It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 298 You old club member avoid it!
"Comrade Jianping, please allow me to call you that again. My sentence has been handed down... Looking back on the past, I did do a lot of wrong things recklessly... I want everyone to apologize! I personally think highly of you. Yes, no matter your character or your ability, I hope you can overcome all difficulties and lead the villagers to move forward, let the mountains bow their heads, let the rivers change their courses, fight against the sky and the earth, and open up a better tomorrow for the villagers!"

Sun Jianping never dreamed that Lao Yang, who was in prison, would write him a passionate letter, calling on him not to be frightened by the temporary difficulties at hand, but to continue to walk the path he had not finished and lead the majority of Durkee soldiers The commune members are working hard to start food production as soon as possible so that the lives of the villagers will be better!

this person……

this letter……

Sun Jianping felt very bad after reading it. He thought about it, folded the letter, stuffed it into his pocket, picked up the shovel and continued collecting horse manure.

"Secretary Yao called back and said that Lao Yang was crippled and sentenced to fifteen years. When he comes back, he will be an old man."

In the evening, after seeing off Master Li Shixin, Lao Cao sat on the kang, listening to the radio, and mentioned this matter to Sun Jianping. Sun Jianping was also filled with emotion, "If he hadn't messed around, how could he have gotten to this point?"

"Who should I blame? Let's not blame him. He blew up the Earth Temple first, so he should be honest now!"

Cao Chungui rarely expressed his opinion, and Lao Cao glared, "If you can't speak, shut your mouth!"

"Why can't I speak? I'm not a fool like Fan!" Cao Chungui was angry. What are you doing? He's been hitting me every day!
After all, I am also the father of two children!

"You might as well be fucking idiot Fan!" Lao Cao waved his hand impatiently, "Go, go, go, there's a meeting at the team headquarters, you old club member avoid it!"

Li Xiuzhi laughed until her stomach hurt.

These two men!
"The commune has decided to let Wang Jingang go to Hecheng to give a speech?"

"Well, that's what Uncle Yang told me, but I don't think he can tell anything interesting."

"If you ask me, that kid Wang Jingang definitely doesn't have such a brain. It was Lao Xu who was instigating him behind his back. Lao Gudong is the worst." Lao Cao pinched the thread and tried to pass it through the nose of the needle, but Li Xiuzhi took it and said, "Dad ,give it to me!"

"My old daughter still loves me." Lao Cao laughed, took off the torn shirt and handed it to his daughter-in-law, revealing a body of lean tendons. Sun Jianping reached out and patted her twice, "Uncle, you have such a strong body. So strong!”

"Go, go, don't touch Sosou, it's a prick!" Lao Cao pushed his dirty hand away, "Go and touch the small coins!"

Sun Jianping retracted his hand and curled his lips, this is not a serious old man!

"From now on, we will burn the bricks ourselves. One brick is divided into two pieces. If we burn one kiln, we can make eighty bricks. If we bake a few more kilns and sell them before the autumn harvest, everyone can get more work points this year."

"Where are the cows? Can't you buy them yet?"

"Buy it, why don't you buy it? Didn't you say that your second uncle and the others are going to come over to investigate some scientific research results? When they come, we will have a good discussion with them and buy it a big cow. Anyway, this money is not enough for anything else."

Lao Cao smacked his fingers carefully, and Jianping was right. From the perspective of the production team, he would definitely not be able to spend such a large sum of money to buy cows, but if he were an old member...

I wish I could drink milk every day!
The old man considers himself to be a frog in the well and has low consciousness. He also wants to drink a glass of milk every morning like the people in the city.

Just do it like this!

"Then...the letter Lao Yang wrote to you, who gave it to you?"

"Uncle Wang."

"He's a reliable person, but don't tell the people on both sides. If some scumbag talks nonsense and something happens, we won't be able to live with him for a long time."

Lao Cao was earnest and good at tempting, and Sun Jianping nodded. He was worthy of being an old leader, and he had more fighting experience than others.

"I'm thinking about taking another trip to the grassland before the autumn harvest, to get more money, and then to repair the small bridge at the entrance of the village. There are many holes in the bridge deck. There is another fatal thing. Do we have to do it? Is the wheat harvested? I see that the wheat in the back hill is all yellow."

