After the pig grass was beaten, Jiang Weimin didn't say anything about leaving.

Leng was waiting for Zhao Xiangyun to have enough rest and stop breathing before he began to carry pig grass.

He picked a load by himself and pulled two sacks of pig grass on his hand.

Zhao Xiangyun accidentally became the empty handed one.

"Why don't you give me a bag?" Zhao Xiangyun said.

As soon as her voice fell, Jiang Weimin pointed to the machete he had put aside. "Help me to hold it. Don't lose it!"

"Ah? Good Zhao Xiangyun squatted down and picked up the machete on the ground.

Jiang Weimin carried it on his shoulder and seemed to be panting a little. Zhao Xiangyun held two scythes and still felt very tired.

She asked a lot, "Jiang Weimin, when will the snatch end?"

Autumn harvest, seed is not over, she had nothing to do, had to come to do a few days of work.

In fact, doing this kind of hard work is not the best way to lose weight. We must have targeted practice.

"Soon! These days in the rice, wheat! Wait... " At this point, Jiang Weimin suddenly stopped.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the tractor of the brigade to come, help to pull the collected rice and wheat to the threshing field, and then arrange people to transplant the rice seedlings." Jiang Weimin road.

When he said that, Zhao Xiangyun felt that he knew more about the things in the fields than Zhao Xiangyun, a real countryman.

When it comes to tractors, Zhao Xiangyun has made great efforts.

In this age, tractors are rare.

In her last life, when she was studying, she saw the posters of that era. People who drive tractors are respected. People around her look at the tractor drivers with envy.

And at that time, there were female tractor drivers, which were just like sweet cakes.

Zhao Xiangyun tried to mobilize the memory of the tractor driver in the brigade.

It turns out to be a pity that the original owner doesn't care about those things at all.

She only cares about what she eats at every meal, what Su Xinghua does, and whether she likes her.

In a word The original owner knows everything about Su Xinghua.

As for the others

It's a complete blank.

Zhao Xiangyun helpless at the same time, can only say that the original master blind.

To Su Xinghua's heart and lung, he finally came to a tragic death.

Thinking of Su Xinghua's good deeds, Zhao Xiangyun doesn't have a good face.

She felt that her performance was very obvious, not only for him, but also for that dream.

Her attitude is to let them not provoke her, let alone get close to her.

But it seems that every time things go against one's wishes, they always encounter each other by chance, and they are always stuck with one another.

Just think so, Zhao Xiangyun did not expect that she and Jiang Weimin "ran into" Su Xinghua again.

This time, unlike before, Su Xinghua looked at Zhao Xiangyun with something he couldn't see at ordinary times.

And Zhao Xiangyun also found that Su Xinghua seemed to be embarrassed.

"Xiangyun, we Can we talk? This time I really want to talk with you, before It was all my fault Su Xinghua Road.

"I have nothing to talk to you about!" Zhao Xiangyun refused directly.

Intuition told her that Su Xinghua came to her at this time, absolutely nothing good.

She doesn't want to take care of herself.

"Xiangyun Before I was wrong, I despised you, but I But I used to be a victim! You can understand, you suddenly come to a strange place, but be a stranger Strangers like, and keep invading your life, you feel at a loss, do not know how to do it Su Xinghua looked at Zhao Xiangyun, eyes, even a little more affectionate.

Zhao Xiangyun smoked from the corner of his mouth.

I hate Su Xinghua's sudden affection.

In addition, Jiang Weimin is still there, and she feels that the whole person is not happy.

"First of all, this is not a strange place. You grew up here, but later you went to school and left here!

Secondly, if you think you are a victim, you should stay away from me instead of appearing in front of me twice or three times at a time! Su Xinghua, you can rest assured that I, Zhao Xiangyun, keep my word. If you don't come near me in the future, I will never come near you! "

Zhao Xiangyun actually wants to say something worse.

But when Jiang Weimin was there, she always felt that she couldn't let go.

She thinks it's because Jiang Weimin is handsome.

Women want to keep some image in front of handsome men.

"Xiangyun, that's not what I mean. I..." Su Xinghua said here, suddenly stopped.

He looked at Jiang Weimin, "Comrade Jiang, I have something to say with Xiang Yun. Can you leave first?"

Jiang Weimin's steps pause, subconsciously looking at Zhao Xiangyun.

"It's not a matter of shame what to go! If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't have me, you'll leave! " Zhao Xiangyun said.Her cruel words stunned Su Xinghua for a few seconds.

His face immediately showed an injured expression, "Xiangyun..."

"Call me Comrade Zhao!" Zhao Xiangyun kindly reminded.

"But you used to let me call you Xiangyun!" Su Xinghua was a bit reluctant.

"The past is the past, the present is the present! Comrade Su, please don't live in a dream

Zhao Xiangyun has enough poisonous tongue to speak.

But Su Xinghua didn't move. She didn't leave or let her leave.

Little temper a little bit up, Zhao Xiangyun simply looked at Jiang Weimin, "Jiang Weimin, you go to the front and wait for me, I want to have a good break with Comrade Su today, break clear!"

She doesn't have so much time to accompany Su Xinghua.

Or if you don't do it, you can solve it all at once.

Although he let himself go, Jiang Weimin didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He felt that Zhao Xiangyun needed time to solve the problem.

When Jiang Weimin left, Zhao Xiangyun's last perfunctory smile also converged.

She clasped her hands and asked straight to the point, "come on, what do you want from me? Just say, don't deal with those fake things!"

"Xiangyun, I'm not..." Su Xinghua looked at Zhao Xiangyun in amazement, as if he didn't believe it. Such heartless words came from Zhao Xiangyun's mouth.

"If you don't say it again, I'll go!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

At this time, Su Xinghua clenched his teeth. He seemed to be a little embarrassed, and he seemed to have some difficulties.

"Xiangyun, you Can you lend me some food? " Su Xinghua asked.

There is still some time to go before the production team can divide the grain.

Su Xinghua's grain has reached the bottom.

It's not just his, it's not his.

At present, he has two people's rations on his back, so he has to face down and find someone to borrow enough rations for the production team.

No matter coarse grain or fine grain, all right!

"What?" Zhao Xiangyun suspected that he had auditory hallucination.

"Xiangyun, you Can you lend me some food? I I'll give it back to you soon! "

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