Chapter 57: Busy Farming in April 4
Shengyin was watching all this secretly here, watching Huo Jinyun leave surrounded by people, without noticing Xiao Fubao's appearance at all. He couldn't help but curl his lips and sneered.
That's really interesting.
Fubao actually gets along well with Xiao Dingkun, so he is destined to miss Huo Jinyun.
If she missed Huo Jinyun, she would miss the two most important people in her life.
As for Xiao Dingkun, he is only capable of showing off his abilities for a short while and will eventually become a worthless person.
She didn't say anything at the moment. She watched Xiao Dingkun talk to Fubao Gu Shengtian for a while, and then took out some milk candies for them to eat. Fubao ate them sweetly, and Gu Shengtian looked grateful. She found it even more ironic and ridiculous.
Fubao, oh Fubao, she once thought that Fubao was a smart guy, but now it seems that he is just a glutton.
Just for a few pieces of candy, you changed the trajectory of your life?
Shengyin watched Fubao follow Gu Shengtian to say goodbye to Xiao Dingkun, and then he skipped away with his two little braids swinging.
She curled her lips, smiled contemptuously, and was about to leave with the bamboo basket on her back.
Who knew that just as she was about to leave, she saw a figure flash in front of her. She was suddenly startled, and when she looked up again, Xiao Dingkun was standing in front of her.
Xiao Dingkun no longer had the gentleness he had shown before towards Fubao and Gu Shengtian. Instead, he was filled with sinister intent. Just one look at him made people feel chilled to the bone. It was so eerie that the spring-filled locust tree forest seemed to be instantly covered with a thin layer of ice.
Shengyin was terrified. She had never seen such a person in her two lifetimes combined. Why was he looking at her with such a violent look that seemed to want to kill her?
"Who are you?" Xiao Dingkun asked, making people feel a chill down their spine.
"I, I..." For some reason, Shengyin was scared. It was the first time she was scared since her rebirth. She always felt that when Xiao Dingkun asked this question, he was not asking her name, but asking about her identity.
This wasn't a communication with the little girl from the mountain village, but... he seemed to see through himself.
Seeing Shengyin's hesitation, Xiao Dingkun suddenly sneered. He walked up to Shengyin with his long, straight legs and suddenly stretched out his hand.
He grabbed Shengyin's neck.
He seemed to be catching a chick, and there was no trace of pity for life in his desolate and indifferent eyes.
"Speak." His thin lips lifted slightly, and his voice was calm.
"I, my name is Shengyin, my father is Nie Laosan, I am five years old..." After Shengyin's neck was strangled, breathing became difficult. She was forced to raise her head to fight for air in her throat, and said this in a weak and terrified voice.
"Heh." Xiao Dingkun sneered repeatedly: "Don't try to play any tricks in front of me. Your tricks are still very immature and not good enough, understand?"
"My name is Shengyin, really!" Feeling the deadly and terrifying force tightening around his neck, Shengyin panicked and quickly shouted, "My name is Shengyin..."
However, her screams, which she tried her best to make, were extremely weak because of the force of Xiao Dingkun's big hand gripping her throat, and they did not even get out of the locust tree forest.
Xiao Dingkun didn't want to listen to this person's nagging. This person was not a child and he also had strong malice towards Fubao.
He tightened the grip on his hands, watching the little girl kicking her legs in vain, her face flushing red, a hint of cruelty flashing across his cold eyes.
Despair flashed in Shengyin's eyes. She stared in vain at the string of jade-white locust flowers above Xiao Dingkun. Watching the locust flowers swaying, tears fell.
Why is it so difficult to live a new life?
Hadn't he already planned to drive Fubao away so that everything in the Nie family would belong to him for the rest of his life? But why was it so difficult at every step?
Who exactly is Xiao Dingkun? Why did this person appear for no reason? This person shouldn't exist in the first place. There shouldn't be such a person!
And at this moment of despair, she suddenly remembered her white stone.
Like a drowning person grasping at a straw, she struggled weakly, trying to pull at the red string hidden in her clothes on her chest.
The red thread swayed lightly, and the white jade stone jumped out from the lapel.
Xiao Dingkun's grip had tightened, and Shengyin was suffocating, with his tongue hanging out and his eyes wide open.
But at this moment, Xiao Dingkun felt something strange, as if something had a strong presence in his sight.
His chest trembled slightly, and when he looked down, he saw the white jade hanging around Shengyin's neck.
When he saw the white jade, he subconsciously frowned.
I always feel that this piece of white jade is very familiar.
