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

Chapter 47 You Are Really My Living Ancestor

An old and torn towel was handed to Lin Yuzhu.

"Don't cry, I won't coax people..." The lowered voice was slightly stiff and helpless.

"Then you still scold me..." Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips, her tone extremely resentful.

Warm tears fell on the back of his hand, and he felt that the skin was scalded.

"You...cough...crying is enough. I have already realized my mistake, and I will correct it later."

Lin Yuzhu raised her face and looked at him aggrievedly, "Then can you calmly listen to what I said earlier?"

Song Yi glanced at her with a headache, stretched out his feet and hooked the stool over to put it behind her, waved his hands helplessly and frustrated, "Okay, okay, tell me, can I just stand and listen?"

Lin Yuzhu secretly suppressed the corners of her mouth and sat down, "Then you can't scold me."

"Impossible!" Song Yi answered firmly.

"Great, good job." Lin Yuzhu put the enamel jar on the table next to her, got up and left.

Song Yi grabbed her wrist, pressed her shoulders and forced her to sit down, staring seriously at her crying red eyes.

"Based on your performance these past few days, do you think you are a law-abiding person? Can't accept criticism after making mistakes? Do you want to go to heaven! Can Longzhang Village still hold you?"

Lin Yuzhu's tears came as soon as she said it, and she just looked at him quietly, tears rolling down one by one, her mouth clenched tightly, and she didn't say anything.

Song Yi gasped for breath, and hurriedly grabbed a towel to help her wipe her tears, "You are really my living ancestor, you can say whatever you want, I promise I won't scold you, okay?"

"Water." Lin Yuzhu sniffed, and raised her chin at the enamel jar on the table next to her.

"Give, give."

An enamel jug was eagerly stuffed in, and Lin Yuzhu secretly raised the corners of her mouth by lowering her head to drink water.

"You have to assign labor tasks every day. My suggestion is just to extend the task time at one time. If you don't finish it, you will definitely deduct work points. If you finish the ten-day task in eight days, the two days can make you Members make their own arrangements."

After Lin Yuzhu finished speaking, she looked up at him, and she saw a disapproving expression.

However, he did suppress his temper and did not scold her.

In fact, she is secretly changing the concept.

However, that doesn't matter, anyway, she has to fight for whatever she says.

"This can better mobilize everyone's enthusiasm. If you are worried that someone is fooling around, you will be fined and deducted work points and rations after you find out. The main thing is that with the free time, everyone can start a side business for the family. Guarantee the country's supply and earn a little more money. , everyone is happy, isn't it?"

If you have a little private time, you can arrange it freely, even if you braid more straw hats, chop a few loads of firewood, or go to the river to catch a bucket of fish, it can bring real benefits to the family.

Members don't know what reform and opening up is, and they don't know what a market economy is.

What they see every day when they open their eyes is the days that can be seen at a glance, and the labor day after day.

She doesn't have the great feelings to promote the development of the times, but she wants to give the Song clan who grew up protecting the original owner a head start.

In [-], according to the timeline, it was only a few years before the opening of the reform.

Such a remote and poor mountainous area, if nothing unexpected, there will be a wave of migrant workers going south.

At that time, at least half of the ten families will become left-behind families.

Empty nesters and left-behind children are the pain of the times.

She has many plans. She wants those who have shown kindness to the original owner not to return home in a hurry at the end of the new year, and to leave home with their luggage in the tears of the children at the beginning of the year.

Lin Yuzhu tugged at Song Yi's sleeve, "Captain~ Don't you want everyone to have a better life?"

Song Yi recovered from the silence, looked at the teardrops hanging on her eyelashes, pursed his lips uncomfortably, "You go back first, let me think about it."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." Lin Yuzhu put her hands in her pockets habitually, and touched the meat ticket and money that Song Yi had stuffed for her.

She thought for a while, then smiled sweetly at him, "I'll take your meat ticket and money, and I'll make meat buns for you to eat."

"Can you still make buns?" Song Yi swallowed subconsciously.

Lin Yuzhu raised her lips and smiled, tiptoed to his ear, "There are too many things I can do, otherwise how can I cast, maneuver, pour, and throw~"

Run after death, the action is very fast.

Song Yi froze, and raised his hand to rub his itchy ears, which seemed to still carry her warm breath and her wicked and flattering voice.

The fingers gripping the edge of the table were tightened, and he stared at her back angrily.

I have never seen such a bold woman!

Does she know that he just reached out and scooped her down on the table?
He tugged at the neckline, his heart agitated, he grabbed the enamel jar on the table and took a sip, suddenly remembered that it was leftover from her drink.

Thinking of her pursed lips with grievances, her curved lips with a pleasant sweet smile, and her endlessly opening and closing lips, her heart beats even more restlessly.

He rushed to the side of the water tank in the yard, scooped up a ladle of cold water, bent down and poured it on his head, and shook the water drops to support the edge of the water tank to force himself to calm down.

The sound of soft footsteps stopped behind him, his heart skipped a beat, he lowered the corners of his slightly raised mouth, turned his head and said with a straight face, "What are you here for?"

He grabbed the towel on his shoulders and wiped his hair carelessly. He said as he walked, "I still have materials to write. I don't have time now, so I won't entertain you."

"Song Yi, I have something to look for you, and it won't take long." The gentle voice was slightly choked with sobs.

Song Yi paused and turned around, looking calmly at the young woman standing under the setting sun.

Unlike the big braids of women in the village, Yang Meixia has short fluffy neck-length hair.

Wearing a plaid headband on her head, a red polka-dot bragi with a lapel and waist, and a pair of high-heeled leather shoes, she exudes a bright youthful atmosphere from the inside out in this dilapidated courtyard.

"Speak." Song Yi frowned.

Yang Meixia's almond eyes were reddish, she forced the corners of her mouth to curl up, took out a bronzing red invitation card from her bag, and quickly approached him, "I'm here to send you an invitation card, I'm getting married, the eighth day of next month."

The woman's skin is fair and delicate, and she is petite and exquisite. When talking to Song Yi, she needs to raise her neck. Her pair of eyes full of autumn water are extremely gentle.

Song Yi accepted the invitation and took a half step back silently, "I wish you happiness. But I have important tasks next month, so I probably won't be able to find time to go to the banquet."

"Aren't you going to ask me who I'm going to marry?"

"It will be written on the invitation, I'm really busy, excuse me."

Song Yi held the invitation and turned around to leave. As soon as he entered the office, Yang Meixia caught up and grabbed his sleeve, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"I won't be happy. If I don't marry the person I want to marry, I will never be happy in my life. I don't understand what's wrong with me. When we were at the same table, everything was fine."

"I said at the time that I could let you go to school, why didn't you agree, why did you drop out of school. I like you so much, I just want to be with you"

Song Yi pulled back his sleeves, and when he looked up, he saw the corner of the gray clothes flashing past the door, and panicked, "I still have something to do, you should go back early."

He put down the invitation and chased after her, and stopped Lin Yuzhu at the entrance, "Come and go, what do you mean?"

"Cough, I really didn't mean it." Lin Yuzhu smiled awkwardly but politely, "I came back to ask you, what kind of steamed stuffed buns do you want to eat besides the ones filled with meat. As a result, it seems that you came at the wrong time, huh? "

"What nonsense are you talking about, work is about to start, there are too many people, I will explain to you tonight!"

"No, no, no, I don't really want to know, really." Lin Yuzhu waved her hands again and again, "I'm going back, I'll make buns and so on."

Who wants to listen to this kind of ruthless vulgar drama
The girl is miserable, it’s not good to like someone, I like Song Steel
(End of this chapter)