Chuanshu became the aunt in the period essay

Chapter 21
After hearing her say that, they couldn't say anything more.

It didn't take long for other people to arrive slowly. The labor force of the whole village plus the educated youth who came during this period made a huge crowd.

Captain Zhao Jianting came over with a notebook, and the big guys were lined up in an orderly manner from short to tall.

On the educated youth's side, Su Jingyang hadn't had enough sleep yet, and leaned against Ji Mingxuan as if he had no bones.

There are several others who didn't get enough sleep like him, Zhao Jianting looked at it, his face darkened, and he said loudly.

"Stand up well, there is no style, no rules, you are here to work, not to enjoy yourself."

Ji Mingxuan pushed Su Jingyang to stand still. This is not a compound, but no one is used to him.

Su Jingyang didn't get enough sleep, he was angry to wake up, and stood up with a face of reluctance.

The same was true for the other pampered educated youths. A squeamish female educated youth said unhappily, "Captain, is it necessary to be so early? We didn't get enough sleep. How can we have the energy to work so early?"

As soon as the words came out, the others looked at her in unison, wondering where this brainless girl came from.

Some people think in their hearts: If my daughter said such a foolish thing, I would slap her to death.

As for the educated youth, except for a few old educated youths and a few educated youths who have been here for a while.

Everyone else thought she was right.

Zhao Jianting's face turned dark when he heard her words, and he did not hide his dissatisfaction in his tone: "Want to sleep enough? You can go home and sleep as you like, but there is no door here."

The female educated youth didn't expect that she would be scolded for just complaining, and she was frightened and cried.

When the others saw that the captain got angry, they were all frightened.

Zhao Jianting was obviously angry, and at the same time took this opportunity to beat and warn these new educated youths and old educated youths.

"When you first came here, the food you ate was lent to you at one or two o'clock by the villagers in the village. Don't think that the food is given to you for nothing, you have to pay it back, so if you want to be an ancestor here, I can easily You are welcome to tell you that it is a dream.”

Zhao Jingyi watched this scene silently, and had to say that this cheap grandnephew got angry, which was indeed a bit bluffing.

The atmosphere at the gathering place was a little dignified for a while.

But fortunately, it was only short-lived. Zhao Jianting had been the team leader for so long. Although he often put on a tiger face, there were relatively few people who got angry.

When Zhao Jianshu said these words again, he looked at everyone present.

When he passed by Zhao Jingyi, he obviously paused. At that moment, he was a little guilty, afraid that he would scare her.

After talking a lot more, the division of labor began. After this time, the carelessness in the hearts of these new educated youths was suppressed.

Even Su Jingyang was a little timid, just now he dared to get up and was upset, but now he has nothing.

Zhao Jingyi was assigned to cut pigweed. This job has always been done by the able children in the village.

The work is easy and not easy, and the work points are only three work points, not as much as other jobs.

But this is enough for Zhao Jingyi, after all, she can feed the whole family by herself.

I went to get the tools and the basket, and then followed the juniors who were as old as her or slightly younger than her to the place where they used to cut pigweed.

Zhao Xiaozhen jumped up to Zhao Jingyi's side: "Grandma and Auntie, we will be together later."

Zhao Jingyi: "Okay."

The others formed a small team in twos and threes.

It's morning, and the pigweed is still wet, so they have to cut it quickly, wait for it to dry and feed it to the pigs in the brigade at noon.

After mowing hogweed in the morning, they can do other things.

Zhao Xiaozhen patted her chest: "I haven't seen my father lose his temper for a long time, I was scared to death just now."

The corner of Zhao Jing's mouth twitched, a little helpless: "What are you afraid of, your father doesn't eat people."

Sure enough, most children are afraid of their fathers, no matter in that era.

I used to be afraid of my father when I was young (before I wore books). My father was very strict when I made mistakes. I was fine with everything, but if I made mistakes, I would be severely criticized.

Later, when I grew up, I was also rebellious, and I was resentful when I told the truth to my father. Later, when I really understood, I also understood that it was all for my own good, but I couldn’t go back now.

Zhao Xiaozhen didn't notice the change in Zhao Jingyi's mood, so she pouted and said in a low voice, "I don't know why, my dad is usually fine. But sometimes when he gets angry and puts on a straight face, I feel scared."

Zhao Jing suppressed the bitterness in her heart, and said with a faint smile, "Whoever is angry is not very fierce, well, don't think too much, let's cut the pigweed."

After finishing speaking, he took out a small sickle from the back basket and went to the side to cut pigweed.

When mowing, she also pays attention to see if there are any herbs she needs.

While mowing, she was far away from the place where the hogweed was originally cut. Zhao Jing was completely focused on cutting the hogweed and looking for herbs.

He didn't notice that there was a green bamboo leaf on a small tree in the grass next to her, staring at her covetously.

Not far behind her, Ji Mingxuan followed him silently with a stick.

Staring at the snake in the grass with sharp eyes, Zhao Jing cut it very seriously, and didn't realize that the danger was around her at all.

Until the backache was about to stand up, a low voice came from behind.

"do not move."

Zhao Jing froze, her face turned pale, thinking that she had met a villain.

I was so frightened that my whole body froze and I held my breath.

But this sound startled Zhuyeqing to jump up from the branch with her mouth open, about to bite Zhao Jing's neck.

Ji Mingxuan's eyes were sharp, and he swiped the stick without hesitation, quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly hit the seven-inch part like Zhuyeqing.

A sap came to Zhao Jingyi's ears clearly with a gust of wind.

With her back to Zhao Jing, she was still thinking about whether Zhao Xiaozhen was knocked out, whether she would be next, and what should she do now.

If she called out now, both she and Zhao Xiaozhen would be in danger, and at this time she had to calm down and not panic.

Zhao Jingyi kept building up her heart, but her hands were still trembling with fear.

And Ji Mingxuan behind her, after knocking Zhuyeqing away, it didn't die, but just fainted, and walked quickly over to hold it's Qicun with a stick, and then squatted down and stretched out his hand to pinch Zhuyeqing's Qicun.

Turning her head to look at Zhao Jingyi, who was still half-squatting and bending over, there was a trace of relief on her stern face.

"Okay, you can move now."

Zhao Jingyi was brainstorming and building her mind when she suddenly heard a familiar voice and couldn't react.

Why is this voice so familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

Seeing that she didn't move, Ji Mingxuan thought something was wrong with her, holding Zhuyeqing in his hand, walked over and poked her arm.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Zhao Jingyi mechanically turned her head to look at Zhang Zhang's fair and handsome face which was very close to her.

His feet softened and he fell to the ground, only then did he see the face of the person in front of him clearly again.

It was him, the boy from yesterday.

Seeing the snake in his hand from the corner of the eye, he understood it instantly.

(End of this chapter)