But he couldn't remember and didn't understand where he had seen this stone.
When thinking about this, Shengyin under his hand seemed to be suffocating. Seeing a glimmer of hope, he kicked his legs desperately and struggled.
Xiao Dingkun loosened his grip and the raw silver suddenly fell to the ground.
Falling heavily to the ground, Shengyin covered his throat in embarrassment, greedily sucking in the air he had survived.
Xiao Dingkun's cold eyes were filled with an imperceptible trance. He frowned and asked, "Where did you get this white jade stone?"
Shengyin's tears fell as she looked at Xiao Dingkun in fear, trembling all over. She clutched the white jade stone tightly: "Mine, this is mine, I was born with it."
Xiao Dingkun stared at the white jade stone silently for a moment, his expression sometimes sinister, sometimes indifferent, and sometimes dazed. After struggling for a long time, he finally said, "Go away. Get away."
Later, he added: "I don't want anyone to know what happened today."
Shengyin's teeth chattered non-stop, and he trembled as he said, "I, I can't speak, I can't speak..."
After saying this, he looked at Xiao Dingkun with frightened eyes, warily and cautiously, and fled in panic.
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The diesel water pump was soon put into use after being tinkered with by Huo Jinyun and Xiao Dingkun. The members of the Pingxi Production Brigade watched the river water flow out from the river through the hose, into the ditch, and then along the ditch to the fields everywhere, and they were all amazed.
It saves so much effort, so much effort.
With this magic-working diesel water pump, watering and irrigation will no longer be a difficult task. No more suffering or effort, just watching the water flow into the fields. All the members came to see the wonder, and even people from the neighboring production brigade came to watch the fun and see the magic-working diesel water pump of Pingxi Production Brigade.
The people from the Taitou Production Brigade next door looked at this big guy with envy and said, "After you finish watering it, can you lend it to us?"
Chen Youfu is not a stingy person: "Now we need to plan how many acres of land this diesel water pump can irrigate in a day. If we can finish the irrigation here smoothly, of course there is no problem in lending it to you."
The meaning is very clear. The diesel engine water pump must be used by us immediately. After we use it up and you still need it, we will lend it to you.
The leader of the Taitou Production Brigade looked at the water flow, estimated how many acres of land the diesel water pump could irrigate in a day, and finally said nothing.
Now is the most critical time for crops and they cannot delay. If they delay, they may harvest less grain in the fall. They should hurry up and fetch water to irrigate the fields themselves.
Chen Youfu was delighted and patted the other man on the shoulder. "Old buddy, I have no choice. We have so much land in our commune that needs watering. In fact, even if I gave it to you, you wouldn't be able to use it well."
The captain of the team was unhappy: "How can you handle this?"
Chen Youfu chuckled and proudly pointed at Huo Jinyun, who was bending over to check the diesel engine in the distance, and Xiao Dingkun, who was pulling the hose not far away. "We have a capable person here. That educated youth and that young man who was really good at fighting can both take care of this diesel engine water pump. Don't be fooled by their young age, they are really capable and can do things that most people can't do."
The Taitou team leader remembered that it was the man who knocked down Chen Dayong, the strongest and most powerful man in his production team.
Looking at the boy's tough and cold profile, he suddenly felt a toothache.
Forget it, their commune can’t enjoy the blessing of this diesel water pump.
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Miao Xiujiu quickly put three pancakes in the steaming hot pot. She used cornmeal and water spinach. The cornmeal pancakes were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The water spinach in the hot cornmeal pancakes was still fresh and green, so juicy that it whetted one's appetite just by looking at it.
"These two cornmeal and vegetable pancakes are for your father. This one is extra, so you can take it and eat it secretly in the field."
Today, Gu Weidong went to the fields to stand guard and water the crops. Because he had to stay up late, Miao Xiujiu specially prepared a delicious meal for Gu Weidong, but there was also a portion for Fubao, which was an exception.
Miao Xiujiu lived a hard life before liberation. She lost her mother when she was very young, and was beaten and scolded by a stepmother every day. She was even driven out to sleep on a straw pile. Later, when she grew up, her stepmother did not allow her to marry and wanted her to work at home. She suffered like this and did not marry the poor bachelor Gu Dayong until she was 23. Only then did she live a decent life.
Growing up in hardship, Miao Xiujiu only wanted to make a living and have enough food and clothes. Later, she gave birth to four sons in one go. In order to feed these hungry mouths, she worked day and night. After finishing her work, she was exhausted. Looking at her four naughty sons, she couldn't help but feel angry, lose her temper and beat the children, scolding them for being ignorant. This happened to her frequently.
