so she didn't give up and described it in detail with malicious intent: "It's not Ma Mian, it's Ma Mian, you really don't know her? A little girl, thrown into the pond by her mother-in-law and drowned. I heard that when the body was fished out, it was soaked and there were water bugs crawling on it..."
"What? There are still people like this in the socialist New China?" Song Ruan slammed the table and stood up. "People like this should go to the farm for reform!"
"Comrade Tian, you know so much, is it about the Dongfeng Brigade? Who is it? Let's go to the captain to report it!" She pulled Tian Huini out, "We can't let these bad elements mix with the people, we must investigate thoroughly!"
Tian Hui Ni was startled, and suddenly remembered the current trend. She pulled her butt back hard: How can we investigate something that didn't happen? What if the matter gets out of hand and nothing is found out, and people think she's spreading rumors? She is going to marry Jun Ge!
She was clinging to the stove like a shrimp, and forced a smile, "It's not from our place..."
"Where is that person from?" Song Ruan insisted, "Who dares to be so arrogant? The New China has been established, how dare he be so lawless?"
Tian Huini cursed this stubborn fool in her heart for not understanding her expression, and stammered: "I don't know where it came from, I heard it from someone, maybe it was before liberation, of course it doesn't exist now."
Seeing that she was still trying to get serious, he quickly changed the subject: "Breakfast is ready, go eat it quickly, you have to go to work soon."
Song Ruan was motionless: "It's hot."
Tian Hui Ni quickly handed over a rag.
"It's just a rag. I have to return it to you after I use it. I'd better wait until it's cold before I take it." Song Ruan waved her hand, "It's a good opportunity for us to talk about this matter again."
Tian Huini took a deep breath and said, "I'll bring it to you!"
"Wow, really? Thank you, Comrade Tian. Just put it on the table."
Tian Hui Ni was so angry that her nostrils enlarged, but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. As expected, she is the heroine of this world, and she is the only one who has the adventure of rebirth. The change in Song Ruan in this life may just be due to her butterfly effect.
Thinking of this, she looked at Song Ruan with a rather condescending look.
"Comrade Tian, are you waiting here to talk to me again?"
Tian Hui Ni suddenly came back to her senses, threw the rag in her hand and went out.
Song Ruan drank a mouthful of corn paste and squinted at Tian Huini's back, which was unconsciously bent when she walked: "System, there is something wrong with this Tian Huini."
She has been working in the countryside for more than half a year and has been cooking for a long time, but she can't even light a fire for half a day. Farm work has been getting busier recently, and the meals are corn porridge and boiled potatoes, which are better than before. However, there is disgust in her eyes, and a test that was almost obvious just now - from the tone of her voice, is she the poor child of the original owner's future?
The key point is that the original book does not mention the person named Ma Mian.
It’s probably rebirth!
The anti-semen system is crackling and eating melon seeds
[Stay calm, there are all kinds of things in this world, at least he is just reborn, and you are bringing a system across worlds]
Song Ruan: “…6”
Or am I just ignorant.
"Give me half a pound of brown sugar. Put it in the enamel basin on the third shelf of the cupboard where you helped me collect the things from Old Song's family."
The system followed her instructions and found it:
【What do you want this for】
Song Ruan wrapped the candy and put it in the luggage: "I will discuss my accommodation problem with the captain later."
The original Tian Hui Ni was a toxic kid, and now there’s a plus version…Move out! Must move out!
A thief can steal for a thousand days, but you can never guard against thieves for a thousand days.
The most important thing was that the youth cadre camp was too small. Not only did they have to sleep head to head and mouth to mouth, but she had to sneakily eat a piece of egg cake. People have to eat to survive, so this was not acceptable.
Because Tian Huini cooked slower than usual, it was already late when they arrived at the threshing ground.
Many villagers had already arrived at the threshing ground. A large group of them spread over half of the ground, talking and laughing at the top of their lungs. The educated youth, on the other hand, were huddled together in a small group, most of them with their heads bowed. Even if they were chatting, they were mostly whispering. The two groups of people were clearly distinguished.
The team leader picked up something like a copper pot and knocked on the threshing floor three times, and the threshing floor gradually became quiet.
