Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Uncle Guan and Accountant Zhao looked at each other.

One is a veteran who has walked through the grass and climbed the snow-capped mountains, and the other is a senior high school senior who has seen the ups and downs.

Both of them were very sure that when Xiao Su first saw Lin Yatou, she was angry.

They both planned to help Lin Nianhe say something nice, but unexpectedly, this girl only used one word and one movement, and the cold-faced Xiao Su instantly eased her expression, just like her own big wolf dog.

For a moment, the two of them showed meaningful smiles in unison.

Being able to be coaxed by such a simple sentence puts the girl on the tip of her heart.

Lin Nianhe ignored the eyes of the two people behind, and asked Su Yuncheng with a small face: "Brother Yuncheng, which room do you live in the captain's uncle's house? I'll get you some clothes and a raincoat. will get sick."

Su Yuncheng drank the brown sugar ginger water that Lin Nianhe poured, even though he knew it was made from a pot, it still felt sweeter than what Wen Lan gave him when he was in the field.

He said: "No, don't run out, I used to lie down in the snow all night, and the rain is not a big deal."

Because he was going to tell Uncle Guan a story just now, Lin Nianhe couldn't help thinking of Su Yuncheng being captured by the enemy alone.

Su Yuncheng never had a chance to finish that story, and Lin Nianhe still recalls the tragic picture of him being abused and beaten but never letting go, and every time he thinks about it, his heart aches.

Now I hear him say that he once spent a night in the snow...

In an instant, the drenched wolfdog covered all the auras.

Lin Nianhe was so distressed that his eye circles were red, and he felt that he could still see Su Yuncheng because of God's special care.

She wrinkled her nose and said, "Isn't that impossible? How can you not pay attention to your body if conditions permit?"

His voice was stained with crying, and it sounded extraordinarily soft.

This was the first time that Su Yuncheng saw Lin Nianhe's eyes turn red.

Alone in a foreign land, she did not cry;

Life is hard, she didn't cry;

On the line of life and death, she didn't cry.

But she shed tears because of him.

Su Yuncheng panicked immediately, he wiped off the mud on his hands, and wiped her tears in a hurry: "Don't cry, Nianhe, don't go out, I listen to you, I'll go back and change clothes, okay?"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

It's over, she seems to have a fever.

The temperature is soaring a bit fast!

My heart was also beating rapidly... this time I was really sick.

Su Yuncheng had no experience in coaxing girls, so he could only clumsily wipe Lin Nianhe's tears, repeating those few words over and over again.

Lin Nianhe recited "color is emptiness" [-] times in his heart, and then he managed to calm down.

She lowered her eyes and stopped looking at Su Yuncheng, raised her hand and gently pushed him, sniffed and said, "Then why are you still standing there, hurry up, remember to wear a raincoat."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Su Yuncheng was sweating profusely, and rushed into the rain in a hurry, even forgetting to take the pole.

Lin Nianhe looked at his back and smiled.

She didn't turn around until she could no longer see him, swinging the towel and intending to continue working as a manual drying bucket.

As a result, when she turned around, she saw that Uncle Guan and Accountant Zhao were not working anymore, each holding a handful of melon seeds, and looking at her playfully.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Could these two people not know how to work without her?
How can you be so normal when you are old?

Tsk, the warehouse team would have to leave without her.

Lin Nianhe's cheeks were slightly red, and she went back to her small bench in silence, rubbing her head on the corn.

"Girl Lin, Xiao Su is still very good, you have to cherish it, don't lose your temper."

"Look, he works here with no salary, no work points, what is he trying to do? Isn't it because he is afraid that you will complain if you can't finish the job, so he came here to help!"

"Although it is said that there are autumn harvest holidays in the city, he is not from the countryside."

"I've been watching all these days. Xiao Su's work is really unambiguous, and she is no worse than the boys in our village."

"But you two can't rush to get married. You are an educated youth. If you get married here, you will automatically leave your status as an educated youth, and you will not be able to return to the capital in the future."

"Girl, did you hear what we said?"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

She was just fascinated by the color, but they all thought of marriage for her.

It's really... heavy love.

Lin Nianhe, who was always able to chat, didn't know what to say at this moment.

It's not that the topic is bad, but that the friends are wrong!

If Aunt Wang or Principal Wu told her these things, she would be able to chat along the way, but the two of them...

Lin Nianhe opened his mouth again and again, pondering back and forth for a long time, and finally said dryly: "I heard it, I remember it, I understand."

Uncle Guan was still a little worried, he stared into her eyes and asked, "Did you really hear that?"

"I did hear you."

"Really remember?"

"I really remember."

"I really understand..."

"Uncle, I have a question to ask you." Lin Nianhe hurriedly interrupted him.

Uncle Guan subconsciously asked, "What's the matter?"

What's wrong with Lin Nianhe?She looked around, caught a glimpse of the heavy rain outside the door, and asked, "This rain is so fast, it shouldn't last long, right? Can't we wait until the weather clears before harvesting corn?"

When it came to farming issues, Uncle Guan instantly forgot about the person the younger generation was talking to.

He frowned unconsciously, and asked without answering, "Do you know when the rain will stop?"

Lin Nianhe blinked: "I don't know, don't they all say that people of the older generation can estimate it by looking at the rain?"

"Xiao Lin," Accountant Zhao interjected, "Empiricism is the most deceptive thing. Narrow personal experience is not the universal truth. You should have learned all this in politics class, right?"

Lin Nianhe: "Uh, I have learned..." Right?

Uncle Guan took up the conversation and continued: "It's easy to say if it can stop, but what if it doesn't stop when it rains continuously? How much will you lose when the corn seedlings are soaked in the ground? It's the end of the year, you can't gamble."

Lin Nianhe nodded slowly, understood.

It's not that they can't speculate on weather changes, but even if they speculate, they don't dare to bet on the possibility of a sunny day.

They will prepare for the worst, just to ensure the maximum harvest.

Lin Nianhe pursed his lips, looked at the yellow corn cobs on the ground, and fell into deep thought.

She was thinking wildly when Su Yuncheng came back.

He changed his clothes and was wearing a black raincoat. He had come to pick up the pole and the basket.

He also washed his hands, stuffed a piece of white rabbit toffee into Lin Nianhe's mouth, and took out the coat hidden under the raincoat and put it on her shoulders.

"If you feel uncomfortable, say it in time, don't hold on." He instructed.

"Yeah." Lin Nianhe smiled with candy in his mouth.

Su Yuncheng exchanged some polite words with Uncle Guan and Accountant Zhao, and then left with the pole and bamboo basket.

As soon as Lin Nianhe raised his head, as expected, the two of them looked at him playfully again.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Sure enough, it is human instinct to eat melons.