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

Chapter 304 Cut Ramie

The works embroidered by Lin Yulan received a lot of applause.

Silk threads of various colors and stitches of different lengths present a scene of crowds watching the assembly of sewing machines by the third production team on a piece of white cloth.

It not only shows the composition and painting level of the scene, but also shows the superb embroidery work.

It made the onlookers gasp in amazement, looking for their own positions one after another.

Although there is only a vague outline, the sense of participation is indescribably touching.

The captain of the brigade took the embroidery away, saying that he wanted to frame it and hang it in the brigade's office.

This is a very commemorative embroidery. On this day, Hongxingqiao had thirty sewing machines.

This is a milestone towards a new development!

With the experience in assembling the first two sewing machines, Song Yi arranged for more people to be guided by several people with assembly experience.

Thirty sewing machines were successively moved into the warehouse that had been vacated in advance, and they filled the entire room. The scene was quite exciting.

Important property was put into storage, and Liu Baobao took the bedding rolls and daily necessities directly to the office to lay the floor after dinner.

The responsibility is heavy, and I dare not make the slightest mistake. I have to guard it personally to be at ease.

Longzhang Village, which was bustling all evening, quieted down as night fell.

Lin Yuzhu finally saw what kind of workaholic Song Yi, a model worker, is.

After returning home and having dinner, I returned to my room and sat at the table. Until now, the pen in my hand has not stopped.

The room was filled with the fragrance of smoked wormwood, Lin Yuzhu loosened her hair, pulled aside the mosquito net and got out of bed.

Leaning on his shoulder, silently glanced at the content on the material paper, and grabbed his wrist.

"It's almost eleven o'clock, put your work aside, the rest of the time is yours."

"I have to go to the commune tomorrow to report the results of the rectification of the paddy fields. The summer harvest will be next month, and the speech will be used in the meeting."

Song Yi took her hand away and continued writing.

Lin Yuzhu sighed helplessly, "It's not necessary to write out everything in detail, and it's not necessary to read it as it is."

She stood up straight, crossed the bench and sat next to him, grabbed the pen in his hand, and directly turned a blank page.

"You go to take a shower, and I'll help you list the main points and details to be mentioned in the meeting. You can sort out your thoughts a little then, and it's not an academic speech, so it's not that particular."

Every time I read something he wrote, I feel helpless and funny.

I can't wait to design every sentence I want to speak, write it down, and fill several large pages.

I really don't know whether to praise him for his rigor or think he is too nervous and serious.

Report work progress, general work content, and focus on a few points.

It's not long before the summer harvest. Wouldn't it be more intuitive to report the specific numbers directly?
This is what Song Yi saw when he came back from the shower.

A kerosene lamp quietly illuminates around the desk, and the dim yellow light outlines the woman with loose long hair very gently.

She supported her side face with one hand, and wrote with the pen between her fingers. The side face projected on the wall blinked her eyelashes from time to time.

He walked lightly behind her and his eyes fell on the paper.

Juanxiu's handwriting is orderly and clear.

The slender fingers holding the pen are slightly rough, and the white wrist moves with the writing.

He sat down and leaned against the table, resting his chin on the back of his hand and quietly admiring her appearance in the shadow of the lamp.

The room was so quiet that there were only shallow breaths and the rustling of pen tips.

When the last punctuation mark fell, Lin Yuzhu put the cap on her pen and moved her neck.

Tilting to the side, flicking his wrist.

"It's all sorted~" She patted the strong arm wrapped around her waist, "Can you go to bed with me now?"

Song Yi stretched his arms through her calves, lazily picked her up and walked to the bed.

As soon as he put the person down, he covered her body, tilted his head to kiss her, but a small hand blocked his mouth.

"When I say sleep, I mean it literally, good boy."

Lin Yuzhu tilted her head and smiled cleverly, her innocent appearance was pure and lustful.

Song Yi lowered his eyes, staring at the corners of her perfectly curved lips, licked his lips, and smiled slowly.

