Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 50 A White Lotus
Although we all share the same sky, people have different moods.

The old man in the duty room was immersed in his ordinary or wonderful memories of the past and his helplessness towards reality.

But Luo Xuan, who was choosing a large tank in the yard, was in a particularly good mood at this time.

In the courtyard of the brewery, there are countless large pottery vats.

Luo Xuan ignored it for a moment: based on a row of 15 pottery vats, there are probably close to 200 large pottery vats in this yard.

On top of each pottery jar, there is a pointed cover made of bamboo.

This is used to shade the sun and rain when brewing bean paste in the past.

Luo Xuan probably sold some of these discarded pottery jars privately by the old man at the door.

I saw a hole in the east and a gap in the west in the yard, which looked like a dysentery head, which had been moved in a mess.

There were even broken pottery shards on the ground, and no one cleaned it up.

Seeing this situation, Luo Xuan became more and more happy!

If the big pottery vats were placed neatly, it would be easy for the old man to see how many pots he had moved.

Like the corn cobs that have been gnawed by mice, the big vats are placed in a mess, even if he removes a few mouthfuls from it, the old man will definitely not be able to see it.

Unless he was too idle to run to the array of large tanks to check the fresh marks on the ground one by one.

Luo Xuan leaned over and lifted the clay vat in front of him. It was estimated that a mouthful should weigh 6 to 70 kilograms, and he could barely lift it up to lift the vat off the ground.

Looked at the duty room.

I saw that the dilapidated door was still closed tightly, and the old man's desolate erhu sound was still babbling.

Luo Xuan picked up a big tank, raised his mind, and quickly moved it into the space.

Not caring about putting away the pottery vat, Luo Xuan hurried out of the space again, changed to a different place, and brought a big vat into the space again.

so back and forth.

In less than 10 minutes, Luo Xuan moved out 5 large pottery vats!

Anyway, if I don't move a little more today, it won't take another year for these big tanks to be sold by the old man or "confiscated".

That being the case, why don't you move a few more?

Luo Xuan felt a little tired after moving the 5-port tank.

After thinking about it, Luo Xuan felt that he should not go too far. He had these big tanks, which were enough to raise eels and soft-shelled turtles.

No need to be too greedy.

Finally, Luo Xuan purposely picked out a smaller pottery jar, and then walked towards the gate of the brewery step by step.

Walking to the gate, Luo Xuan shouted loudly to the duty room: "Master, I have chosen, please close the gate!"

"Go your way."

The old man in the room replied impatiently: "No!"

After leaving the gate, Luo Xuan closed the door behind him with his backhand.

Looking around, seeing no one passing by, Luo Xuan lifted the pot again and placed it in the space.

Then Luo Xuan waved his hands and feet, and walked out of the alley.

Earlier in the market, that Teacher Chen asked me to go to her house to help slaughter the rice field eels.

Luo Xuan felt that if he went there again at noon, it would be a bit of a waste of time.

So after moving the big tank, Luo Xuan walked towards "No. 115 Shengli Street" in a good mood.

This house number is actually very familiar to Luo Xuan's predecessor: because it is behind [Hongxing Township Senior Primary School].

It can be said that this house is only separated from Luo Xuan's school by a wall.

It's just No. 115, Victory Street, which is the house facing the street.

As for my own school, I need to go through other alleys to enter the gate of the primary school.

Luo Xuan found No. 115 Shengli Street, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Squeak-"

Without knocking twice, the door swung open.

An old lady with a lot of white hair on her head and a rather pale face appeared from behind the door, but she had a good temperament.

"Excuse me--"

Luo Xuan pondered: "Excuse me, is this Teacher Chen's home?"

Hearing this, the old lady nodded slightly, then turned her head and called into the room: "Xiao Duan, someone is looking for you."

"Hey, here we come."

A crisp sound resounded, and Mr. Chen, who had bought Luo Xuan twice at the Frog Market, appeared at the door.

Seeing that it was Luo Xuan who came, she couldn't help being slightly startled: "So it's you, you came really early."

When Luo Xuan saw her, he was even more stunned!
In front of me, what kind of girl is this!

I saw her about 18 or 9 years old, with a white porcelain-like luster on her fair face.

The oval face is not so beautiful, but it is very attractive, belonging to the type of "the more you look, the more attractive you are".

Her long, black, green and flowing hair had been carefully tied behind her head at this time, and every strand of her hair was combed neatly, looking meticulous.

In this day and age, in a small place like Hongxing Township, there is no such thing as shampoo or conditioner.

The women in the production team wash their hair, and it would be nice to have a piece of soap locust.

No one would be willing to spend money to buy a piece of pancreatic soap, let alone the fragrant "Shanghai Brand" soap to wash their hair.

So the teacher Chen in front of Luo Xuan, her beautiful hair is very rare in a small place like Hongxing Township.

What's even more rare is what she exudes, the kind of 'at first glance, I feel that she is very approachable.But a closer look will make people feel ashamed of themselves!

Like the snow lotus on the mountain:
It can only be seen from a distance, but it is difficult to get close.

When Luo Xuan was in the market before, he had vaguely sensed that this Teacher Chen was a little different.

But today.

It was the first time for me to see his true face clearly, and I couldn't help but stand in place for a while.

At this moment, Luo Xuan had only one evaluation of her in his mind: she was extraordinary, not like a mortal figure.

Seeing Luo Xuan blankly, the old lady next to Teacher Chen glanced at Teacher Chen who was also blank, and said in a low voice, "You still don't invite people in? How can you treat guests like this?"

Teacher Chen gave a 'puchi' smile, and said to the old lady with a smile, "Mom, I just see him familiar, as if he is not from Hongxing Township, but a boy from Rongdu!"

Rongdu is the capital city of Bashu Province where Luo Xuan lives.

heard.

Luo Xuan looked down at the broken straw sandals on his feet and the trousers with several holes, and couldn't help laughing bitterly in his heart: The children in the provincial capital all wear sandals or white canvas sneakers.

Coupled with blue trousers and a white shirt, how can it be as shabby as what I wear?
but.

In this life, his family conditions were not good, and Luo Xuanfan didn't feel inferior because of it.

I'm just a boy and a half now, I don't go on blind dates, and I don't go on stage to perform, so what is there to be ashamed of?
If you really want to get a suit of clothes like a city kid, it's actually not difficult.

Even if there are many things that I don't dare to do now, how difficult is it to make money to buy such an outfit?
Isn't it just a matter of 20 yuan!
But Luo Xuan, who has a strong heart and is very clear about the direction of the future development of the situation, has no intention of dressing up his appearance.

In this day and age, it's better to be poor!
I'm poor because I'm so confident, what's wrong!

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