Chapter 211: One for Everyone
Lei Dashui did not answer Su Nanzhi's question.
He remained silent on the way back. As soon as Su Nanzhi showed signs of speaking, Lei Dashui would lower his head and pretend to be asleep.
Later, I don’t know if it was because he was too engrossed in pretending, but in the back bucket of the tractor that was shaking like a sieve, Lei Dashui snored all day long.
When the tractor returned to Lingshui Village and stopped, Lei Dashui still hadn't woken up. Finally, it was Su Nanzhi who woke him up.
However, after seeing Lei Dashui's eyes turned red due to lack of sleep, Su Nanzhi didn't say what she wanted to tease him about pretending to be asleep.
Lei Dashui rubbed his eyes, looked at the tractor, waved to the two of them, and was about to walk towards the end of the field.
It took three or four hours to send Yingdi and her daughter to the town to see a doctor. At this time, everyone was busy plowing the fields.
"Grandpa Lei, please eat something before going to the fields."
Seeing Lei Dashui's anxious look, Su Nanzhi immediately spoke out to dissuade him.
Lei Dashui waved his hand and said, "No, we have to rush to plow the fields these days and have no time to rest."
After saying that, he walked towards the ridge of the field without waiting for Su Nanzhi's reaction.
This time, Su Nanzhi did not persuade Lei Dashui, nor did she ask Lei Dashui why he did not buy a tractor.
Although she was anxious to sell the tractor, it would be unprofitable if she failed miserably. She still had more than half a month left, which was enough for her to achieve her goal.
Bai Zhenfei felt a little anxious when he saw Lei Dashui leaving.
"Sister Su, shouldn't we continue to persuade Village Chief Lei?"
In his opinion, now is a good time to promote to Lei Dashui. After all, the scene of Kong Xiaoniu mocking Lingshui Village for not having tractors is still vivid in his mind. If they promote to Lei Dashui next to him at this time, wouldn't that be a natural thing to do?
Su Nanzhi shook her head and turned to walk towards Aunt Lei's house.
"Zhenfei, I remember there's some chicken soup left that Comrade Gu cooked."
"It seems so. Sister Su, are you hungry?"
“I’m not hungry, but my clients certainly are.”
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More than half an hour later.
Su Nanzhi and Bai Zhenfei came to the field with a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
The sun was at its brightest at this moment, and everyone's faces were flushed and sweating profusely. Although their movements were slower than in the morning, no one stopped.
Lei Dashui was also among them. Su Nanzhi saw him rubbing his stomach from time to time, and his face looked a little pale.
"Everyone take a break."
After Lei Dashui said this to his fellow villagers, he lowered his head and continued with his work.
His eldest son whispered something to him, and then Lei Dashui said something in a serious expression. Lei Dashui's son shook his head in frustration and lowered his head to work like Lei Dashui.
Although Su Nanzhi was a little far away and couldn't hear clearly what the two people said, she could vaguely guess something from their lip movements.
She carried the chicken noodle soup and walked towards the ridge where Lei Dashui was.
Although they walked all the way, the weather was hot and the chicken soup noodles were still warm. As Su Nanzhi walked all the way, the aroma of the chicken soup wafted above the ridges of the fields. The villagers who were resting under the shade of the trees were tempted and looked at Su Nanzhi in unison.
There were many children following behind Su Nanzhi.
Lei Dashui also noticed Su Nanzhi walking towards him, and he frowned with a look of vigilance on his face.
"Grandpa Lei, you haven't had lunch yet. Have some noodles to fill your stomach." Su Nanzhi seemed to not understand his expression and remained calm. "Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about our Lingshui Village. You can't fall down at such an important moment."
Seeing this, Lei Dashui's eldest son immediately tried to persuade him.
"Dad, please eat, otherwise your stomach will hurt again."
Lei Dashui glared at his eldest son angrily and said to Su Nanzhi, "Comrade Su, let me be honest with you. Even if you try to please me, I still can't afford a tractor."
Su Nanzhi was just about to ask the reason.
Some villagers nearby came over.
"Comrade Su, please take Yingdi to the hospital. How is Yingdi?"
"Do you work at the agricultural machinery station?"
"Why are you driving a tractor to visit relatives?"
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Because Aunt Lei did not come to work, Lei Dashui was very dignified. After seeing Su Nanzhi, the villagers finally found someone who could answer their questions.
More than a dozen people surrounded Su Nanzhi, talking to each other.
Su Nanzhi was not annoyed and replied to each question in a very polite and reserved manner.
While replying, he did not forget to give the chicken noodle soup to Lei Dashui.
"Grandpa Lei, just eat it. Otherwise, it will clump up and taste bad, and then I will have to pour it out to the chickens and ducks."
Hearing Su Nanzhi's words, Lei Dashui immediately blew his nose and glared, saying, "You dare."
He was a farmer and hated food waste the most. Besides, this bowl of noodles looked very oily. Some people could not eat a bowl of noodles like this in the whole year.
Finally, Lei Dashui ate half of it at the urging of the villagers, and gave the remaining half to the children who were watching eagerly nearby.
After finishing the noodles, Lei Dashui said thank you to Su Nanzhi dryly, then got up and went downstairs again.
The villagers, whose curiosity was satisfied by Su Nanzhi, started working without Lei Dashui's urging.
"Sister Su, it's too tiring. Being a farmer is too tiring."
Zhu Changsheng was lying on the ground, his whole body soaked with sweat, and he spoke weakly to Su Nanzhi.
After Su Nanzhi and others sent Yingdi and her daughter to the town clinic, he successfully infiltrated the villagers.
Not only does chatting provide emotional value, but people also take action to join the rush to farm.
However, Zhu Changsheng had not been used to doing farm work since he was a child. He rested for a long time before he regained his energy.
Su Nanzhi didn't expect Zhu Changsheng to be able to hold on for so long. Looking at his sunburned face, she immediately gave him a thumbs up to show her affirmation.
Zhu Changsheng's face lit up with joy, but soon the smile turned bitter.
"Sister Su, my grandfather used to say I'd never suffered, and I scoffed at him. But today, I just worked in the fields for a few hours and I can't even straighten my back."
"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I've thought about giving up several times, but I feel embarrassed when I see some kids who are not even as tall as my shoulders working."
When Zhu Changsheng said this, he showed a determined expression.
"So I want everyone to have a tractor."
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