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

Chapter 249 Are You Literate?
Only part of the main street in the county is paved with asphalt, and people also call it asphalt road.

Other auxiliary roads and residents' alleys are gravel roads with potholes.

When people walk on the road, they are covered in dirt on sunny days, and their feet are muddy on rainy days.

In the past two years, the county has started to build roads, first widening the traffic arteries and laying asphalt in the middle of the road.

No mechanical operation, all manual work.

At this time, the asphalt road was not strong, heavy transport vehicles ran too much, and the road surface was also full of potholes.

Lin Yuzhu sat in the back of the car, with the fierce sunlight covering her body unobstructed.

In midsummer, riding in a convertible is also quite exhausting.

The truck drove all the way to the purchase station and finally stopped.

Lin Yuzhu straightened her straw hat, screwed on the lid of the kettle, stood up and stretched her waist to exercise her muscles.

There is more than one purchasing station, and this street is full of purchasing stations.

Purchasing stations for live pigs, agricultural and sideline products, native products, Chinese herbal medicines, raw materials of cotton, linen and silk, and waste recycling are lined up.

These acquisition stations are the main commercial economies before entering the market economy.

There is a two-story compound in a row, with a large iron gate in the front yard, and the eight bright red characters [Developing Production, Guaranteeing Supply] on the white wall outside are particularly eye-catching.

The truck stopped in the front yard, and the driver got out of the car and pulled the iron bolt that blocked the truck, folded the board, took out two receipts from his pocket, and leaned over the board to write.

"13 yuan seventy-six cents, unload by yourself."

"Okay, hard work, Comrade Driver."

Song Yi jumped to the ground neatly, took out the wallet from the bag, paid for the shipping fee, took the stamped receipt and put it in the middle of the wallet.

The driver hummed casually as a response, and took the receipt and went straight to the office of the purchase station.

He had to get the stationmaster to stamp it to prove that he really came to the purchasing station this trip.

There are still some scattered residents queuing up in the courtyard of the purchasing station, most of whom are children and old people, carrying hands on their shoulders.

The truck came in, and two staff members came out holding the single folder and took a look.

"Jiantan Commune Red Star Bridge, right? Who's going to connect?"

"I'm the captain of the third production team, and I talked on the phone before."

Song Yi took out the checked and transcribed letter paper from the bag and handed it over. He turned his head and shouted at the people in the truck: "Unload the goods first, and stack them separately according to the marks on the sacks!"

"Okay~"

He Jinsheng raised his voice to reply, took Wenwen from Xia Mingzhen's hand and carried her down, put her on the ground, and carried Xia Mingzhen down as well.

"Go to the side and find a shady place to rest for a while, and we'll leave when we're done here."

Xia Mingzhen took Wenwen by the hand, looked back at Lin Yuzhu who was wearing a blouse, and hesitated.

"Or, let me help too."

"Hey, no need~ This is the job of our third team, and you don't have much strength, just take Wenwen well. Go, be obedient."

He Jinsheng handed her the black handbag with a smile.

A gentle [obedient] made Xia Mingzhen's heart tremble, and her face became hot.

He lowered his eyes and responded softly, carrying the handbag, and obediently led Wenwen to the side.

Lin Yuzhu put on the smock she had specially brought and added an extra layer on top of her shirt. She felt hot before she even started working.

She and Wudi stayed on the cart, grabbed the sack and threw it on the ground.

Xia Mingzhen ran over with a towel, put the towel on He Jinsheng's shoulders, and carefully rolled up his cuffs, "Put it on, don't get it dirty."

He Jinsheng grinned, thinking that women are still careful.

"Hey! Don't worry, it won't interfere with taking pictures!"

He carried the heaviest tree root herbs on his shoulders, supported them with one hand, and grabbed the corners of the two sacks with the other hand, and walked into the hall with ease.

Lin Yuzhu was surprised to find that Wudi was not only as strong as an ox, but also literate.

Each sack is written with a brush to represent the representative characters of the medicinal materials. She can accurately throw the ones that are not of the same type aside first, and throw the same ones out of the cart.

That's called a crisp, quick, ruthless and accurate person.

