Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 140 [Add more] add a color head

Song Yi knew that Lin Yuzhu didn't like to show off in front of others, so he just told the truth to let the members know, and didn't advocate it.

As usual, I read a few inspiring quotes, and immediately announced the start of the lottery activity that everyone was looking forward to.

"Oh, we're not too late, are we?"

When the smiling team leader and secretary came, the commune members and production team cadres immediately stood up.

The relaxed atmosphere instantly became serious and solemn.

"Sit, sit, sit~" The captain smiled and waved his hand, "Lao Song and I are here to make a splash, don't be nervous."

The secretary narrowed his eyes and pointed at the commune members who were watching from a distance, "Go, call your production team leaders. The lottery we brought is crying for you, don't say I'm partial, let them wash their hands before coming here."

"Here, I'm here now? I'm going to wash my hands!"

"Hey! I'm going to call our captain!"

The half-child who was running fast had already rushed out for quite a while while talking.

"Do you want the captain and the secretary to come up and give important speeches and instructions?"

"Old Xu, you go, I have a sore throat, cough~"

"My throat hurts too, I smoke too much flue-cured tobacco, cough cough..."

The two looked at each other, and walked into the lobby with their hands behind their backs to look at the prizes.

Song Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, and the meeting in the afternoon was still loud like a bell, so now he pretended to cover his neck with both hands?
Those who didn't know thought that after the meeting, the two of them went up to the mountain and slapped their voices at the folk songs!

I have never seen such a blatantly lazy leader!

"How about we start first?" Song Yi patted the wooden box.

"Farewell, captain, I just want to know why the secretary is going to make us cry!" Wu Chili was the first to stand up and object, "Look at my hands, it's the first time in my life that I have washed them so seriously that the nails are even clean! "

"Tch~ what's the use~" Mrs. Liu snorted, and dragged her tone, "I'm just lucky with a piece of soap~"

"Hey, do you believe I scratched your face?"

"Shut up!" Song Yi slammed the wooden box and gave them a hard look, "You don't want to, so just wait!"

The scene immediately heated up, everyone whispered to each other, Song Yi got off the stage and walked straight into the lobby.

After a while, the two leaders walked away slowly with their hands behind their backs. After waiting for about half an hour, several people rushed over one after another.

"We're here, we're here!"

"Hey hey~ I heard that the three teams don't draw prizes empty-handed. I have to take advantage of this bargain today!"

"Captain! You must win glory for our team!"

"That's a must! See my hand? I rubbed it with a whetstone until a layer of old skin fell off!"

A group of old, middle-aged and young people stood for a while under the stage, all of them had happy faces.

We discussed it when we met on the road, thought it over, and boldly guessed that the secretary took out his personal award as a lottery.

Otherwise, it is impossible to say such words as greedy and crying for them.

Song Yi walked onto the stage holding two balls of paper, his eyes sparkling, and he yelled loudly: "Team three, watch out, one of the paper balls has a picture of a bicycle, and the other is a picture of a sewing machine! If you catch it, it's yours! Fight for me!"

The crowd immediately burst into cheers, and the whole scene exploded.

He threw the ball of paper into the round hole of the wooden box, stretched out his hand and stirred it vigorously several times.

He squeezed the whistle and blew a few times, waiting for everyone to calm down.

"Today our three teams are the hosts, and the secretary specially called them over. Those who come are guests, so let the other production team leaders come first, everyone agree?!"

"Okay~"

"Okay, let's get started!"

"Hurry up!"

Several production captains looked at each other, "Old rules, rock-paper-scissors, whoever wins goes first?"

During meetings in the brigade, sometimes some tasks that no one is willing to do are assigned, so I just try my luck in this way.

They were excited and chanted, and the first one to win was the captain of the second production team.

"Look, luck is here, and I can't stop it~ I'll get my granddaughter a sewing machine!"

The second captain wiped his hands on his clothes vigorously, walked up to the stage with a smile, stretched out his hand to dig out the box, raised his chin seriously and looked into the distance, frowning.

"Hurry up, you don't have eyes on your hands!" The captain next to him couldn't help urging him, "There are still so many people, and they are as slow as you, so you won't sleep at night?"

"Oh, I got it, I got it!" He took out a ball of paper and slapped it on the table, swallowing.

Song Yi pulled him aside, "Come on, next."

Those who didn't have their turn all leaned over to look at the second captain's paper ball, and grinned at the same time when it unfolded, "Hey~"

“A bar of soap~”

"Go, go, take it back and wash your hands!"

"Hmph! I'm not leaving, I'll see what good things you can find!"

The sixth production team leader came over and unfolded the paper ball, "Hey! One catty of white sugar! It's not bad, it's better than soap~"

Of the nine production team leaders, only the fourth team leader touched an aluminum pot first, and the others sighed.

They were not in a hurry to go back, and walked in one after another to help register and distribute prizes.

The members of the third team breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time they felt very sorry for the aluminum pot.

According to the order drawn by lottery the day before, families will come to the stage to draw prizes collectively.

After registering, enter the lobby to receive the award.

Those who like to join in the fun stay to see who wins the big prize, and those who don't like to join in the fun move the stool home.

The scene was too lively, Song Yi's voice was a little hoarse, and Lin Yuzhu was very distressed.

It would be nice to have a handheld amplifier.

"Er Dou, you call some good brothers with bright voices to help you call someone for your uncle." She tugged at Song Er Dou's sleeve.

"Okay!" Song Erdou responded bluntly, and sneaked into the crowd.

