Li Dafu strolled in from outside, smoking a cigarette.
Seeing the children making a ruckus in the yard, he ignored them. The village chief's wife noticed him, put down the winnowing basket she was holding, and asked, "When is Xiao Fan coming back? Xiao Dong has been waiting for someone all day."
Li Dafu exhaled a puff of smoke: "I don't know. President Xu took that child away in a hurry, so I don't know what happened."
The village chief's wife sighed.
Fu Weidong, with his short, shuffling legs, stared intently at the doorway upon hearing the village chief's words.
To his surprise, he spotted a figure approaching from afar, and immediately recognized it, cheering as he ran out.
"Sister, sister..."
Fan Xiaofan then saw a ball of fluff rolling down the dirt road.
After talking to Fan Xiaofan, President Xu was overjoyed to learn that she was willing to stay in Qingcheng, as the Zhou family in Shuncheng was no good.
With the conditions set by Factory Director Fang, Xiao Fan can live a comfortable life here. Why should he go over there and have to put up with their attitude?
I just don't know when Xiaofan's parents will come to pick him up.
Xiao Fan didn't care much about these things. Firstly, she didn't want to go to the Zhou family, and secondly, she didn't care whether her parents came to pick her up or not. She just wanted to have the opportunity to do her research.
She came to the village to say goodbye to Li Dafu and the others. She was also proud to buy a piece of cloth and some snacks at the supply and marketing cooperative. If it weren't for the village chief helping her to settle her household registration, she would probably have had a hard time getting by.
When Li Dafu saw what she was carrying, he quickly waved his hand in surprise.
Don't forget that he only helped the kid with a small favor, and the conditions he set were strict—he didn't even ask for snacks, it was just a simple act of kindness. Xiao Fan even helped fix the team's tractor; he should be indebted to the kid…
But Xiao Fan didn't think so. He believed that the kindness of helping someone in need deserved to be repaid with even greater gratitude.
Heaven knows that when she time-traveled, Little Lemon was also unreliable. In that era, without a letter of introduction, a household registration, or various receipts, it was practically impossible to move an inch. Even in the homes of people who could stay for several nights by spending compressed biscuits, she couldn't live in peace and was always living in fear.
When the villagers of Xiangyang Brigade learned that Fan Xiaofan was going to work in a factory in the county town, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
You know, these days, being able to work in a factory, have a secure job, and live like a city dweller is the dream of countless people.
Li Daquan snorted coldly: "Back then, you were all whining and reluctant to part with the little bit of food when you left Xiao Fan behind. Humph, now you don't even need to think about it... They don't need your stingyness."
The villagers are still in a daze. How did they end up in the city? They just can't understand it.
Li Daquan thought the villagers were really ignorant. He was quick-witted and had learned a lot from his cousin, but he didn't know that in this day and age, everyone would be scrambling to hire someone as talented as Xiao Fan...
The villagers were a little embarrassed. They didn't mean any harm, but in these times, they were starving themselves and were carefully calculating how to keep their life-saving food. How could they bear to share it with others?
Now they can only see their own small plot of land. Li Daquan and Li Dafu know that this is no longer the era of relying on manpower. How much effort can those powerful machines save now?
They didn't understand what liberating productive forces meant, but they did know that with tractors, people would have to work less when clearing and cultivating land, and with more land, they could harvest more grain...
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