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Chapter 143 This guy finally wrote a letter! (Please subscribe)
"Aunt Xu, what are you doing here?" Sun Jianping chuckled. Aunt Xu wiped the sweat from her forehead and glared at Wang Jingang and her daughter Xu Erya, "Why are you so early, Jianping?"

"I went to my Uncle Zhang to do some errands, but I saw your cat looking into the house. Why are you having trouble with my Uncle Xu?"

"It's okay, it's okay. The rheumatism in my leg got sick again when it got warm today. I was thinking about grabbing some firewood to burn the kang. The pain in my arm made it hard to walk... Then Jianping, hurry up and find Lao San! I have to go back to cook too. ”

"Ok!"

Sun Jianping glanced at Wang Jingang, who was chatting and laughing with Xu Erya, and curled his lips in disdain. He thought to himself that this guy is not picky about food, and dares to eat any mushrooms. He turned around and walked to Zhang Ziyi's house.

The old Zhang family was having breakfast, and a bowl of cornstarch noodles was served on the table. Three good young men pounced on it like hungry wolves. You and I were fighting for it.

Zhang Ziyi shouted anxiously, "Stop grabbing it, leave one for your mother!"

"Jianping is here, have you eaten?"

Sun Jianping opened the door and came in. Zhang Qi was cutting pickles. When she saw him coming in, she greeted him warmly.

"have eaten!"

He responded vaguely and waved to Zhang Ziyi, "Uncle Zhang, let's go quickly. Go early and come back early!"

Zhang Ziyi responded and stuffed the whole steamed bun into his mouth. He choked and stretched his neck. He grabbed a torn rag and wiped his hands. He pulled on his shoes, put his coat on his body and walked out.

"You are in such a hurry..." Mrs. Zhang Qi helped him pat his back, "Slow down on the road!"

"I know, these old ladies are really good at it!" Zhang Ziyi led Sun Jianping out of the house in a hurry. Zhang Qi was still standing at the door, watching her husband go out.

In the stable, Old Chengtou fed the horse early. When he saw the two people arriving, Old Chengtou happily announced the good news to them, "The bay red horse is here!"

"Really?" The two of them were very happy when they heard it, and hurriedly walked to the bay red horse and looked at it carefully.

"After the horse carried the calf, its butt retracted. Look..." Old Cheng lifted up the horse's tail to show it to Sun Jianping. The red horse lowered its head in shame and raised its hind hoof to kick Old Cheng's head.

"Haha, it's not happy anymore!" Old Cheng rubbed the horse's ears, "Now it's good. By this time next year, our team will have a big labor force!"

"I'll feed it some essence soon!" Lao Zhang looked at the maroon horse lovingly, as if he were looking at his own daughter...

When people and animals get along for a long time, they will form an inexplicable bond with each other, just like Sun Jianping and the black horse and the bay horse, or the old man Baoli De and the sea turtle.

Although humans are not vegetation, birds and animals also have feelings.

The black horse still has a very hypocritical attitude. I don’t know if he is pretending to be a hypocrite or a real one. The bay horse has just carried its calf, so let’s keep it well for the time being. The curly horse is a little tired and keeps working hard. Clear nose...

I will choose whoever the little rooster clicks...

He poked the little donkey on the forehead with his finger, making the donkey tremble in fright and bared its big teeth in a fawning look.

"Don't worry, I won't let you work. I'll scare you to death!" Sun Jianping rubbed the little donkey's long face and pulled its ears. The soft and bouncy feel was great!
In the end, he chose the big white horse. He took out the beautiful big white horse and hitched it to the cart. Zhang Ziyi took the riding whip and threw it to him.

"drive!"

The riding whip was whipped in the air and the horse bells were clanging as the cart was pulled out of the door and headed straight for the distant Durki Commune.

The commune looked the same as it had a few days ago, depopulated, and the snow in many places had melted, revealing the dark ground, mixed with red firecracker paper and scraps of firewood left over from the New Year, making it look dirty and run-down.

The two tied their horses to wooden posts, dusted themselves off, and entered the supply and marketing cooperative.

