passionate youth

Chapter 5

The two went to the production team.

Miao Hexiang smiled and said, "If you hadn't had a big appetite, you would have married a wife long ago."

"I don't deny this, that's why I want to ask you for help!" Jiang Pingan said with a smirk.

"It was okay before, but now I'm 23, young people are very angry, life is hard at night!"

"Bah, bah, bah! Did you see that I am soft-tempered, so you dare to be so presumptuous?"

Miao Hexiang's scalp was numb, her face was flushed, she stomped her feet, and trotted away.

After running not far, he looked back again, for fear that Jiang Ping'an would catch up.

"Hahaha..." Jiang Ping'an laughed out loud, and said:
"Sister-in-law Miao, why are you running away? This kind of thing is about your affection and I will, can I still bully you?"

Miao Hexiang stopped in her tracks, curled her lips and said, "You have no good intentions, I will stay away from you in the future."

That being said, she still waited for Jiang Ping'an all the way.

This kind of flirting has never happened to Miao Hexiang.

When she married Luo Manzi, she met through a blind date.

After getting married, they just live their lives together, and then they are flat, with rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, without passion.

Now that Jiang Ping'an teased her like this, she was shy and timid.

He wanted to really ignore Jiang Ping'an, but he was a little bit reluctant to part with the wonderful feeling of being pursued.

Of course, the main reason was that Jiang Ping'an was tall, strong, handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a good character.

Otherwise, Miao Hexiang wouldn't want to refuse and welcome, and other people would have cursed coldly.

"Hey, you can hide from the monk, but you can also hide from the temple?"

Jiang Pingan stepped forward, smiled and patted her butt lightly.

"We are neighbors on the left and right, and the houses are next to each other. If you look up and look down, let me see where you are hiding?"

Miao Hexiang shuddered, blushing blood, gritted her teeth, and scolded, "You're presumptuous!"

"If you do this again, I... I'll ignore you!"

After speaking, he was a little angry, twisted his waist, turned his back to Jiang Ping'an, but rubbed the sole of his foot vigorously on the ground.

Jiang Pingan laughed, touched her waist with his elbow, and whispered:

"Don't be angry, do you see what I brought you?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand in front of her, and unfolded his palm, revealing a steaming egg.

"Give it to me?" Miao Hexiang gave him a surprised look.

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the egg, curled his mouth slightly, and whispered, "You still have a little conscience."

"Eat it quickly, this thing is precious, so make up for it."

Jiang Pingan spoke softly, and gently hooked the fingers of one of her hands.

Miao Hexiang tugged her hands lightly, and said shyly:

"It's been seen by others, and besides, you're pulling me, how can I peel off the shell?"

"You mean, if no one sees, I can hold your hand?"

Jiang Ping'an hit the snake with a stick and said with a smirk.

"That's a beautiful idea! How can there be such a good thing if you want to take advantage of me with an egg?"

Miao Hexiang grinned, pursed her mouth, withdrew her hand, took the egg and smashed and peeled it on the handle of the hoe.

Jiang Pingan smiled, dug a small hole by the side of the road, and reminded: "Throw the eggshells here and bury them."

Miao Hexiang followed suit, peeling off the shell of the egg and throwing it into the pit.

Then he took a small bite of the clean egg, looked at Jiang Ping'an with beautiful eyes, and said curiously:
"Do you often eat eggs in secret? Your two hens lay a lot of eggs every month, right?"

"Nonsense, I can't bear to eat eggs." Jiang Pingan buried the pit and replied with a smile.

"Now there is no food to feed the chickens, so they lay fewer eggs. Didn't you see that my chickens are so thin that they only have bones?"

"The salt I usually smoke, drink, and eat all point to two chickens laying eggs."

"Today I'll cook you an egg specially because I care about you, but I don't have it often, so don't be greedy!"

When Miao Hexiang heard the words, she nodded slightly while eating the eggs, and said with a smile:
"Thank you, Ping An, I haven't eaten eggs for more than half a year, and I almost forgot what eggs taste like."

She also knew exactly what happened to Jiang Ping'an's three chickens.

So she was pleasantly surprised to get an egg today, but also very sweet in her heart.

I like the feeling of being cared for.

At least, when Luo Manzi has something delicious to eat, he only thinks about himself.

Then I thought of Widow Lu, and finally I thought of her.

An egg was finished quickly, and Miao Hexiang's mood suddenly sank when she thought of Luo Manzi.

She gritted her teeth, and said to Jiang Pingan angrily:

"You invite me to eat eggs. When I come back at noon, I promise you to hold my hand for a while."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, his ears were so red that he blushed, and he didn't dare to look up at Jiang Ping'an.

"Don't wait for noon, just let me pull for a while."

Jiang Pingan smiled, walked to her side, and grabbed her hand to play with.

"It's not good for people to see." Miao Hexiang pulled back subconsciously.

Then stopped again, letting Jiang Ping'an hold her hand.

But he looked around very nervously, for fear of being seen.

It was still early, and the two of them were not in a hurry to go to the production team. They stood there holding hands, not talking.

Jiang Pingan looked at Miao Hexiang with a smirk on his face, with an oval face and naturally fair skin.

Even if I do farm work a lot, I can't get tanned, at most I get rosy.

Her eyes were large and bright, with fluttering eyelashes and arched eyebrows.

The nose is like a drop of water, exquisite and exquisite, full of natural texture and three-dimensional beauty.

A small cherry-like mouth, fat and shiny, tender and tender.

After about half a minute.

"Can you stop staring at me?" Miao Hexiang took a deep breath, dodged her eyes, and whispered through gritted teeth.

Jiang Ping'an answered irrelevantly, squeezed her palm, and said with a smile, "Your palms are sweating!"

"Get out of the way, you just like to see my jokes!" Miao Hexiang scolded, turning her head away with puffed cheeks.

Then he whispered: "Let's not delay, we are going to work soon, it's not good to be late."

"It's early, at least [-]% of the people who go now have not arrived." Jiang Pingan replied with a smile.

Miao Hexiang pouted, and said with a slight smile, "By the way, you seem to have a junior high school education, right? A cultured person!"

"Why are you so obsessed with farming? No matter how bad you are, you can go to a village-run primary school as a teacher!"

"Even if you don't become a teacher, with your solid foundation in Shangshui Village, you can still be a captain or deputy captain, right?"

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "It's fine to be a teacher, I'm afraid that I will mistake my students."

"As for running for captain or vice-captain, I'd like to, but I'm too young and have little qualifications. Let's see later!"

The tenth production team in Shangshui Village, Dongjiazhuang Commune has more than 30 households with more than 150 people.

The production team is the most grass-roots first-level organization. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

There are captains, deputy captains, female captains, accountants, custodians and other management personnel.

The production team leader is elected by the team members sent by the brigade.

It must be of good background and firm political thinking.

He has rich crop planting experience, management level and leadership ability, as well as mass prestige.

The captain's official position is not big, but his power is not small.

In addition to being responsible to the commune and brigade at the top, and responsible to all members at the bottom.

There is also the right to recommend personnel such as recruitment, schooling, and military enlistment, as well as the right to evaluate and review political performance.

For a period of time, the seal of the production captain is also a checkpoint that changes a person's life.

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(End of this chapter)