As time went by, she no longer knew how to be nice to her four sons. Her sons were tough and could handle a beating. She would spank them when she was in a bad mood. They shared the food equally and no one was allowed to eat more or take advantage of others. She was the strictest judge in this rural family. She had a scale in her heart, weighing the contribution of every member of the family and giving rewards as appropriate.
After so many years, Miao Xiujiu has been struggling on the edge of survival, racking her brains to figure out everything to fill her stomach. She doesn't have much warmth in her heart, even towards her own son and grandson.
At first, she was a little disgusted with Fubao, fearing that he would be a burden to her family. After all, her family was struggling to make ends meet. Later, seeing that the child was so lovable, she liked him a little. However, things had to be done as they had to be done. If he did something wrong, he would be scolded, and if he did something right, he would be rewarded. Miao Xiujiu thought that she was fair in her dealings.
But now, her heart is slowly shifting.
It’s not just because Fubao is a lucky baby who can bring some benefits to the family, but also because Fubao is really lovable.
This poor little girl, she had no parents. She was raised in a nunnery when she was a baby, and then she was raised by the Nie family and abused every day. She never had a good day. Even now that she came to her own family and seemed to be living a good life, she was actually never at ease.
She is not as naughty as other children, and rarely willful. She is sensible in every way at such a young age.
Miao Xiujiu always feels soft-hearted and sad when she sees Fubao like this.
Why are such young children so sensible? Isn’t it because no one loves them or indulges them? They are afraid of being disliked and being kicked out because they are ignorant.
Although the fourth son and his mute daughter-in-law also loved Fubao, Miao Xiujiu felt that it was not enough. She wanted to secretly pamper Fubao and be nice to him to make the child feel at ease and let him know that he was also loved and indulged by someone.
Fubao held the hot cornmeal pancake wrapped in a cage cloth and said, "Grandma, I'm not hungry yet. You can keep these extra ones."
Miao Xiuju immediately glared: "Eat it if I tell you to. If someone hears it, no one else will eat it!"
Looks very fierce.
Fubao shrank her neck in fear, but when she thought about it, she smiled again, hugged Miao Xiuju's arm, and said in a baby voice, "Grandma is so good to me!"
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Of course, Fubao couldn't just carry the basket out like that, because the steaming cornmeal pancakes inside would be so eye-catching. So she carried a small bamboo basket with a handful of grass inside, hiding the basket with the cornmeal pancakes in the grass. Then she went out with the basket on her back, skipping and dancing on the street. She would call old people "Grandma" and young people "Sister". Her voice was sweet, her eyes were clear, and her smile was so pretty that people on the street couldn't help but say, "Fubao is so pretty. Why didn't I catch that blessing character back then?"
Someone else joked, "Well, no one wanted it at first, but now you want to snatch it away because it looks so good?"
Everyone laughed when they heard this. Last year, no one dared to have Fubao, but now they are envious of the Gu family.
Fubao carried some delicious food along the road leading to the river at the foot of the mountain. It was the best season of the year, with high winds and light clouds. The crops in the fields were bright green, and the old trees at the edge of the fields or by the river were full of vitality. Wherever the eyes could see, the old green in the distance and the new green nearby were layered. It was almost evening at this time, and smoke had risen from many houses in the village surrounded by green trees, which dissipated lightly in the air. Everything was full of quiet beauty, like a vivid and elegant ink painting.
The ditches on the side of the road are filled with water pumped from the river by diesel water pumps, which is continuously supplied to the rice fields everywhere through the ditches, adding a bit of cool and lively moisture to this beautiful rural scenery.
As Fubao was walking, a farmer came towards him with a shovel in his hand. He saw a leak in the ditch and blocked it with mud using the shovel.
When he saw Fubao, he smiled and said, "Fubao, what are you doing? Are you still cutting grass in the mountains at dusk?"
Fubao recognized this person. It was Uncle Li's son, Li Jinlai. He smiled and said, "Uncle Li, my father hasn't eaten yet tonight. I'm bringing him some food. Have you eaten yet?"
Li Jinlai said hurriedly, "I've eaten it. I've eaten it. Please take it to your father quickly. I'm on duty with him tonight. It's a long night. Please eat your fill quickly."
Fubao said goodbye to Li Jinlai and went to the river. From a distance, he could hear the rumbling sound of the diesel engine water pump, accompanied by the gurgling sound of water boiling in the diesel engine water pump.
Fubao ran over quickly and saw his father Gu Weidong squatting there. There was also a tall man in a white shirt standing next to him. The two were talking to the diesel engine.
