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Chapter 92 Why are there so many people! (Please subscribe)

Today is the official day to go to the market. All men, women and children from ten miles and eight villages are out in force. The road from Ermajia to Durki Commune is full of people!
Sun Jianping was also surprised. He never knew that there were so many people in the small Durji Commune!
Carriages one after another were galloping happily on the fields after the snow. The men, who had been holding back for half a winter, rounded their whips and made a series of whip whistles like a competition. The horses in the carriage were also infected by this atmosphere and ran forward, causing the pedestrians on the roadside to scream one after another.

The bay-red horse was also a little restless, and Sun Jianping had to pull the horse's reins to calm down its excitement.

The weather was so nice, there was no wind at all, and the old storks on the trees were squawking and flying over everyone's heads.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Duerji Commune was already crowded. Sun Jianping was sitting on the edge of the carriage. He turned around and looked behind him. Oh my god, it was so dark and full of people!

"Uncle, have you seen our charisma?" Sun Jianping raised his eyebrows and smiled at Lao Cao.

Lao Cao also laughed, "I also said that because we were rushing to this episode, we almost lost our lives!"

The bay horse also started to meow, and it was excited to see so many companions pulling the cart together today!

No wonder literati always use words such as "people shouting and horses neighing" and "people cheering and horses explode" when describing lively scenes. Not only people are happy when going to the market, but even the horses can join in the excitement.

"Look at the seven teams of horses, how well fed they are, and how fat and strong they are!" A familiar rider in Yuweizi Village said with envy as he drove a mule cart past. .

"The horses in your team have eaten chemical fertilizers. They are all smooth and slippery. They are so damn energetic!" The villagers on the mule cart also followed suit.

"Haha, that's all thanks to our young stableboys!" Lao Cao smiled and patted Sun Jianping on the shoulder. A smile broke out on his old face. When he went to the market today, he had eight carriages pulled out and loaded with The whole village, old and young, came together to open their eyes!

After being praised by the villagers, the bay-red horse snorted, lowered its head, swung its four long legs, and ran forward with all its energy!

Sun Jianping had to pull the reins of the horse to make this guy slow down. We'll see what you do when he loses his strength later!
"Uncle, what will happen later?"

Sun Jianping asked in a low voice. They were not the only ones sitting on the carriage. Roe deer meat, rice cake candy, and maltose were all pressed under the corn stalks on the carriage!
"You will see mine later!"

Lao Cao is full of confidence.

The weather is very sunny, and the roofs are blue. From far away, you can see a layer of steaming heat hanging over Durki Commune. In the smoke and dust, you can hear the roar of cows and horses, the laughter of adults greeting each other, and the noise of children. It formed a noisy music that spread in all directions, attracting more villagers to join in.

New Year!
The farmers who have worked hard for a year can only relax their tense nerves a little on this day, greet each other politely with relatives and friends who come from all over the country to go to the market, count the few banknotes and receipts in their pockets, and bite the back of their hands. Ya, use your astute mind as a mathematician to make calculations and buy one or two things to prove that you are really here to beat this episode.

"Huh..." Sun Jianping stopped the carriage and looked at the dense crowd in front of him. He took off his hat and scratched his head with some distress.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the banners pulled up on both sides of the road, a series of large red papers, which was the "Dulki Commune Ideological Propaganda Report and Winter Material Exchange Meeting."

These words...

Not only was it written by a great master, but it was written crookedly, which made him, the "successor of Wei stele style," feel a little ridiculous.

He turned to look at Lao Cao, "Uncle Cao, how about we..."

"Why are there so many people!" Lao Cao was also very surprised. He completely underestimated people's enthusiasm for this big show! I have never seen such a lively scene when I went to the market in previous years!
He took out his tobacco bag and pressed a pot of crushed tobacco leaves first, "Don't be anxious, you stay here and I'll go and check the wind."

After speaking, the old man held his pipe in his mouth, walked away and squeezed into the crowd with long strides, and disappeared into the bustling crowd in three or two strokes.

