Jiang Yan was slightly surprised, "Captain, how can I work without farm tools?" Pulling weeds with hands? That would require a lot of gloves.
Dong Shuang thought about it and understood. He approached her and whispered, "Don't worry, there's something good going on."
Bao Zhiguo only said, "We only have one scorekeeper in our Victory Brigade. If he has something to do or takes sick leave, there is no one to fill in. Xiao Jiang, didn't Director Dai just say that you are a hero for bravely saving two families? We can't treat heroes unfairly in our Victory Brigade."
"You are a high school graduate and can read and write. Isn't it easy for you to be a scorekeeper?"
The scorekeepers didn't have to do farm work! Every day they walked around with a small notebook, supervising the work of the members and educated youth.
Jiang Yan's eyes lit up. There was such a good thing.
"Okay, thank you, Captain."
"Why thank you? This is all the result of your own hard work. You can meet Wu Qingfeng later and ask him to explain the rules here to you."
"good."
Dong Shuang was also happy for her. He winked at Jiang Yan, took the tools and went to work with Wang Shuyu and the others.
When the members who received the farm tools heard this, they all showed envious expressions. This was an easy job. They didn't have to do farm work or suffer hardship, but they got about the same work points as them.
Although they were envious, most of the simple members had no other ideas. After all, Jiang Yan was educated and had earned a banner for the team. Even the leaders of the commune praised her. It was no big deal to let her do some leisurely work.
Most of them have little education, so it would not be their turn if Jiang Yan didn't do this job.
A few members were jealous and wanted to ask why, but they did not dare to act rashly in front of Bao Zhiguo and could only be jealous in secret.
Bao Zhiguo is the production team leader, and it is not easy for him to arrange an extra scorer.
The educated youths were also open-minded. After all, Jiang Yan had saved someone, which was considered to have earned face for the commune. Director Dai also personally instructed the production team to take better care of him, which was a legitimate thing to do.
The one who was most unwilling was Song Jiaren.
Jiang Yan is a high school student, isn’t he?
He can also read and write!
As for saving people, Jiang Yan was lucky to be there. If he were to encounter such a situation, he would definitely be able to save the person.
He was unwilling to accept this and felt that the scorekeeper job should be his. If Jiang Yan was sensible, he should take the initiative to give him this job.
In front of Bao Zhiguo, Song Jiaren said nothing. He turned around and blocked Jiang Yan on her way to work.
"Mr. Song, what do you mean?" Jiang Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold. "I made it very clear yesterday."
Song Jiaren looked at Jiang Yan seriously, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, "Jiang Yan, you disappoint me so much, how could you do this?"
Jiang Yan's eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost.
Is this person stupid or sick? He is saying something incomprehensible.
“Get lost!”
Song Jiaren looked distressed, "Jiang Yan, can you please listen to what I have to say?"
There was a distance of two or three meters between the two of them, but the hypocritical corners of Song Jiaren's mouth were magnified several times, and were reflected in Jiang Yan's eyes very clearly.
She didn't move, but wanted to hear what Song Jiaren had to say!
"Jiang Yan, I really do this for your own good. The job of scorekeeper is really not suitable for you!"
How could there be such a shameless person in the world? After all this fuss, Song Jiaren was attracted by her job.
"Mr. Song, I underestimated you. You are not shameless, you have no face at all!" Jiang Yan was almost angry at him, "How can you say such a thing? I am not suitable, but are you?"
"I'm suitable." Song Jiaren said, "You didn't work before, so you don't know the scorer's situation. I don't blame you. The scorer of our production team is Wu Qingfeng, a disabled veteran. He is ruthless and very cruel. If you work with him, you will be scared to tears by his cruel face. He is blind in one eye and his face is disfigured. He looks particularly disgusting..."
Jiang Yan was furious. After hearing this, she could no longer bear it. She walked up to Song Jiaren and slapped him in the face.
A crisp slap was heard, and Song Jiaren's head was knocked off balance. His face quickly swelled up, and his back teeth became loose.
Song Jiaren looked at Jiang Yan in disbelief and shouted, "Are you crazy?"
"You are crazy, Song Jiaren. I used to think you were a psychopath, self-righteous and inexplicable. Now I know that you are fucking sick. Who do you think is disgusting?"
"I'm not talking about you!" Song Jiaren said confidently, "I'm talking about that Wu Qingfeng. It must be very uncomfortable for you to work with such a person. Let me be the scorekeeper, and I will do it for you..."
Jiang Yan raised her hand and slapped him again. The other side of Song Jiaren's face was also swollen, leaving a clear slap mark on it.
"Scorer Wu is a disabled soldier. He shed blood and sacrificed for this country. He was injured to protect ordinary people like us. He is a hero. Why do you say he is disgusting? You are disgusting."
Jiang Yan looked down upon ungrateful people like Song Jiaren. "The two slaps I gave you today were light. Stay away from me. If you dare to come close to me again, I will kill you."
Song Jiaren had never seen this side of Jiang Yan before, and was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.
Jiang Yan glared at him fiercely before catching up with the Gongda group and going to the fields to learn how to score the members.
Song Jiaren's face was so swollen that he was too embarrassed to go to work, so he wanted to ask the team leader for leave. As a result, Bao Zhiguo was working in the fields with the other members.
He really didn't want to go to the fields with such a swollen face, so he took the farm tools and went back to the educated youth site.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Song Jiaren lay on the kang, his eyes fixed on the rafters of the roof, his face burning with pain.
Jiang Yan seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, not as easy to control as before. In the past, after I had a long lecture, even if Jiang Yan was reluctant, she would not dare to say anything else, and she would definitely get the job of scorekeeper.
Now she not only speaks with confidence, but also dares to hit people.
Song Jiaren suddenly sat up from the kang. He couldn't just let it go like this. He had to think it over carefully.
In less than half a day, Jiang Yan mastered the scoring method and began her work as a scorer in an orderly manner.
Not to mention, the weather was hot and the sun was strong. She felt very hot just walking around in the fields, not to mention the other members who were squatting in the fields weeding and spraying pesticides.
Someone was carrying water to the fields, shouting, "Water is coming!"
Everyone put down their work and came over to drink some water to cool down.
Jiang Yan's throat was about to smoke, but she brought a kettle filled with the spiritual spring water from the space. She took a sip and it was so delicious that the heat in her body was reduced.
Just when I was enjoying the view, I suddenly heard someone yelling, "Hurry up, someone is here, the rich guy is drinking pesticide."
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