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Chapter 88 Set up a tent

Xiao Ningning appeared out of nowhere and said in a weird voice: "Song Qingyou, you really thought that there is a place. This place has been drought for three years, and the county magistrate has not found a water source. How can you still find it? "

Song Qingyou snorted coldly: "Xiao Ningning, why are you everywhere? Do you still think you are not annoying enough?"

Xiao Ningning's eyes were about to burst, and she glared at her fiercely: "Anyway, you can't find the water source."

"If you can find a source of water, I will twist off your head and play it as a ball for you!"

Song Qing was amused: "Xiao Ningning, are you addicted to betting with me? Don't you think your death is not miserable enough?"

"You..." Xiao Ningning glared at Song Qingyou fiercely and was about to curse when Xiao Yiran grabbed her arm.

She said aggrievedly: "Brother, Song Qingyou bullied me, you have to make the decision for me."

Xiao Yiran glared at her coldly and said, "Have you caused too many things in the past few days?"

"Hurry up and go back!"

Xiao Ningning suddenly felt like a child who made a mistake, looked at Xiao Yiran with aggrieved eyes, couldn't say a word, lost the arrogance just now,

Xiao Yiran turned around and smiled gently at Song Qingyou.

The hairs on Song Qingyou's hair stood on end. He was smiling like this, and it was definitely up to him.

However, Xiao Yiran didn't say anything, just smiled and left, leaving her at a loss.

He seemed to be showing his respect.

This idea popped up in her mind, she immediately denied it, and even shocked herself with goosebumps.

Song Qingyou directed people to set up tents and now set up the tents.

The wood found was cut into long strips and inserted into the ground one by one.

People had never seen it before, and Song Qingyou taught them with an absolutely suppressed attitude, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Xiao Ningning said in a vicious voice: "After this step, what do we have to do? Spread the fabric?"

Song Qingyou thought deeply: "I made this to prevent the water from losing too quickly."

Xiao Ningning laughed and said: "No one has seen what you did. Only you know how to do it. If you fail to meet the county magistrate's small request in the end, we will all share the blame with you."

After her tinkering, several people around threw away the tools in their hands and went to rest in a shady place.

A triumphant smile flashed across Xiao Ningning's face, she raised her chin and said triumphantly: "Song Qingyou, the attention is your own idea, of course you have to solve it yourself."

A few officials gathered around the outside and did not come forward. They were used to the frequent internal strife among the exiles.

The master went home for lunch. When he came back, he found that people were on strike collectively.

He asked Song Qingyou: "What's going on here? Why are you so good, if you say you don't do it, you don't do it?"

Xiao Ningning said aggrievedly: "Master, she always makes us work, but what is this for? I have never heard of setting up tents for crops."

Several people around also echoed: "Miss Song's method is definitely not good, let's stop messing around with it, let's stay where it is cool."

The master said to Song Qingyou with a cold face: "Don't miss the matter of the county magistrate."

Song Qingyou nodded again and again: "Master, please don't worry, I won't miss the magistrate."

Several people were sitting in the shade, motionless, and Song Qingyou's head hurt from watching.

Xiao Ningning is a shit-stirring stick, she should have given a larger amount of medicine that night!
"Miss Song is very capable, she can do it herself." Xiao Ningning said angrily.

Tang Yulian also gave Song Qingyou a blank look: "Everyone has been working with you for several days without knowing why, so why don't you express anything?"

Song Qingyou was amused by this shameless mother and daughter: "It's really strange, you are working for the yamen and sharing the worries of the county magistrate, why don't you go to the county magistrate to express?"

"If it wasn't for you, everyone would just grow beans here honestly, so we don't have to work so hard to set up tents."

One person spoke leisurely, his tone full of dissatisfaction with Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou knew in his heart that he and this group of people were exiles, but he could command them above them.

These people's hearts are unbalanced.

"Miss Song, it's not that we won't do it for you, but you always tell us what we do for you, right?"

"It's just that if I don't do it right in the future and I get killed by you, I won't even know how I died."

Xiao Yishu said softly: "Putting a tent in the field has the effect of moisturizing and keeping the crops warm."

"Let's put it this way, this guy doesn't even have a tent. He built one in the fields first. This guy will definitely be unhappy."

"Isn't this treating people like cattle?"

Song Qingyou raised the corners of her lips and said, "As long as everyone finishes this job, how about we set up our own tent in the field?"

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Master and asked, "Master, what do you think?"

The master stroked his beard, cleared his throat, and was about to say something when Song Qingyou said first: "When the time comes, you and the magistrate will come to check and have a place to rest."

The master nodded, his small eyes sparkling, and he said with a smile: "You are still sensible."

When no one was around, Song Qingyou took out a few plastic sheets from the space. She remembered that these were used to make insulating greenhouses for crops.

What she wants to do now is similar to the insulation Dapeng.

Seeing that the shelf was almost finished, Song Qingyou took out the plastic sheet and asked everyone to spread a layer of this on the shelf.

"What is this?" The master's eyes widened and he looked at the thing in front of him in surprise.

Song Qingyou explained: "This is the quilt of crops."

"Not only that, but this thing is also waterproof and windproof." As he spoke, Song Qingyou held it up for the master to demonstrate.

The master lifted it up and said pleasantly: "This thing is still transparent, where did it come from?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "I found it in a dilapidated farmer's house."

"Then you take us to look for it again?"

Song Qingyou looked sad and said, "What a coincidence, Master, there are only so many, so I was asked to bring them all."

The master had no doubt that he was there, and he and Song Qingyou directed everyone to work together.

There was a trace of jealousy in Xiao Ningning's eyes. She dug hard with her nails, only to find a hole in it.

"Song Qingyou! What are you, you love it too much, don't you?" She said angrily.

Song Qingyou walked over and saw a long scratch on it. She grabbed Xiao Ningning's hand and said, "You have delayed the county magistrate's affairs. Even if you have ten heads, you can't chop it off."

Xiao Ningning blinked and pretended to be brave and said, "Don't scare me! What the hell is this! No one has ever seen it before!"

(End of this chapter)