Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

An Ning left on a bicycle. Rhubarb and Go stood side by side, watching An Ning for a long way.

When An Ning's back gradually disappeared, the two dogs glanced at each other with disgust, one south and one north, and left back to back, one aloof and the other arrogant.

At this time, An Ning rode the bicycle very fast all the way, and arrived at Mr. Feng Shui's house not long after.

From the moment she entered the neighboring village, when the people in the village saw her, they all avoided her, as if they had seen the plague.

An Ning didn't understand at first, but later she knew.

People believe in feng shui, but are afraid of feng shui.

Just after a special period, many people have done some bad things to Mr. Feng Shui.

No one will say how scared they are, because these fears have turned into blatant disgust, and even the children of the next generation are told that the people in this family are not good.

Parents will tell them that if they are good people, how can they have no one around them?

Children's views of right and wrong are black and white, they are cute and cruel.

Because they don't know if it's right or wrong to do so, they're just doing what the grown-ups tell them.

"Little lunatic!"

"Beat her!"

"Throw a stone at her!"

A bicycle was snaked out by An Ning.

Recently, every time An Ning came over, she was "welcome" by the children.

It was hard for her to imagine how Mr. Feng Shui would be treated.

With a "squeak" sound, the bicycle drifted again after being braked by An Ning.

The rear wheels kicked up a cloud of dust, which precisely blew towards the children.

"what----"

"Bah, bah, bah——"

An Ning is not used to these children's problems, she shouted loudly: "I tell you, my bicycle is very valuable, if you smash it to me, you will lose money."

"Go home and ask, do you have any money to compensate?"

"Also, my head is also valuable. Whoever hurts me, I will go to that house and lie down. I will eat your family's food and eggs every day. I will eat you poor!"

An Ning spoke viciously, with an arrogant and domineering expression, which really frightened a group of children.

Although they don't know much, but bicycles are expensive, and they can't eat an egg for several days, they still know.

An Ning looked at the children who had calmed down, got on the bike with a cold snort, and rode away slowly. Not only did she ride slowly, but she also yelled, "Hit me if you have the ability!"

"come here now!"

"There's nowhere to eat!"

Under the angry eyes of the children, An Ning arrived at Mr. Feng Shui's house.

At this moment, An Ning was even more unhappy.

The gate of Mr. Feng Shui's house was covered with yellow mud.

Don't doubt it, it's yellow mud.

Because excrement is a treasure in the eyes of the villagers, the children don't bother to get it.

An Ning pushed open the gate with the front wheel, and when she turned around, she bared her teeth at a group of children.

"If you dare to make trouble and bully people again, I will go to your house for dinner!"

After fooling the children, An Ning kicked with one leg, and the door was closed.

The yard is very small, only a dilapidated mud house.

Mr. Feng Shui came out of the house, looking helplessly and warmly at An Ning who vented her anger for her.

"I'm restless."

An Ning rolled her eyes speechlessly, parked her bicycle with a click, and said arrogantly to Mr. Feng Shui, "Don't educate me, I'm not your apprentice."

Mr. Feng Shui lowered his head and laughed, and agreed: "You are right, please come inside, my friend."

An Ning walked into Mr. Feng Shui's room with a few steps. In the small room, except for a table on the kang, there were all kinds of books.

But apart from these books, the bare walls are not enough to describe Mr. Feng Shui's poverty.

"I don't understand. You have read so many Fengshui. The few times my family gave you enough red envelopes. But how come you are still so poor in your life?"

An Ning skillfully pulled a bench over and sat on it.

Mr. Feng Shui remained silent, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said mysteriously: "I will tell you."

An Ning rolled her eyes again, and said in a nonchalant manner, "Have you noticed, I have dedicated all my eyes to you."

"I always play with these mysterious things, wouldn't it be better to explain it earlier?"

"If it's like the one in the novel, people will only have one breath left. How many words can you say? Don't you miss all the important things."

An Ning chattered non-stop, but Mr. Feng Shui still kept silent. He just calmly picked up a book and began to explain.

Once Mr. Feng Shui spoke, An Ning stopped interrupting and listened quietly.

One speaks, the other listens.

The whole room was filled with the sound of reading quietly, nothing else.

An Ning memorized every word the husband said, and the husband tried his best to explain his every sentence and every opinion.

Seriously, time always passed quickly, and Mr. Feng Shui stopped because An Ning's stomach was growling.

An Ning patted her stomach and said, "I came here after eating a lot in the morning."

She spoke very seriously, making Mr. Feng Shui laugh.

"I know, come here today."

An Ning stood up from the bench. After looking around, she didn't find anything to eat, so she simply walked to the narrow kitchen.

"You just eat this?"

There are only two black buns.

"It's already good, little friend, let's go."

It's the same again, An Ning doesn't like charades the most.

"Let's go, let's go."

An Ning really left.

She left Mr. Feng Shui's house on a bicycle, and she was not in a very good mood along the way.

What is it for a person with real ability to suffer here?
He obviously has the ability to live a good life, but he wants to live a hard life?

It's not that An Ning has never sent food, but every time she sent something, Mr. Feng Shui gave it to other people.

She has been told many times not to send any more.

An Ning really didn't give away anymore, because Mr. Feng Shui doesn't eat it, he must eat the black noodles, just hard corn buns.

Along the way, the more An Ning thought about it, the more depressed she became.

The depressed mood entered the village, and it hasn't improved yet.

With a stomach full of depression, she went up the mountain with a machete.

On the mountain, An Ning walked farther and deeper, and gradually walked into the deep mountain.

Bold people with high arts skills are the true portrayal of An Ning.

She wasn't afraid, she just kept walking and slowly climbed to the top of a mountain.

Seeing the scenery of a small mountain made her find a trace of peace in her heart.

An Ning sat on a rock on the top of the mountain and looked down.

Feel depressed, let go.

"Sure enough, I can't do this job. I look like this, which should be what Mr. said."

An Ning breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the big rock, looked up at the blue sky, and closed her eyes in relaxation.

"Farming still suits me."

"Aww——"

"Aww—————"

With a whimper, An Ning sat up abruptly, holding the hatchet tightly.

"Wolf?"