After breakfast, I went to the entrance of the agricultural machinery station to wait for the tractor. It was just after seven o'clock when we set off. The agricultural machinery station is different from other factories. Most people who work here have to get to work before seven o'clock, because farmers usually go to the fields to earn work points at five or six o'clock, and even earlier during the busy farming season. There are also people on duty every night to prevent special situations.
The stationmaster here, Wu Junrong, was newly transferred here in recent years. He didn't know Mr. Cheng and the others, but the county had told him a few days ago that teachers from the capital would be coming to Yaocong Mountain. When he heard the guard say that the people had arrived, he cooperated and dispatched three tractors.
Shen An Ning looked at the middle-aged man who walked out of the door. He looked to be in his forties. Perhaps because the agricultural machinery station was very profitable, he gave people the impression that he had no shortage of oil and food. When he walked, his stomach was bouncing, as if there was a bouncy ball stuffed in his clothes.
He walked directly to Mr. Cheng and extended his hand. "You must be Mr. Cheng, right? I've heard of your great name a long time ago. It's such an honor to meet you today. I've already given the order, and three tractors will be out right away."
Mr. Cheng also knew the ways of the world. He shook hands naturally and replied, "Hello, Stationmaster Wu. I'm sorry to trouble you."
"How can you say that?" Although there were many people around, Wu Junrong knew that the opportunity would not come again. Shen Anning stood behind his master and heard him say in a low voice: "Mr. Cheng, I would like to trouble you to take my pulse. I can't sleep at night. When I sleep, my wife says that my snoring is always intermittent. This really worries me. The whole family depends on me. Please, sir, take a look at me."
Shen An Ning almost couldn't help laughing after hearing this. He ate so well, his face was glowing, and his belly was so big. It would be strange if he could sleep well at night!
Looking at the master's profile, Ana Shen could feel the old man's speechlessness.
"Stationmaster Wu, you are so lucky. Looking at your face, you have a slightly red complexion, puffy cheeks, dilated blood vessels, and your skin lacks luster. First, you should pay attention to your diet. Eat less oil and salt, more vegetables and whole grains, and avoid fatty meats. Lose weight first, and your sleep quality will improve significantly."
Old Cheng didn't say this behind anyone's back. After hearing this, the people around him covered their mouths to try not to laugh out loud. Fang Yuan buried her face directly in Shen An Ning's back, and she could feel the heat and the moving flesh.
Stationmaster Wu was also very embarrassed by what he said. He laughed awkwardly and said, "Thank you. Well, I will pay more attention next time. Thank you for your hard work. The tractor will be out soon. I won't bother you here anymore. I wish Mr. Cheng a safe trip."
Although everyone's life has been a little better in recent years, if you want to have enough to eat every day, you have to be from a fairly well-off family. A small webmaster can eat so much that he has a big belly and a fat waist. I wonder how many dirty things he does are not exposed.
Not long after Stationmaster Wu went in, three tractors arrived at the door. No one delayed, as it would take another two or three hours to get from the county town to the village.
Cheng Lao took Shen An Ning and the others in the first car. The road now was not as wide as in the future, and could not accommodate two cars traveling together. Not long after they drove out, they saw heads sticking out of the two cars behind them and vomiting...
Fang Yuan watched as she trembled several times, and thankfully held Shen Anning's hand, "Little Sister, it's a good thing I listened to you just now, otherwise I would probably be in the same state." It might even be worse.
The brothers and sisters in the truck were amused by what they heard. They had been through this for a long time. Twenty years ago, there were no tractors. They could only ride in ox carts when they were lucky from the county to the village. You know, ox carts usually don't carry people. The things they carry are so mixed, and there is a smell of excrement. They couldn't stand it the first time, but habit is a terrible thing. Now they can even stuff a few snacks into their mouths while watching the jokes of the younger generation.
Sun Zimu was fine at first, but the dirt road to the countryside was too bumpy, and his face became uglier and uglier. Shen An Ning looked at him and was about to ask what was going on when she saw a 1.75-meter-tall guy suddenly stand up and lie on the side of the truck with a bang!
Hahahahahaha, a burst of laughter.
Fifth brother Sun Qixing looked at his son's useless appearance and turned his face away silently. He couldn't bear to watch it. He actually brought shame to his father.
The third senior sister also looked at her son several times, which made Guo Haochen feel helpless. "Mom, don't worry, I haven't eaten yet. The buns are still in my arms." He wanted to remind his good brother Sun Zimu just now, but this guy was too fast. Before he could say anything, he had already eaten one and a half buns. What's the point of reminding him? There is no difference between one and a half and two.
After Sun Zimu finished vomiting, he sat down. Guo Haochen handed him a piece of paper and said, "Are you okay, brother?"
"Well, Hao Xiang, who's doing the bench press, is not wet and hates to wake up, Yue."
Guo Haochen immediately stood up with his brother and turned his face back inside. Oh my god, this is simply unbearable to watch. Don't look at it if it's indecent! He obviously didn't eat anything, but when he heard the vomiting sound and looked at the ground... He obviously had nothing in his stomach, but he couldn't control his physiological reaction and wanted to vomit acid. This feeling was really intoxicating!
Finally, he vomited out all the food in his stomach, and Sun Zimu came back to life while sitting in the truck bed.
Guo Haochen held his hand and said, "No, I was wondering how much did you eat? It was just two buns, wasn't it?"
"The buns were too dry after I finished eating them, so I ate half a bowl of tofu pudding." Sun Zimu really regretted it. He wanted to drink some water after eating the buns in the morning, but a classmate from the Medical University asked him if he wanted to share a bowl of tofu pudding. He had never eaten spicy tofu pudding before, so he was so curious that he couldn't resist the temptation!
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