The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

Chapter 52
The porridge was cooked quickly, and Jiang Chen, Zhang Chunxi, and Jiang Yao sat around the small dining table and had breakfast.

The freshly cooked porridge was still very hot, Zhang Chunxi asked Jiang Yao while blowing, "Sister Yao, take out two soaked cowpeas from your jar and serve porridge."

Jiang Yao pursed her lips, "It's gone, they've eaten it up."

"Is there nothing left?"

"There are still a few pickled sea peppers."

Zhang Chunxi choked, "Well, soaking sea peppers is also fine, go and fish them out, this porridge is white and delicious."

After Jiang Yao put down her chopsticks and went to the kitchen, Jiang Chen, who had been silent all this time, said, "Where's the watch?"

Zhang Chunxi took a sip of porridge, his teeth were so hot that his mouth cracked, "It's hidden in my roof."

Jiang Chen thought for a while, "Go back after dinner and bring some clothes over here, and stay with me for the time being, so bring your watch by the way."

"It's worth it."

Zhang Chunxi slurped his porridge again, raised his head and said, "Give me the keys to the tricycle, and I'll ride the tricycle back and forth faster."

Jiang Chen threw him the keys in his pocket, and did not forget to remind him, "Be careful on the road."

Zhang Chunxi put the key in his pocket with a smile, "Don't worry about my skills."

"It doesn't matter if you die, don't let me break the tricycle."

Zhang Chunxi: "... I R, am I still a brother? My life is not as good as a tricycle?"

"Your life is worthless."

Heartbroken.

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The rice in the paddy fields has matured, and the heavy yellow ears of rice are hanging their heads, swaying left and right in the breeze.

Ruan Xiuxiu was wearing a straw hat and water shoes, holding a sickle in her hand, bending over to cut rice in the field, sweating profusely.

There is no gas in the countryside in this era, and the villagers are even more reluctant to spend money on coal cakes. They use firewood for cooking and boiling water. Corn stalks are firewood, and straw is also firewood.

Therefore, when cutting rice, you have to cut close to the root. This action requires you to bend your waist all the time. After cutting the rice one day, your waist will be so sore that you can't straighten it.

The harvested rice is placed neatly on the ground, and after harvesting, it is transported home and threshed with a threshing machine. The threshed straw is dried in the sun and then put into the woodshed for firewood.

This is what Ruan Xiuxiu does every day.

Fortunately, this is the last paddy field in the family. After harvesting this field, this year's autumn harvest will be over, and she can prepare to report to the university.

Imagining the wonderful life after entering university, Ruan Xiuxiu was full of energy, bent over and continued to work hard to cut rice.

Cutting and cutting, crop after crop, the rice in the paddy field shrunk visibly with the naked eye.

"Xiu Xiu!"

Suddenly someone yelled, Ruan Xiuxiu straightened up to catch her breath, and found that the person who called her was Fu Haixia.

Fu Haixia was wearing a water-red dress, a wine-red leather bag on her shoulders, and she also put on makeup. Her curled hair was draped behind her head, and she looked foreign and fashionable.

Fu Haixia's family has a large population, and the rice in the family was harvested two days ago, and they are going on blind dates in the past two days.

Look, no matter how much money an uneducated woman earns, she cannot avoid the fate of being a rural woman by marrying back to the countryside and facing the loess and the sky for the rest of her life.

Ruan Xiuxiu thought contemptuously, seeing Fu Haixia waving at her, she put down her sickle and walked over.

Before she got close, she smelled the perfume on Fu Haixia's body. It smelled like jasmine, but it smelled more advanced than jasmine. Ruan Xiuxiu couldn't help but took two deep breaths.

Fu Haixia stood on the field stalk, her skirt was blown by the wind, she looked at Ruan Xiuxiu's tanned face with sympathy.

"Haven't you finished confiscating the millet? There are so many people in your family, why did you come back to help alone, where is your mother and your brother?"

"The noodle shop is inseparable from people, and my brother is also helping in the noodle shop."