As the sky darkened, kerosene lamps were lit around the table, a few boys stood by the ditch, Song Yi read the name of a head of the household, they opened their arms around their mouths and yelled and repeated to the crowd.

"It's our time~" Wu Chili happily pulled Song Jiaming, who was shouting, onto the table.

It's already halfway through, and the prize hasn't been taken yet!

Soon, there came the sound of her wailing.

"Where is my sewing machine! It's really a big steel wok~ I should have known that I wouldn't have said it so early!"

Immediately afterwards, she jumped up and down and waved at Zhao Hongmei and shouted, "Hongmei! You have a big heart! Let Xiaolan touch two by herself! She hit the bicycle!!!"

Zhao Hongmei stood up excitedly and ran up, "Really?!"

Xiaolan was surrounded by a group of people, her eyes were red with anxiety, when she saw Zhao Hongmei squeezed into the crowd, she rushed towards Zhao Hongmei holding the unfolded paper ball, crying and laughing.

"Mommy! Woooo~ We have bicycles! Woooooo~ There's also a hot water bottle!"

"Why are you crying, you silly child!" Zhao Hongmei wiped her tears and hugged her tightly, "I'll give you the bicycle to go to school in the brigade, isn't that great!"

"Mom, we don't know how to ride..."

"Then what's the matter, learn it, I'll hold the car seat for you, what are you afraid of!"

The crowd gradually decreased, Fang Shuhui patted Lin Yuzhu's arm and asked her to touch three copies in a while.

"Mom, you go, I won't go." Lin Yuzhu refused with a smile.

If she went up, it would be a hang up.

She can touch the mussels hidden in the mud, and with Tata around, there are no secrets in those paper balls.

Everyone has curiosity, and she can't help but cheat, and the sense of participation is reduced.

"Fang Shuhui!!!"

There was a roar from the boys calling the head of the household, and Lin Yuzhu patted her arm.

Song Yi's expectant eyes froze for a moment when Fang Shuhui came over, and suspiciously looked for Lin Yuzhu in the crowd below.

It's a pity that the sky is dark, and I can only see the outline but not the expression.

There were not many balls of paper left in the carton, so Fang Shuhui grabbed three and brought them up, and walked to the side to unfold them one by one.

Fifth prize.

Third prize.

First prize.

She pursed her lips and smiled, took it to receive the prize, put the four-foot cloth and two catties of brown sugar in a large aluminum pot, and hugged her back to her seat.

Point to the direction of home.

want to go back.

Lin Yuzhu glanced at Song Yi on the stage, got up and hugged the bench, turned on the flashlight and walked out.

Seeing that the mother and daughter were going back, Song Yi opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end.

She hasn't seen what prize he touched...

The little daughter-in-law passing by under the table turned her head and smiled at him, blinking.

He breathed a sigh of relief, she will return in a while.

"Song Dongsheng!!!"

Seeing that everyone else had received their prizes and went home, Second Aunt Song was anxiously waiting, and finally heard them call her eldest brother's name.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we're at our house!" Song Zhaodi excitedly ran forward with Mrs. Song and her younger sister.

The rest of the Song family stood up and followed.

There are too many people, big and small, and there is no way to stand up all at once.

According to the order, Brother Song's family came first.

"Soap, oh, okay." Song Zhaodi flattened her mouth.

The sewing machine is still inside...

"Hee hee~ I'm going to pick flower cloth~ Mom, make me a new dress~" Song Laidi happily ran inside.

"Okay, you can go." Mrs. Song patted Song Zhaodi's arm with a smile, "Your brother is not at home, you can help him draw the prize."

"Hey!" Song Zhaodi happily agreed.

Song Erge's family's record is mediocre, only Song Sandou is happy, and a catty of jelly beans is what he wants.

Song Sansao pulled Song Chunxiang who was about to step on the stage, "Let your brother go up, you wait here."

"Oh." The little girl obediently withdrew her feet and stood aside with her head bowed.

"Tsk, it's rare for the children to be happy about what you dragged her to do." Third Brother Song hugged the little girl and whispered, "Chunxiang, go up."

Song Sansao carried her eldest son to the table and put her down, then turned her head and stared at him, "Shouldn't she be the elder sister and give way to the younger brother?"

"Sister-in-law three, what are you doing?" Song Yi lowered his face and pushed aside the people in front of him, walked to the edge of the table and pulled his little niece's arm, "Chunxiang, come up, let me see who dares to tell you to wait below!"

"But..." The little girl's eyes were red, and she looked back timidly, "My mother..."

"Sister-in-law three?" Song Yi looked over with sharp eyes, full of warning.

"Hey, let's go!" Song Sansao rolled her eyes, and stepped onto the stage with her youngest son in her arms.

Song Chunxiang sniffed and went forward to grab the ball of paper.

"Oh, it's cloth."

She was not very happy, the new clothes had nothing to do with her.

Just as she was about to hand the ball of paper to Mrs. Song San, a big hand stopped her.

"Go ahead, pick a color you like, and let your little aunt make you a dress." Song Yi patted her on the head.

"Huh? Really... really okay?" She was a little unsure, and couldn't help but look back at her mother's face.

"What's real or not?" Lin Yuzhu smiled and walked over to pinch her face, "Let's go, I'll take you to pick it out. Hmm... how about making a skirt with lace at the hem and a nice circle?"

She straightened up, looked at Song Sansao with a smile, "Sisters-in-law, what do you think? The prize she touched herself, she likes it very much."

Song Sansao twitched the corners of her mouth, "I can't take my hands off the children, so I'll trouble you."

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