"Cutting wheat is a big deal. I heard on the radio that there has been no rain in the past few days, and I was thinking about letting the wheat grow again..."

"Dad, if it doesn't work, just cut it now. The wheat field is now full of sparrows (sparrows) from my hometown. They are chasing a large area! If you don't collect them all, you will feed them to the house sparrows!" Cao Chungui held his daughter again and walked to the main house with her head in her arms. He interjected, "Mr. Cao Yi glared, "The meeting is not over yet, you continue to avoid it!"

Li Xiuzhi helped her father-in-law sew clothes and smiled from ear to ear.

Yes, let you scream!

"I remembered talking about the thief in my hometown. I have to go to Uncle Zhang's house tomorrow."

Sun Jianping thought of the treasure he saw on Uncle Zhang's back in the afternoon, and felt a little prickly in his hands.

"Well, I'll go to the wheat fields tomorrow morning to have a look. The wheat crop is good this year, but we can't let thieves in my hometown bring trouble."

The radio sounded a clear and melodious sound of chiming time. The old man knocked away the ashes from his cigarette and took the sweatshirt that his daughter-in-law had mended. "My old daughter-in-law has really good hands. You can't even tell if you don't look carefully."

Li Xiuzhi chuckled, "That's right! Dad, brothers, you should rest early. I have to pack up and go to bed now. I'm all sleepy."

She got up and walked to the west room. Xiao Xingwen ran out, climbed onto the kang in Fengfenghuohuo, and lay in Sun Jianping's arms, "Brother, hold me in your arms to sleep!"

"Okay, okay, sleep, sleep!"

Sun Jianping took a look outside and saw that the old cat was out wandering around again in the middle of the night!
Summer is here, and the window sill of the outhouse is open all day long, so there is no need to open the door for this guy.

The teasing sounds of Li Xiuzhi and his wife came from the back room, which made Sun Jianping toss and turn and unable to sleep.

This guy Qian Huijun is hanging around me all day now. It may be annoying to me a little bit, but not annoying at all. She is quite cute.

It is said that women undergo a major transformation. This girl seems to have grown a little. She is getting prettier and prettier, especially her big eyes and long eyelashes...

Sun Jianping recalled the wink that guy gave him when he was studying at the team headquarters a while ago, and when he thought about it, he shuddered in his heart.

Too seductive...

Little goblin!
He hugged Xiao Xingwen, thinking about women, and fell asleep in a daze. In the middle of the night, the old cat wandered back, stretched his waist, turned his belly, and yawned loudly. Fell asleep.

After breakfast the next day, Sun Jianping went to Zhang Ziyi's house. Zhang Ziyi was packing his things and preparing to go out to see Qing. When he saw him coming, he mysteriously pulled him aside and showed off the fun things he found from the team warehouse. Show him.

"Troll?"

"Yes, it's still an American product!" Zhang Ziyi proudly grabbed the M1897 shotgun from the other side of the ocean. Although it was old, this gun was very well maintained, with a smooth appearance and no trace of rust.

The M1897 shotgun is a pump-action shotgun with a pump underneath that can stuff five rounds into it at one time.

But seeing Comrade Lao Zhang gesture with the gun with one hand, and then pulling the pump, the magazine opened, revealing the fine steel casting parts inside, which made Sun Jianping's hands itchy!

"Uncle, did you find the bullet?"

"That's the designated one!" Lao Zhang looked at the gun carefully, guessing its origin. It was either bought by some wealthy families before liberation to look after their homes, or it was Citigroup's remaining war supplies...

Forget it, no matter where he came from, now that it's in our hands, that's our style!
Zhang Ziyi grabbed a handful of copper-cased bullets that he found from the warehouse. Sun Jianping took them and took a look. There were many foreign characters printed on the shells. He nodded with a smile and said, "Uncle, this is No. 7.5 bird bullet. It is used for Bird hunter.”

"I didn't ask anyone to tell me what they were, so I just grabbed a handful and left."

Sun Jianping found No. 12 buckshot, No. 7.5 birdshot, and several single-point bullets from a pile of shotgun shells. He put them into several small pockets by category and handed them to Zhang Ziyi. Zhang Ziyi took them and weighed them, and suddenly remembered a ideas!

(End of this chapter)