Sun Jianping also unloaded the bay-red horse and pulled a dry rag to wipe the sweat from the horse's body. The so-called horse is made of paper like a bronze mule, an iron donkey, and this kind of big animal is very delicate and must not be taken care of carefully.

The bay-red horse stood there, snorting a series of times, quietly enjoying its master's service. After a while, it became agitated again, and put its big head into the pocket of Sun Jianping's cotton coat, asking for black beans.

"Jianping is here!" Sun Jianping just took out a handful of black beans and handed it to the horse's mouth. From a distance, he saw Director Shang from the grain depot coming. Since he saved his son last time, Director Shang has been making noises every time they meet. To repay him.

"Uncle Shang." Sun Jianping didn't have much favorable impressions of this person. He originally saved his youngest son out of a normal person's instinct. He greeted Director Shang politely, and Director Shang smiled, "You are here to go to the market. Already?"

"Well, let's follow the villagers and take a look."

"Very good, very good. You should be busy first. When the gathering is over, you can go to the grain depot to find me. I have been saying thank you to you, but I have never had the chance..."

After Director Shang finished speaking, he turned around and left. Sun Jianping curled his lips. He was not willing to step on Director Shang's favor.

He turned around and saw that the bay-red horse was glaring like black jewels and pouting like him!

"Are you looking for a fight?" Sun Jianping laughed and punched the horse twice. The bay-red horse chirped exaggeratedly, and the air was full of happiness.

There are more and more people. Farmers from all over the country are driving horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts, swarming in. People are crowded in front of the supply and marketing cooperative, and Li Xiuzhi and Cao Chungui are trying their best to suck milk. Only then did I squeeze to the front and spend 30 cents and an industrial coupon to buy a ladle for molten iron.

"I'm so exhausted!" Li Xiuzhi grabbed a scarf and wiped the sweat from her face, "Where are dad and Jianping?"

"Fuck, I've stepped on all my shoes..." Cao Chungui cursed and pulled the black cotton shoes over and put them on his feet, "Where can I find the two of them at this party? Hurry up and see what else you want to buy. I'll wait for you later. I can’t buy anything for a lot of money!”

"You protect me this time, I'll squeeze in, they can't be squeezed in!" Li Xiuzhi smoothed her messy hair, patted her husband's arm, and with high morale, she dove into the crowd again!
Lao Cao held his pipe in his mouth and walked around the small Durki commune. The commune was not big, with only two streets in total. Now they were all crowded with people. The common people who had not gone to the market in several years were exhausted. Yes, now I am seizing the opportunity to relax and risk my life to sneak into the street. I don’t know what fun things there are here.

Even if some people don't buy anything, they are still willing to get on the carriage and go out for a stroll, see the lively scene, and hear about the new things happening at home and abroad, inside and outside the team this year, as material for chatting while sitting on their own kangs in the long winter. .

"I'm sorry this supply and marketing cooperative is really brave. Look at how big this stall is..." Lao Cao passed by the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative with his hands behind his back and saw that people had put their containers outside. After a long walk, they had already been packed. The villagers who came to buy things were crowded around.

"Emma is really squeezed out!" Li Xiuzhi and his wife entered the supply and marketing cooperative for the second time. They were so crowded that they were sweating. They saw Lao Cao leisurely standing outside the crowd watching the fun and flaunting the things in his hands. "Dad, look, I'll buy it for you." Gloves!"

"My old daughter still feels sorry for me..." Lao Cao smiled, "Chungui, I see a big truck parked at the entrance of the commune. Maybe the propaganda team of No. 1 Heavy Industry Factory is here. You can sneak over there later. If it’s really them, come here and tell me.”

"Well, I didn't know dad!"

"I still have to buy a small whip for Xingwen!" Li Xiuzhi stamped her feet, led her husband, and squeezed into the crowd with hum!
(End of this chapter)