Chapter 111 Arrangement
Shen Qingqian took Shen Zhe and Shen Qin to the back of the team. She looked forward and found that the team was not moving at all.
She was just wondering when she saw a commotion in front of her, and then she heard the old lady from the Chen family crying for help.
"Sir, we in the Chen family are too weak to carry anything. You can't let them do hard labor! Please, be kind and arrange some separate jobs for them."
All the men in the Chen family were assigned to do hard labor.
The person in charge of arranging the errands said impatiently, "Have you, old lady, lived a peaceful life for too long? You are exiled, you know what I mean? How can an exiled person ask for a task? I'm afraid you don't even know how to spell the word 'exile'!"
After saying that, regardless of how miserable Old Lady Chen was crying, he quickly wrote a few lines on a bamboo board, threw it at her, and let the next person come forward.
Chen Er hated to see women crying, so he took two quick steps to help the old lady up. "If you want to do hard labor, then do it. Our family members all have hands and feet. Except for you, we are all young and strong. Why are you so old?"
Old Mrs. Chen cried so hard that she even hiccupped. "What do you know? This is hard labor. You do it for one day, and you can't get out of it anymore!"
No one rescued the Chen family. If they had been forced to do hard labor from the beginning, the whole family would have never seen the light of day again.
"It's as if we can get away with it by not doing the hard labor." Chen Er muttered.
Old Mrs. Chen was stunned by what he said, and then she was like a deflated ball, her whole body wilted. "Just accept your fate, I don't know how many more days my old bones can last."
Chen Er helped her to the back and looked back. He saw that most of the people in their team were assigned to do hard labor in the iron mine in Linshuigou. He didn't feel any excitement.
Everyone knows that exile cannot be easy. There is no easy job that can provide a living. It is good enough if you are not beaten or scolded.
When it was the Shen family's turn, Sheng Ze suddenly walked up to Shen Xiao and whispered a few words.
"How can this not be possible!" Shen Xiao waved his hands repeatedly and refused in a low voice.
Sheng Ze pulled his arm and said, "Brother Shen, listen to me. Your family has many women, and you can't let all the men go to the mines to do hard labor. Listen to me, if you can spare one, then spare one. This way, even if something happens at home, there will be someone to help."
When he mentioned the Shen family, Shen Xiao hesitated.
Just now, Sheng Ze asked him to admit the matter of the propeller fan, so that he could be assigned to the military equipment inspection department of the Hubei North Army, and then he could slowly make plans.
“Brother Shen, don’t hesitate, take this picture, I will testify for you.” Sheng Ze stuffed the picture he drew on the wild sheepskin into Shen Xiao’s hand.
Shen Xiao clutched the wild sheepskin in his hand and looked in the direction of Shen Qingqian.
He knew that the picture was drawn by Shen Qingqian, but she was a woman. No matter what the considerations were, the credit could not be attributed to Shen Qingqian at this time.
But it would be a pity to give up this opportunity.
Li Laosan and Lao Lu came over from behind. Lao Lu suddenly stopped beside Shen Qingqian and asked, "By the way, you said earlier that someone added a small object to the raft when you crossed the river. Who was it?"
When Shen Qingqian heard this question, she subconsciously looked at Sheng Ze in front of her.
Li Laosan was delighted when he heard this and pointed at Shengze and said, "Master Lu, it's him, Cheng San."
Sheng Ze was a martial artist with sharp hearing, so he naturally heard what was said. He came over and bowed to Old Lu, then said, "I am just offering you something useful. The real talent lies with someone else."
After saying that, he looked towards Shen Xiao.
Chen Xiao had already made up his mind at this point, and without hesitation, he walked up to Old Lu and gave him a scholarly salute. "I only drew a rough sketch, but it was the Cheng brothers who did the hard work."
Old Lu said "Oh", nodded to them, and without saying anything more, walked forward again.
Shen Qingqian's heart was lifted up. Was there any benefit in asking these questions just now?
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