Chapter 326
Why would Chen Qingyi do such a horrific thing to a bird? "Sister, why don't you go out and take a look? It's so lively outside, everyone is watching the tractor there!"
The door curtain was suddenly lifted and Chen Qingfeng came in from outside.
Bringing in a cool breeze and a few snowflakes.
"No, it's too cold!" Chen Qingyi used the stove hook to dig out the roasted sweet potatoes.
"Hurry up and sweep the snow off your clothes. They're all wet. It's been snowing all night.
It's getting heavier and heavier. I can't even move my legs if I go out. I'm not going to join in the fun.
It’s just a tractor, I’ve seen it before.
By the way, who drove it back?"
Chen Qingfeng took off his dog-skin hat and thick cotton gloves, squatted beside the stove and dug out a roasted sweet potato.
"Brother Jianjun from my uncle's family and the eldest brother from the captain's family said the road is slippery and they don't dare to start."
Ever since the tractors were approved by the higher authorities, the brigade started selecting tractor drivers.
The team leader, Accountant Qian, the old branch secretary, the Zhao family, and several other educated young men signed up.
If this happened in the past, even if Feng Changxi was fair and just, it would be a good thing.
I will definitely leave it to my son.
What makes this time different? Anyone with a discerning eye knows why the tractor was allocated to the pigpen.
Just gave me a written test.
The test was on fifth-grade primary school knowledge, and the team leader's son came in first, and Zhao Jianjun came in second.
The two went to the commune agricultural machinery station to study together.
Zhao Jianjun had taken two packs of cigarettes and a chicken, and found someone to teach him for a few days in advance. He had some basic skills and learned better than the eldest son of the team leader.
The person she was looking for was none other than the man of Sister Li from the state-owned restaurant.
Chen Qingyi set up the connection.
When he was learning, Zhao Jianjun was not stingy and was willing to spend money on cigarettes, alcohol and meat. His master taught him very seriously.
In addition to driving, I also learned the skill of car repair.
A good mechanic can tell what's wrong based on the sound of the car and the smoke it emits.
Zhao Jianjun studies very seriously.
The eldest son of the team leader is also a good person. He is careful and motivated. From now on, the two of them will take turns driving the tractor.
The only one who was not very happy was probably the accountant boss Qian.
He was third by one point.
After eating a roasted sweet potato, Chen Qingyi dug out a roasted potato from the stove.
Maybe it was because she was leaning forward and too close to the stove when she was digging with her head down.
Fubao, who was lying in my arms, was a little angry.
"Xiaoyi, move back a little, don't burn my fur."
Its fur is so beautiful.
Chen Qingyi didn't notice it at first, but as soon as it said it, she started to have bad intentions.
Put down the baked potato, hold Fubao in your hands, and smooth its fur first to let it relax its vigilance.
Then he suddenly pushed it towards the stove.
Fubao's hair was completely blown away, his eyes widened, and he cursed, "You little rubbish, you can't afford to play..."
"Oh, you still dare to resist." With her eyes curved in laughter, Chen Qingyi pushed Fubao closer to the stove.
Fubao: ...
After going back and forth several times, Fubao finally understood that he should play dead and lie down.
Chen Qingyi was satisfied.
While she was eating baked potatoes, Fubao suddenly spread his wings, kicked his feet hard, and flew to the highest point in the house.
He started talking again, "Chen Qingyi, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you look pretty good.
I didn't expect you to do such a cruel thing.
You, woman, are not a good person. I will publicize you in the brigade.
Shocking! Why would Chen Qingyi from the Big Pigpen do such a horrific thing to a bird?
Shocking! Chen Qingyi appears beautiful, generous, and intelligent, but in reality, she is ruthless and actually killed a bird.
The whole process of a bird being persecuted..."
Chen Qingyi: “……!!”
Chen Qingfeng: “……!!”
It's really amazing to be able to speak.
Looking at the two frightened people, Fubao raised his head proudly and said, "Open the door curtain for me. I want to go out and watch the fun."
It wants to go to Damei to complain.
Chen Qingyi pursed her lips, stood up and opened the door curtain for it. Fubao snorted coldly and flew away.
The two looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
Not long after, Fubao came back standing proudly on Zhao Xiangmei's shoulders.
Zhao Xiangmei symbolically criticized Chen Qingyi a few words, and Fubao became even more proud and started singing.
Oh no, I really want to plug my ears.
"What's going on? Why is Fubao so happy?" Aunt Chunmiao lifted the curtain and came in.
He was carrying a basket filled with stuff for pasting matchboxes.
As soon as winter comes, Chen Qingyi's house is always crowded with people, many of whom come to visit. Her house is warm and interesting.
Zhao Xiangmei let him sit on the kang and replied with a smile, "It's Xiaoyi again, Fubao made her fur explode.
Let me say a few words, you will be seventeen next New Year, and you still haven’t grown up."
"In the blink of an eye, you are already a grown-up girl. I still remember that you were like a round dumpling when you were born, so white and tender.
Now this guy is about 1.7 meters tall, right?"
"Yes, I told you not to grow any longer." Zhao Xiangmei also took out the tools for pasting matchboxes, "The legs haven't grown any longer.
Thirty-six yards."
Zhao Xiangmei always felt that girls who were too tall would have difficulty finding a partner.
The man, who was only 1.8 meters tall, looked short in front of Chen Qingyi.
Sitting on the kang with Aunt Chunmiao, doing work with their hands, the two of them started chatting about family matters.
Chen Qingyi loved listening to this, and she would lie on the warm kang and listen, occasionally adding a comment.
Aunt Chunmiao looked at the fair and tender person and chuckled, "Xiaoyi doesn't like to paste matchboxes?"
"Ouch, stop it, it's like you have nails on your butt."
Zhao Xiangmei slandered her own daughter.
Chen Qingyi bared her teeth and said, "I'm impatient and I'm annoyed by such detailed work."
She had never done anything like cross-stitch or knitting scarves in her life.
A few days ago, I went to the commune and bought two woolen scarves, one for her and one for Chu Xun, both black.
She also bought some red wool and asked Chu Xun to knit a scarf for her.
Making matchboxes was more tedious than knitting a scarf. At the beginning, she spent a long time making them and felt so annoyed that she felt like she was going to be caught.
I just want to grab my hair, look at my hands full of paste, sigh and put it down, with a look of despair on my face.
Her butt seemed to have nails on it and she always wanted to run away. Zhao Xiangmei was annoyed by this and stopped using her.
In other families, men, women, young and old all work together with a clear division of labor, but in her family, Zhao Xiangmei does it alone.
There were also many people in the brigade who talked behind Zhao Xiangmei's back and said strange things, saying that she spoiled her children.
In the hot winter, you can sit on the warm kang, with water when you are thirsty, food when you are hungry, and lie down on the kang when you are tired.
It can neither be blown by the wind nor wet by the rain.
Such an easy job, yet you still find it annoying! !
Where is justice?
No one understood, even Old Mrs. Zhao and my aunt.
Isn’t this much better than going to the ground?
Eight or nine yuan a month, and if you work well, you can sometimes earn fourteen or fifteen!
Workers only earn about 30 yuan a month, which is the best it can be. It's not easy to earn money.
But Chen Qingyi and Chen Qingfeng refused to do it!
Zhao Xiangmei is not working very actively.
Everyone was shocked, only Mrs. Chen and Mr. Chen said they didn't want to do it either.
But they have to do it to make money.
Chen Qingyi and the others are not short of money, so if they don’t want to do it, then don’t do it. Old Mrs. Chen looked envious when she said this.
The old couple are not hardworking people.
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