All the eyes that looked back after passing the two of them, and all the eyes that came towards them, were gazing them up and down.
Of course, most of the anger fell on Yan Mingli, and the jealousy almost distorted his facial features.
What kind of object is this! They want it too!
Look at this long-sleeved, pointed-collar, fine-checked shirt, these navy blue overalls with a big pocket on the chest, and those long rubber waders. Who would be dressed so well while harvesting rice?
Yan Mingli didn't mind being stared at by everyone unscrupulously, but when some people started to glance at the little girl, he became concerned!
Look at how greedy they are, their eyes are almost popping out and they are almost bleeding from the nose.
Thinking of the nosebleed, he couldn't help but look down at the little girl. Wasn't it because she looked at him that night that her nose bled?
"What are you looking at!" Mo Yutong looked up at him, feeling a little embarrassed. The brave young man made her heart beat like a drum.
"You look good." Yan Mingli smiled softly, his eyes dancing with light, and a seductive smile on the corner of his lips.
"Not as pretty as you." Mo Yutong blushed and quickly walked towards Nie Hongshan.
Standing there were Wei Zhengmao and Zeng Heping.
Yan Mingli stopped and did not move forward with her. She was the scorer now, and some distinctions still needed to be made clearly.
"Uncle Wei, Brother Zeng, Captain Nie." Mo Yutong greeted them warmly.
"Mo Zhiqing, the clothes are nice. You must have bought them at the county department store!" Wei Zhengmao nodded with a smile.
"Uncle Wei! Yes!"
"Mo Zhiqing, this is the work points book. Record it every day and summarize it every few days." Zeng Heping couldn't wait to hand her the work points book and pen.
"Brother Zeng, okay!" Mo Yutong took it immediately without any pretense.
"It's only a few minutes until eight o'clock. Let's go over there and divide the work." Nie Hongshan tapped his pipe next to his shoe sole and said to Mo Yutong.
"Okay." Mo Yutong waved goodbye to Wei Zhengmao and the others, then followed Nie Hongshan to the position of Team 3.
As soon as he stood still, Nie Hongshan raised his voice and shouted to the gathered members: "Members of the Third Production Team,
Comrade Nie Xiaoyu can no longer serve the members due to health reasons and can no longer shine and contribute as a scorekeeper.
Nie Hongshan paused for a few seconds, waiting for applause, but received no enthusiastic applause. He cleared his throat and said awkwardly, "After careful discussion and a show of hands at the brigade headquarters meeting, everyone agreed that Mo Yutong, an educated youth, would be the scorekeeper for the third production team."
Nie Hongshan didn't need to wait. As Yang Feng, Xiong Yuan and others started to applaud, thunderous applause broke out in the threshing ground, and even members of other teams followed suit.
Not to mention Liao Qingyun, Ma Xinguo, and Lian Haiguang. As for Tian Xiaomei, she was furious. Why? Why?
"I responded to the great call of Comrade Chairman and took the initiative to apply to go to the countryside and humbly accept re-education from the poor and lower-middle peasants."
"In the days ahead, I will continue to follow the path of integrating myself with the workers and peasants, contribute to the construction of a new socialist countryside, and strive to train myself to become a successor to the proletariat..."
The passionate and lofty speech naturally drew even more thunderous applause.
"Amazing! It's only been a few days and you've already become a scorekeeper." Liao Qingyun clapped his hands and sighed.
"Why should she be the scorekeeper? I don't accept it!" A discordant voice sounded. It was Tian Xiaomei who stood with the old Li family.
"If you don't agree, just keep it to yourself!" Xiong Yuan jumped out immediately and stared at Tian Xiaomei with a cold brow.
"Er Laizi, what's your business!" Li Jianxing, who accidentally ran into Xiong Yuan coming out of Yan's house last night, looked at him with suspicion.
"Li Laosan, you're so angry because you didn't touch my butt enough or got the eggs!" Xiong Yuan glared at him with disdain.
Oh my god... Yang Dahe and his wife are still here! He really doesn't give anyone face when he says this.
"You idiot, you uneducated bastard..." Before Li Jianxing could finish his words, a fist suddenly came at him.
"Besides, I'll beat you so hard that you won't dare to call me mother anymore." Xiong Yuan rushed towards Li Jianxing in a bad temper, and glared at Tian Xiaomei viciously.
Tian Xiaomei was so frightened that she just said one sentence and wanted to shrink towards Ma Xinguo like a quail.
Her new brother has ignored her for several days. Has he been seduced by a vixen?
She has to find a way to be with Xinguoge forever.
Unfortunately, Ma Xinguo had already noticed her intention and immediately took a few steps forward, exposing himself to everyone's sight.
Sure enough, Tian Xiaomei stopped and looked at Ma Xinguo with resentment, looking pitiful.
"What are you doing? Are you going to get your work or not?" Nie Hongshan got angry, and the members lined up again.
There were also those who followed the crowd unwillingly.
Soon the members went to the warehouse to get the tools, which were cutting knives with rows of thin spikes like saw teeth on the blade.
"Thank you for what you did just now!" Yan Mingli strode towards the rice field, with Xiong Yuan holding a cutting knife beside him.
"In their eyes, I'm just a scoundrel. It would be strange if I didn't fight!" He is just that kind of person and doesn't care about the looks of those people.
"Let's go! After the rice is harvested, we'll go up the mountain again."
"Great!" Xiong Yuan was really happy that he could gain a lot from just one trip up the mountain!
Soon a group of people walked into the fields. The fields were full of golden rice waves swaying in the wind, and the heavy rice ears were surging with golden hope.
Groups of twenty people began the busy and spectacular rice harvesting.
Grab a clump of rice with your left hand and cut it with a cutting knife with your right hand. Some smart ones grab two clumps of rice with their left hand and dance with the cutting knife, making a swish sound. It's really amazing!
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