Cutting wood in the mountains requires the use of saws, and saws are divided into many styles according to different uses.

The most commonly used saw in the mountains is the Kuai Ma saw, which is a long thin steel bar with a handle at each end. The edge of the saw blade is marked with many staggered iron teeth. After using a file to miss it, two people pull it. It is very sharp. .

The other is a hand saw, which looks like a machete, but the cutting edge is replaced by sharp saw teeth.

Seeing Sun Jianping and Zhang Ziyi come in, Aunt Cai's tense face showed a smile, and she hurriedly asked them to sit down and warm themselves up. "Have you put all the corn bran back?" Aunt Cai poured them two cups of hot water diligently. Sun Jianping took it and covered it with both hands, feeling the warm heat from the enamel cup, and nodded vigorously.

"After pulling more than thirty carts, the animals will have no shortage of food for a while."

"That's pretty serious!" Aunt Cai smiled, "The construction factory is urging you. You have to go into the mountains to clear the wood quickly, otherwise they will go to the forest farm in the north to collect it."

"We are here to buy saws." Sun Jianping smiled, "Do you have a horse saw or a hand saw? Two of each."

"Yes, can you not have it? I have already prepared it for you!"

Aunt Cai put the hot water kettle back on the stove, turned around and entered the counter. After rummaging through the cabinets, she pulled out a round steel ring and handed it over, "I specially asked Director Lang to help transfer it from another supply and marketing cooperative. "

Sun Jianping stood up and took the steel ring, and then he saw that it was two fast horse saw blades intertwined and tied together with wire for easy transportation.

Aunt Cai handed him two more hand saws. Zhang Ziyi paid the money and turned to leave, but Aunt Cai stopped him again.

"Jianping, come back! I want to tell you something!"

"What's wrong, Aunt Cai?" Sun Jianping put the steel ring on the ground and turned it back.

"Take it!"

Aunt Cai took out a stack of cotton gloves and handed them to him, "You are a city boy with a delicate body and a rich body. You are not as strong as the old men in the countryside who spend all day in the mountains and forests. You must be careful when you work and do everything by yourself." Be more careful, you know?"

"I know, Aunt Cai." Sun Jianping hummed, feeling warm in his heart.

Thousands of miles away from home, deep in the mountains, there is such a group of people who care about him and love him, which is the most precious asset in his life.

"Aunt Cai, let's go back first." Sun Jianping took the cotton gloves without paying. He knew that Aunt Cai gave them to him and she would not accept the money.

"Well, slow down on the road!"

Aunt Cai stood at the door, watching Sun Jianping sitting on the edge of the carriage, picking up his whip and driving the big white horse back like a skilled carriage boss, and sighed quietly.

How good this kid is!

He is civilized and polite, and attracts many people!
If I had a son like this, I would be happy to wake up from my dreams!

That blind eye of Lao Yang, how many times have I told you that I want to have a child after getting the certificate, but he seems not to have heard...

Living with such a man will make you angry to death!

Sun Jianping drove his carriage and stopped at the door of the post office. He took out Qian Huijun's letter, which was warm from his arms, and strode in.

It was the same salesperson with small eyes as last time. When the little girl saw this handsome young man walking in, she immediately put a smile on her face and said, "Comrade, are you here to perform again?"

"Ah... we were passing by. We weren't going to perform at the forest farm in the north. We were just passing by to mail a letter." Sun Jianping lied casually and handed the letter to her.

"Ganxi...it's quite far..." The salesperson took out a plate of stamps, tore off two sheets, took a bowl of paste from the counter and smeared it on the back, and pasted it on the envelope, "Eight points."

"Eight cents, right..." Sun Jianping put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out a dime and handed it to her, "Well, is there a reply to the package I mailed last time?"

The little girl rummaged through it and shook her head, "There is no letter from XJ, but here is one...sent from Jiansanjiang Farm..."

She took out an envelope and handed it to Sun Jianping. When Sun Jianping saw the signature, his head buzzed!
is her!

This guy actually wrote to me!

(End of this chapter)