It was another village cadre who looked like a coal stove who spoke first: "Today, five more educated youth comrades have come to our Dongfeng Brigade. As the village party secretary, I would like to express my welcome to you on behalf of everyone."
There was sparse applause in the threshing floor.
Then came some polite words about cooperation, solidarity, and economic development.
The villagers listened impatiently, looked at the new faces, and whispered to each other.
"Why are there so many educated youth here again? Three of them are girls. What can they do?"
"That's not all. Look at that pretty boy with an extra pair of eyeballs. My dad is not that white even after he died three days ago. He is as thin as a mantis. I can kill him with one hand. He is not even as good as a girl."
Lin Xinping's face flushed red, and Liu Yongqiang held him down: "Forget it, forget it. We are outsiders after all."
"What do you know? That's called glasses. People with intellectuals are like that."
"People of culture, don't people of culture have to come to our countryside to make a living? I think they are not as good as us."
"Look at that woman, she's still wearing leather shoes! Wow, I've never worn them in my life."
"Where is it? Let me see. Oh, it's true. What was she thinking? Wouldn't she feel bad when she stepped on such nice shoes?"
Hearing this, Han Zhenzhen raised her head proudly, like a proud little swan.
"Maybe the city people are mentally ill, otherwise they wouldn't come here."
"Hey, how do you talk..."
Han Zhenzhen's eyebrows were raised, and Liu Yongqiang pulled her with his other hand: "Forget it, forget it, it won't hurt to let them say a few words. Didn't they praise you just now?"
"Hey, look at that girl at the edge. She's so pretty."
"Well, she is pretty, but she looks weird, like a monster."
Liu Yongqiang didn't have any extra hands, so he could only watch Song Ruan jump to their side.
"My aunts are praising me." She said with a smile.
Several aunts who were talking and giving advice on state affairs were stunned.
They always love to chat with people, and they especially like to see those shy young wives blushing with embarrassment. When the educated youth went to the countryside, they found that these young people in the city were even more shy and reacted more strongly. It was like discovering a new continent - it was almost their daily entertainment activity.
This is the first time that someone has come up to me on their own initiative.
But after all, they had the skin they had honed over the years, so they quickly reacted. An auntie with particularly large front teeth replied without changing her expression: "Yes, I was praising your good looks."
Someone habitually sabotaged: "Xu Daya, you are so bold to say that."
"You call me Xu Daya again?" Aunt Daya's front teeth retracted suddenly: "Don't force me to cut you in front of the children."
A group of people laughed.
Auntie Daya rolled her eyes in anger, ignored them, and turned to talk to Song Ruan: "You are a very open-minded child, just like a Northeasterner."
"Who looks more like him than that one?" the person who just sabotaged the show continued.
The people around them made faces and laughed together, even Aunt Daya joined in the laughter.
Song Ruan propped up her neck and asked, "Who is it?"
Let’s face it, although this kind of complimenting someone by pulling them down is immoral, it feels really good to be praised.
Her bright eyes, full of curiosity, are simply the best supporting role.
Aunt Daya enthusiastically explained to her: "The captain's nephew is a boy. He doesn't venture out and shrinks back when he sees people. If this were my child, I would be so worried."
Perhaps the noise here was a little too loud, the village party secretary on the stage looked over here and coughed heavily.
"Look at the way he acts like an official." Xu Daya clicked his tongue, but eventually fell silent.
After a while, he couldn't help but whispered, "I'll show you next time."
This is the village party secretary. He was short and dark, but his head was shiny and glossy. The few remaining hairs he had had grown longer were pushed aside to cover his bald spot, making it look like a strip of fake grass laid on the cement floor in a zigzag shape, which was better than nothing.
She thought that people of this era all had thick hair, but it turns out that baldness is not limited to any era.
As if noticing her gaze, the village party secretary came over here again. His gaze fell on Song Ruan, and his small eyes flickered.
This female educated youth is really attractive.
The captain followed his gaze and saw Song Ruan, who was as beautiful as glowing in the sun, and his expression changed slightly.
He knocked the copper pot in his hand, interrupting his sight: "Let's arrange today's production tasks."
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