Fubao smiled as soon as he saw the white shirt. In the Pingxi Production Brigade, no one else could wear a white shirt all the time!
She took a few quick steps and walked up to him: "Dad, Brother Dingkun!"
Ever since the diesel engine incident, Huo Jinyun became famous, and Xiao Dingkun became even more famous. When children of all ages saw them, they respectfully called them Brother Jinyun and Brother Dingkun.
Gu Weidong was listening to Xiao Dingkun talking about how to start a diesel engine. He felt it was so profound that his brows were furrowed. He was just digesting it when he suddenly saw Fubao coming.
"Fubao, why are you here?"
"Dad, you haven't had dinner yet, I brought you some food."
As he spoke, Fubao put down the small bamboo basket and took out the cloth wrapped in the vegetable pancakes from the basket.
When Gu Weidong heard what Fubao said, he remembered that he was hungry. His stomach was rumbling. He quickly took it, opened it and looked at it. He said in surprise, "Why is it this?"
Although we are not in a period of famine at home recently, we are still worried that the harvest this year will be poor and we will go hungry in the future. So we rarely eat cornmeal, and have switched to sweet potato noodles and sorghum noodles. They are a bit irritating and not tasty, but we have to eat them. At least they can fill our stomachs, right?
Gu Weidong didn't expect that there were three cornmeal pancakes wrapped in the cloth. He couldn't eat so many.
Fubao pursed his lips and smiled: "Grandma said that two are for Dad. She loves me and made one for me too. I thought Dad would be on duty tonight and won't be able to sleep all night, so he should eat more to avoid being too tired."
Gu Weidong quickly took out one and handed it to Fubao: "Fubao, you eat this. Two is more than enough for Dad."
Of course Fubao refused, she insisted on forcing it on Gu Weidong: "Dad, I don't have to work at night, I won't eat."
Gu Weidong had no choice but to accept it and looked at Xiao Dingkun next to him: "Dingkun, eat this."
Xiao Dingkun didn't want it, but Gu Weidong insisted. Just as the two of them were pushing and shoving each other, a wife came over and said, "Hey, you're all here!"
Gu Weidong looked at Widow Wang and said, "Sister Wang, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Widow Wang smiled and said, "I just came to take a look. I was thinking about watering the crops today. I don't know when our private plot will be watered. If we don't water our private plot, the crops will be delayed."
Gu Weidong hurriedly said, "Sister Wang, don't worry. Once the public watering is finished, it will definitely be your turn. Don't worry!"
Widow Wang was relieved then, and after nagging for a while, she finally stopped.
Fubao watched his father finish his meal, put away the cage cloth, and said he was going back. Before leaving, Xiao Dingkun suddenly said, "It's getting dark, Uncle Gu, can you see Fubao off?"
Gu Weidong said nonchalantly, "No, there's no need at all. We're all familiar with this road. We're from the same village. There's no need to bother!"
Of course Fubao didn't care. How could she be afraid of the dark? She was six years old and not a child!
He said goodbye to Gu Weidong, hugged the cage cloth, picked up the small bamboo basket, and skipped away.
Seeing his daughter leave, Gu Weidong had nothing to do for the time being, so he sat next to the diesel engine and continued to study the "diesel engine principle" that Xiao Dingkun had mentioned before.
Xiao Dingkun watched Fubao skipping away, then looked up to see that it was already dark. He frowned and went to the river to wash his hands, washing off the remaining traces of black oil. Then he came over and said, "I'm going back now. Call me at the educated youth site if you need anything."
Gu Weidong hurriedly said, "Go back and get some rest. I'm really sorry to bother you tonight."
Xiao Dingkun: "Nothing."
Here, Xiao Dingkun walked along the path that Fubao had just left. Gu Weidong looked at Xiao Dingkun's thin and tall back and sighed with admiration.
Huo Jinyun had explained all these principles to everyone before, but even after listening, he himself still didn't quite understand them. However, some of the educated youth, especially Xiao Dingkun, seemed to understand them very well after listening to them once.
I can only say that city people have a higher level of comprehension. Maybe they just have a good foundation?
But he is very satisfied now. Xiao Dingkun was cold before and didn't even pay attention to him, but now he is willing to teach him the principles of diesel engines.
After Xiao Dingkun left, he certainly did not go back to the educated youth site directly. He followed Fubao slowly.
It was dark, and he was worried about letting the little girl go back to the production team.
Even though nothing had ever happened in the Pingxi Production Brigade, he was still worried.
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