A piece of life and death certificate brought Dongshui Village back to life.
Not only in Dongshui Village, but also in other villages in this town, there are people leading this matter.
The food they had stored was not enough to keep the entire town from famine.
But every time when others are extremely hungry, selling them some food can prevent them from starving to death.
Now the villagers have been mobilized to sign life and death agreements to divide the land among households, alleviating the subsequent food pressure.
Therefore, it is very likely that the people in the entire town will survive this famine safely.
This is the best approach that Yang Bin has discussed with the mayor and others.
evening.
Song Ruan held Yang Bin's hand and walked on the path.
"Yang Bin, how come you are so smart, so wise, and so powerful that you can even accomplish something like distributing land to each household!"
Song Ruan walked briskly, and compliments came out of her like they were free.
The evening breeze is slightly cool, which blows away the heat and makes my heart feel itchy and comfortable.
A smile flashed in Yang Bin's deep eyes: "I don't deserve it. It's all thanks to Xiaoruan who came up with the idea of dividing the land among households."
Song Ruan pursed her lips, suppressed the corners of her lips that rose involuntarily, and said coquettishly.
"Well, I just mentioned it. I can't do it if you ask me to do it, Comrade Yang Bin, please don't be so modest."
"Okay, I'm not being modest. Then may I ask Comrade Song Ruan, what reward do I have?"
"Tsk tsk tsk." The little girl in front of him clicked her tongue a few times, her eyes sparkling with a sly smile.
"I came here for fame. Comrade Yang Bin, how can you always think about rewards?"
Song Ruan shook his head and recited poems fluently. His shaking head made him look like a stern old scholar in ancient times, but his lively expression was full of mockery.
Yang Bin chuckled, "You memorized the book very well. It seems that you have been obsessed with studying recently and ignored me. But you have made some progress."
The man spoke in a resentful tone, and emphasized the word "ignore".
Song Ruan sighed and said solemnly, "Alas, you have been good at studying since you were young, so you naturally don't understand how I am unable to stop from a brain that burns everything I read to a god of learning who can remember everything he sees."
Yang Bin smiled slightly and said, "In that case, do the college entrance examination paper tomorrow to check your learning results."
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Song Ruan's eyes widened and she protested, "How long have I studied? The college entrance examination tests three years of high school knowledge!"
Yang Bin's smile deepened: "If that's the case, then you should also know that this can't be rushed. You've been at home reading books all day, forgetting to balance work and rest?"
Song Ruan knew she was in the wrong, but she didn't want to be criticized, so she argued, "You don't understand this, your partner is devoted to learning, using vast knowledge to soothe his soul!"
Yang Bin stopped, sighed, and said in a very light voice: "Then, how can I comfort my longing?"
So, what can I use to soothe my longing for you?
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Ruan found that the light in front of her dimmed and her lips were covered with a wet and hot touch.
Open at the touch of a button.
Before she could react, he removed his lips.
"What's wrong?" Song Ruan was a little confused.
Why didn't he continue? This is totally not his style...
The tempting question, with a hint of unconscious naivety, almost made Yang Bin lose control of himself.
His breathing became heavier, and after a long while he finally spoke: "We're at your house."
The voice was very hoarse. Song Ruan looked up at him and saw the heat and depression in his eyes.
She panicked: "Uh...then I'll go home."
She turned around, her steps a little unsteady, but before she took a few steps, her wrist was grasped by a big hand.
"Your birthday is in three months, right?"
A magnetic voice came from behind.
Song Ruan turned around and nodded blankly: "Yeah."
"… Then three months later, we got the certificate."
"Get the certificate?"
"Yeah." Yang Bin stroked her fingers. Thinking that there would be another three months, he felt an inexplicable sense of depression in his heart.
"Marriage certificate?" Song Ruan asked again.
Yang Bin raised the corners of his long and narrow eyes lazily, obviously thinking that the question she asked was invalid.
Song Ruan muttered softly: "But the birthday on my ID card is according to the lunar calendar."
Birthday according to the lunar calendar? What's wrong with birthday according to the lunar calendar? Yang Bin didn't react.
Song Ruan said coquettishly, "In a little over a month, I will be old enough to get a marriage certificate according to my ID card."
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