Ruan Xiuxiu didn't want to show her weakness in front of Fu Haixia, especially the way Fu Haixia looked at her, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You are so beautifully dressed today, what are you doing?"

Fu Haixia straightened her curly hair tousled by the wind, and said with a smile, "What else can I do, let's go on a blind date."

"How do you look?"

Although she looked down on Fu Haixia in her heart, Ruan Xiuxiu was also curious about who Fu Haixia's blind date was.

"It's okay, Zhou Bing in the town, you know Sarah."

Ruan Xiuxiu nodded, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Zhou Bing was two years older than them. He failed the college entrance examination and went to learn how to drive. Now he is driving a big truck.

Zhou Bing's parents are also capable. They opened a mutton restaurant in the town. Zhou's family was a well-known ten-thousand-dollar household a few years ago.

Fu Haixia was obviously very satisfied with Zhou Bing, and shared the details of the blind date with Ruan Xiuxiu eloquently.

Ruan Xiuxiu felt sour when she heard it, and kept comforting herself by saying that she was a college student, and she would definitely find a man with better conditions than Zhou Bing in the future.

After talking about Zhou Bing, Fu Haixia talked about part-time jobs.

"I'm leaving in two days, and I won't be back this year, Xiuxiu. In fact, it's not interesting to go to college. After reading it, you can become a teacher and earn dozens of dollars a month. You can't eat enough. Why don't you go to school?" Worker Qiang, do you know how much I earn a month now?"

Ruan Xiuxiu shook her head.

Fu Haixia made a two-handed gesture, "The minimum guarantee is this number every month, and it will only get higher and higher in the future. I work part-time for a year, and I will beat you for several years."

These words not only hurt her heart, but also made Ruan Xiuxiu doubt her life.

It seemed that all the hard work she had been studying all these years was just a joke in the end.

She couldn't even force a smile, "You have gone out to work, so what will Zhou Bing do?"

"I made a deal with him. If you want to play friends with me, you have to go out with me. There are a lot of job opportunities there, and you can make money by doing whatever you want. Like those who open motorcycles at the entrance of our hotel, you can do it for a month. Earning one or two hundred is not much better than farming at home?"

"Xiuxiu, think about it. If you want to leave with me, come find me. I'll go back first. I'll kill you. You should call it a day."

Looking at Fu Haixia's swaying back, Ruan Xiuxiu couldn't recover for a long time.

"Xiu'er, why are you sitting here without cutting the grain?"

Ruan Xiuxiu woke up like a dream when a familiar voice of inquiry came from behind her. When she turned her head and saw it was Liu Guilan, she was surprised and delighted for a while.

"Mom, why are you back?"

"It will rain in two days, come back and see if the millet is harvested."

Although Ruan Dajiang and his wife have been running noodle restaurants in the city for several years, the rations of the family still depend on the contracted land in the countryside, so there is no room for confusion.

After a while, Ruan Dajiang also came with a pole and a sickle.

With the joining of the couple, half an acre of paddy field was soon finished.

Ruan Xiuxiu went home first with a large bundle of rice on her back, and saw a brand new 125 motorcycle parked in front of her yard from a distance.

After staring at the motorcycle for a long time, Ruan Xiuxiu entered the courtyard dam with a heavy load of rice on his back.

There is a threshing machine in the yard, and a huge plastic sheet is spread behind the threshing machine. Ruan Hongfa puts the ears of rice into the threshing machine while stepping on the threshing machine hard, and the ears of rice and the rotating iron gears make a piercing roar Voice.

Li Yulian and Ruan Jiaming were helping to pass the rice and pick up the threshed straw. The three of them were very busy.

Ruan Xiuxiu carried the rice back to Li Yulian's side so that Li Yulian could pick it up, then went around to Ruan Jiaming's side, and asked loudly, "Whose motorcycle is that outside?"

　Two more~
　　Now Xiaojiang is still very inferior, eh~
　　Ask for a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)