Once Mr. Lin has completely resolved this matter, he won't have to explain much to President Xu.
Instead, they instructed President Xu to appease Comrade Fan Xiaofan's emotions, as such signs had already emerged. They would arrange for suitable comrades to protect Fan Xiaofan as soon as possible, and asked President Xu to arrange their identities and work.
Try not to disturb Comrade Fan Xiaofan's daily life. They will bear the storm behind this and make sure that Comrade Xiaofan can focus on his research.
President Xu also spoke with Fan Xiaofan privately, briefly explaining the situation regarding Zuo Yun and saying that it had been resolved, so Xiaofan shouldn't worry.
Fan Xiaofan said, "With your professional expertise, what do I have to worry about?"
What upset her was, "President Xu, why did you come all the way to my house? Was it to tell me this news, or to steal the soda I had in my fridge? Tell me, tell me!"
They're all bad people!
Before we knew it, it was almost harvest time. The agricultural machinery department had acquired new machines, and thanks to Fan Xiaofan's advance notice, the Xiangyang brigade was happily allocated a spot.
Zhoujia Village in Shuncheng, a neighboring county, was not so lucky; it still relied entirely on the simplest manual labor.
At the textile factory, apart from the necessary work, Director Fang had already been instructed by President Xu not to hinder Fan Xiaofan from doing anything else.
On this day, upon hearing that Xiangyang Brigade had taken the machine back, Fan Xiaofan, who also wanted to test the practicality of the tool, happily rode his bike with Fu Weidong towards Xiangyang Brigade.
The crisp autumn air is relative.
For most people in the village, this is the most exciting season, but also the most tiring. The golden wheat ears sway in the wind across the boundless fields…
At this moment, no one wanted to compose a poem with any sentimentality. What everyone wanted to do was swallow their saliva and calculate how much grain they would get and whether they could have a rare full meal.
At this time, everyone, from the elderly to little kids like Gou Dan, is helping out in the fields.
Li Dafu stood at the edge of the village, holding his broken megaphone and shouting, while Li Daquan drove his upgraded tractor, the rumbling sound almost overwhelming.
Everyone stared in astonishment at the tractor as it drove past, neatly snapping the wheat ears in half, and with the sound of stirring, the wheat grains had completed the threshing and drying process.
You just need to stop at a fixed time, and then someone will come to collect the processed grains. If the sun is good, you can dry them for another day or two, and they will be guaranteed to be crispy.
In the past, the harvest had to be done manually, acre by acre. If the weather turned bad and a heavy rain came, the grain would rot in the fields, and all the hard work of the year would be wasted, which would be heartbreaking.
But now, just looking at that machine, it's like a wild beast that automatically devours people, churning away as it gets the work done, greatly reducing the villagers' workload.
After the tractor passes by, children will happily run to the fields to pick up the fallen wheat ears, roast them over a fire, and gently blow on them—a rare treat.
This year has been a truly blessed year for the Xiangyang Brigade. Whenever they encounter a big task, Xiao Fan somehow comes up with a solution.
This year is nothing compared to the two most tiring times of farming and harvesting...
This year has been incredibly easy for the villagers, but for the educated youth who went to the countryside, they are too exhausted to even speak.
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