Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 163 The Boy Riding a Pig

After Jiang Xia finished speaking, An Sancheng agreed.

"Go, go home, go home."

An Sancheng stomped his feet, stepped on the newly swept dirt road, and walked towards the gate of the house.

An Ning also stomped her feet. The shoes were cold from the outside to the inside, especially the ankles, so she couldn't help but want to stomp her feet.

As soon as the few people left, the big rooster who was chasing An Guoping stopped chasing him and went home proudly.

An Guoping ran to keep up with everyone, ran into the house anxiously, and sat on the small bench next to the stove.

"I'm freezing to death!"

An Guoping took off his cotton shoes, took a tree stick and stuck it in the shoes, and put it in front of the stove to roast it.

"Sweep the snow, why are the shoes still wet?"

Lin Cuihua took the water ladle and fell into the pot with a splash. She took a small brush for cleaning the pot and brushed it several times, and then took a special water ladle to scoop out the pot water.

"Mom, our big rooster is amazing. I said kill the chicken and eat the meat, but it chased after me."

"Kill a chicken! I can stand you, you dare to kill a chicken!"

Lin Cuihua didn't want to. This big rooster did more work than a dog and ate less.

She was the first one who refused to kill anyone who wanted to kill a chicken.

An Guoping, who was baking cotton shoes, shrank his head subconsciously.

"No, I didn't intend to kill it, I was just joking."

"Go over there."

An Ning also came in, sitting on the small bench with some difficulty, the new woolen pants were somewhat stiff.

She squeezed next to An Guoping, following his example, she also took off her cotton shoes and started baking them.

Lin Cuihua only felt her head buzzing with anger.

"You two are so grown up, you're still like that kid. If you go out for a while, your shoes will get wet."

The siblings lowered their heads, looked at each other and sniggered, not daring to say anything.

Seeing the two of them like this, Lin Cuihua was even more angry. This means that there is a lot of fabric this year and there are surplus cotton shoes. If they don't have them, wait for bare feet.

"What are you doing, this is it."

An Sancheng came in and bumped into Lin Cuihua's muzzle.

"What else can I do!"

Lin Cuihua held a small brush for washing pots in her hand, and said to An Sancheng: "It's just snowing, it's okay to tie up the sweeping things."

"Understood, or I plan to do it."

An Sancheng readily agreed, smiled and held a small bench, and sat in front of the stove, warming himself up by the fire.

"It's going to be cold these days, so we need to burn more firewood at night."

"Burn it, press it with a big log, it will be hot all night."

Lin Cuihua quickly set the table, served the dishes, it was time to eat.

An Guoping and An Ning went back to their rooms, found another pair of cotton shoes, and put them on.

Two-rice porridge for breakfast, big steamed buns, fried radish powder, and a plate of pickles in a saucepan stained with autumn smoke.

An Ning especially likes the long and crunchy cowpea, which is especially delicious when eaten with porridge.

After breakfast, the sister-in-law called An Ning, and the two entered An Ning's room.

The sister-in-law took a rope and measured the waist length of An Ning's trousers.

"It can be done at night."

"Don't worry sister-in-law, I can wear it."

The elder sister-in-law Zhou Guifen didn't agree either, and went back to her own house with her own little rope.

The village after snowfall is very quiet.

The quiet here is except for the children.

The children in every household ran out uncontrollably, making snowmen, playing snowball fights, and playing a hundred tricks with one snow.

The children had fun in the village, and most of the adults were sweeping snow.

After sweeping almost everything in front of my own house, I also swept out a section of the road in front of each house, and finally connected together to form a road that can be walked.

At this moment in An's family, An Sancheng took a sorghum pole and began to add things to the house.

Cover the curtain, sweep the kang, a small brush for sweeping the floor, and a small broom.

An Ning was very interested, and squatted by the side to watch.

To cover the curtain, as long as the rods are interspersed with ropes, there are two layers in total, the horizontal and vertical are opposite, and finally it is ready to use.

Brooms and small brushes need to keep the ears of sorghum that have been deseeded. After washing, they are also tied together.

An Sancheng fixed a ball of wire on the door frame.

The small brush was made as thick as an arm, and iron wires were interspersed on each pole. An Sancheng held the small brush with both hands.

The iron wire tied between the small brush and the door was straightened, An Sancheng rolled the small brush vigorously, trying to wind the wire firmly.

An Ning felt that she had learned it, so she stepped forward and asked, "Dad, shall I try?"

"Okay, don't hold back."

An Sancheng stepped aside reassuringly, and An Ning was eager to try, holding the small brush with both hands.

"Just scroll up?"

"Yes, work harder."

After An Sancheng finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong.

"Don't be too—"

There was a "crash", which was very loud.

An Ning looked at the door frame and the broken wire that had been torn apart by herself, and smiled awkwardly at An Sancheng.

"dad---"

"Let's play in the snow."

An Sancheng didn't know what to say. He took the small brush and checked the door frame.

"It's okay, just cut a piece."

An Sancheng pushed the broken piece of sawdust in with one hand, and looked back to find some glue to dip it in. It was all right.

He was going to re-tie a wire, but just as Lin Cuihua entered the house.

"An Sancheng!"

"What are you doing! Why is the door broken!"

Lin Cuihua felt distressed.

She cleaned this new house several times a day, and she felt very distressed.

An Sancheng, who was being talked about, glanced at An Ning who was about to sneak away, feeling very complicated.

The girl has finally grown up!
We all know that our own father is responsible for it.

An Ning slipped out against the door frame, running first as a respect.

She had seen Lin Cuihua chasing and beating An Guoping with a broom.

An Ning slipped away, so An Sancheng naturally didn't say anything.

An Ning, who slipped out, lifted the curtain and went to the yard to have a look.

In the yard, An Guoqing was chopping firewood, and An Guoping was supposed to be reading in the house.

For a moment, An Ning felt that she had nothing to do.

I can't work in the field, and I can't do the mountain or greenhouse plan because of the heavy snow.

An Ning, who was bored, walked out of the yard and walked along the swept road.

"It's snowing again."

An Ning stretched out a hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

The snowflakes drifted denser and denser, and fell bigger and bigger. An Ning was ready to go home.

"drive---"

"Drive—drive—"

Snowflakes flew out, and a figure came riding something from the wind and snow.

It gives people a sense of sight of a chivalrous man in the wind and snow, personable, and returning from riding a horse.

"Jiang Xia?"

An Ning called out in uncertainty.

"Woo——"

Jiang Xia pulled a simple homemade rein, her voice a little nervous.

"peaceful?"

"Why are you nervous? Did the horse come from an illegal channel?"

An Ning took a few steps forward, and finally saw Jiang Xia and his mount clearly in the snow.

a little short...

After seeing it clearly, An Ning put one hand on her waist and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha---"

"Jiang Xia, where did you find the pig!"

(End of this chapter)