"Sister Yuzhu, you just pick the light ones, and wait for me to come to the heavy ones!"

Wudi grabbed four sacks with both hands, threw them on the ground with both hands, and turned around to grab the heavy ones.

"Eh? Sister Ye, are you literate?" Lin Yuzhu asked while working.

"Ah, I learned a little bit from those little ones." The smile on Wudi's face froze for a moment, she swallowed her saliva in embarrassment, stopped talking and buried herself in her work.

In the two years since she first came to Ye's house, the man was neither enthusiastic nor indifferent to her.

Sometimes he is quite polite, but he just doesn't treat her as a family member.

Before that, she could only see him once at the end of the year.

He kowtowed to his family from a distance to call him young master, and said a few auspicious words, and he asked those who followed him to come over and give out rewards.

He usually lives in the county with his original wife, the young mistress, and doesn't come back very often.

The man is good-looking, with an elegant and bookish air, and treats everyone with gentleness, but it seems that there is an impenetrable ice behind him.

One year, my mother got a strange disease, and her whole body developed rotten sores.

The doctor in the village couldn't see the name, and after taking several medicines, it didn't help, so he said it was best to send it to the county to have a look.

The whole family is so poor that they can't even scrape together a dollar, how can they go to the county?
Seeing that it is already the middle of the twelfth lunar month, the year-end is the rule of clearing accounts, and there is no rule of borrowing money.

That day, when my brother and sister came to kowtow to pay homage to the early years, the man sat in the lobby and asked, "Didn't Aunt Wang bring it here in the past, but what happened this year?"

Her family was not the only one helping Ye's family, the elder brother and sister were a little surprised, so they answered truthfully.

Unexpectedly, he called the messenger and gave a full 30 yuan, and went back to the room without leaving anything.

She was still young that year, so she didn't follow her father and brother to the county to see a doctor for her mother.

This kindness has been talked about in the family.

Later, the Ye family became disreputable, and they lost their big house, living in a dilapidated house.

Mother called her to her and asked her if she would go to Ye's house to repay her kindness.

She responded without saying a word.

At first, she served him as a young master, she didn't think much about it, and didn't dare to think about it.

but…

Which girl is not pregnant?
Facing such a good-looking man every day, in name, he is still her man.

What kind of repayment is there if you don't give birth to a son for the Ye family who has been passed down for several generations!
She knew that people looked down on her dark-looking country bumpkin, so that didn't stop her from wanting to get closer to him.

There was really no excuse, so at night, she simply carried her sister-in-law to his room and asked him to teach her how to read.

It's shameless to say that my sister-in-law was only three years old at that time...

He didn't say anything, and he only taught him the time to dial the wick once every night, and he refused if it was too much.

The family can't afford the kerosene.

She often looks at him in a daze in the shadow of the lamp, and doesn't care about what he teaches.

He always stretched out his hand helplessly, flicking her eyebrows lightly with his fingers, "Little girl, don't desert. If you are in school like this, you will be punished by the master."

At that time, he was downcast and gentle.

Teach her to read and teach her to write by hand.

It's just that things have gotten worse since nine years ago.

Life tortured her family members so miserable that they didn't even dare to speak casually in the village.

He changed from a down-and-out noble son to a down-and-out farmer, and gradually developed some violent tempers from the day-to-day depression.

Gray hair and wrinkles have grown.

The gentle light in his eyes is gone.

Wu Di raised her sleeves and wiped the sweat that rolled into her eyes, turned around while clutching the four sacks, looked at the man walking by, and snorted in her nostrils.

Throwing down the medicinal materials with two plops, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

In any case, since Song Yi became the captain, the family can indeed take a breather secretly.

Now my sister-in-law can stand up straight again, and the family can earn some income and save some money.

Even this man, who was always frowning, had his brows loosened obviously.

No matter how many years, he is not the noble and unattainable young master she saw in her childhood wearing a brocade gown.

It was the gentle man who was thrown into a rage by her overlord, but seeing her trembling in pain and continuing to act recklessly, he sighed helplessly and said "Girl, come down, I'll give it to you".

(End of this chapter)