Kissed her palm, got up and took the ointment back, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at her inexplicably, "Come on, apply the medicine."

Lin Yuzhu's sweet smile froze on her face, and she reached out to grab it, "I can do it myself."

Song Yi's advantage of long hands has been brought into full play, and he can hide with ease.

The joyful arc of the corner of the mouth slowly fell with the soft humming in the room.

Is he on medicine?

Obviously he was punishing himself!

Ramie is picked in May, and white cloth can be woven.

If the best time for harvesting is missed, there will be more hemp gum, which will affect the quality of hemp fiber.

It's midsummer, the melons and fruits are ripe, and the fluffy rice is blooming and filling.

The field of wild ramie growing as tall as a person is as deep as the sea.

From a distance, it looks like a green ocean under the golden sun.

When the breeze blows, the green leaves are flying, and suddenly there is a scene of white waves surging into the sky.

All commune members who harvest ramie and earn work points are dispatched.

In the wild ramie field, there are not only ramie, but also many weeds and small shrubs that grow wildly.

The weather is hot, no matter young or old, they all wear straw hats, towels around their necks, and long-sleeved trousers and cloth shoes.

The cuffs and trousers are solid, and the whole body is tightly wrapped.

People lined up one by one, and got into the ramie bushes overgrown with weeds.

Bending down facing the loess and back facing the sky, holding the weed stalks or ramie stalks in front of you with your left hand, pulling hard with your right wrist, and cutting off the sickle sticking to the roots of the plants with a bang.

The hard work of cutting the hemp was all hard work, a row of people pushed forward little by little, and rows of plants fell to the ground one after another.

They followed and beat women and children, each wearing a pair of thick homemade gloves.

Children are responsible for holding aside the ramie mixed with weeds and small shrubs, picking out the ramie and stacking it into piles.

Women guard a pile of ramie in twos and threes and grab a ramie stalk.

He snapped off the brittle branches quickly, and with his right hand wearing a thick glove, went from the branch to the root, and stroked it all the way to the end.

The green-brown ramie poles were tossed aside, and they piled up more and more.

Working continuously in the sun, the clothes on my body were quickly soaked with sweat.

The women were talking, laughing and chatting while working, their faces were flushed with heat, and their expressions were different.

"Oh, if I knew the production team would go to other places to collect hemp, our ramie field shouldn't be left unused!"

"That's right. It would have been nice if I had worked hard to tidy up the land in the past few months. Seeing that the hemp grows so-so now, I feel like I'm at a loss~"

"It's not like we're the only ones who are left alone, other teams are probably also heartbroken now~"

"Eh? If you say that, I feel much better, haha~"

The scene of working in the endless wild ramie field is grand and full of enthusiasm.

There is a light smell of grass in the air.

Lin Yulan hadn't participated in this kind of exhausting labor for a long time, and she was so hot that she was sweating profusely.

She is not a lazy person, she does the work in hand neatly, and no one can fault her.

"Sister, is this what you said that life is better than death?"

With a bitter face, she grabbed the towel hanging around her neck and wiped her neck. Even though she wasn't scratched by the fluff on the ramie branches and leaves, her neck was still itchy.

Being soaked in sweat, I feel even more uncomfortable.

Cutting ramie for the first time made her deeply feel that agricultural mechanization is really necessary!
Lin Yuzhu calmly threw a hemp stalk aside, raised her eyes and tails at her, "Ah, actually, it's almost the same feeling when I'm cutting the rice."

Lin Yulan took a deep breath and smiled with difficulty, "Sister, when will our production team have a harvester?"

"Harvester" Lin Yuzhu turned her head and looked at the surrounding mountains in the distance, "According to normal circumstances, this kind of inconvenient and backward poor mountain valley, the harvester will be after the millennium."

After Lin Yulan heard this, she was in a bad mood.

After the millennium?
next century?

It's only seven or six years now, hey!

(End of this chapter)