Now when Zhou Yian talks about it, he speaks to the old lady's heart. She doesn't complain, can see the good of the countryside, and can enjoy such an environment. Her adaptability is quite good.
So from the beginning when it was just the aunties chatting, it became almost Zhou Yian's turn to tell people these stories and manuscripts. The aunties all enjoyed listening and could even work while listening, both current and old manuscripts.
But in order to avoid touching on some verbal issues, Zhou Yian still considered saying some positive things, such as not being afraid to talk about things about many soldiers.
Zhou Yian wasn't exaggerating. When she told stories about the hardships of soldiers, she could see several ladies secretly wiping away tears.
It seems that she feels quite accomplished, as she can make people cry with her emotional voice.
Then after crying, she was afraid that her depressed mood would affect her cooking, so she told a few jokes to lighten other people's mood.
This behavior made the old lady laugh and cry. She tapped her forehead with her finger and said, "You little girl."
He is a bit mischievous.
It was just a harmless remark, but Zhou Yian laughed when she heard it. She did it on purpose, but this little thought was nothing. She just said it to make people laugh.
Because of these stories, the atmosphere among everyone has become much better.
Then the meal was ready and it was our turn to eat. The dishes were all home-cooked. Everyone was tired from the work and ate a lot.
Zhou Yian tried to find Song Songbai among the crowd. It was easier to find him because he was tall, but Zhou Yian couldn't help laughing when he saw that he looked a little dusty. How could he become so dirty?
Song Songbai had no choice. There was a lot of dust in the air at that time. Even if Song Songbai was careful, he would inevitably get contaminated.
Zhou Yian rarely carries a handkerchief with him, so Song Songbai took out his own handkerchief to wipe his face and hands. At least his face and hands were clean.
"What kind of work did you find?" Song Songbai asked Zhou Yian, who looked relaxed.
"I found the big group in the cafeteria." Zhou Yian told the story.
"Then you are lucky." Song Songbai saw some young female comrades working on the construction site nearby, and he was worried that An An would have to do the heavy work.
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