Facts have proved that Aunt Wang can single-handedly defeat the young and old men of the Shili Brigade, and her intimidating power is not something that we mere mortals can easily shake.
Ever since Lin Nianhe moved out of Wang Hong, Wang Xue had been as good as a quail. He always took a detour when he saw Lin Nianhe, for fear that she would wander off and complain if she was dissatisfied.
Some people may question Lin Nianhe's lack of fighting ability, but absolutely no one dares to say that she won't complain.
Zhao Zhuangshi still doesn’t dare to walk to the river! With him as an example, who dares to underestimate Lin Nianhe's ability to complain?
Thanks to Lin Nianhe's efforts, the educated youth spot fell into a brief period of silence.
Lin Nianhe took care of himself for a long time and then went to work again. He received five work points every day and performed quite steadily.
Li Dahe's disgust at the fact that she could only get five work points has turned from his initial dislike to his current satisfaction.
Not bad, not bad, how much is too much?
Although the five work points are few, it is still better than falling ill directly, right?
Li Dahe felt that he couldn't care too much about how much work Lin Nianhe did - his hair was not strong enough to support him keeping an eye on this little kid.
In fact, what Lin Nianhe paid was not just five work points of labor. She also seriously mobilized the villagers to build the motherland and persuaded them to realize that she, an educated youth who had just learned to do farm work, had actually worked very hard to earn five work points...
Wen Lan also noticed her efforts.
"Hezi, you've been doing well lately. You don't need me to help you after work." Wen Lan fanned the wind with her straw hat and said as she walked.
Lin Nianhe raised his chin: "Who are you looking down on?"
She used to be an expert at moving bricks, but now her health is not up to par...
Wen Lan glanced at her sideways: "You."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She suddenly missed Wang Shumei very much.
She believed that the current Wang Shumei could not do as well as her.
As long as Wang Shumei goes to work, Sister Lan won't keep catching her to complain.
Speaking of Wang Shumei, this is also a god. After spraining her foot, she lay in the educated youth spot for half a month in a daze, vowing to fully heal her foot injury.
Even if Wang Hong came to ask in person, she would only say: Aunt, if I can't heal my injury and become lame, it will last a lifetime.
When Wang Hong thought about it, this was the truth.
Then let her go.
This move not only shocked the villagers, but also made the educated youth wonder what confidence Wang Shumei had.
Lin Nianhe's good life is obvious. Everyone knows that her family's conditions are good. But Wang Shumei has been keeping quiet, and it doesn't look like she has support from her family.
Recently, Wang Xue and Miao Yulan have begun to stay away from Wang Shumei and Wen Lan. They are afraid that Wang Shumei will not have enough food after dividing the food equally, and they will ask them to borrow it.
When Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan wandered outside the educated youth spot, they happened to hear Sun Guanghui's voice:
"...I'll lend it to you, so don't get angry."
Lin Nianhe retracted his steps without any inertia and stopped in place, not forgetting to grab Wen Lan.
"What do you do..."
As soon as Wen Lan opened her mouth, Lin Nianhe covered her mouth.
Lin Nianhe lay in her ear and whispered: "Don't talk, don't go in, wait a moment."
Wen Lan didn't know what was going on, so she thought Lin Nianhe was holding back something bad. She stood with her arms akimbo and waited, her eyes glancing at the casserole-sized stone on the ground from time to time.
Wang Shumei's voice came from the educated youth center: "Thank you, but I'm fine. I have enough food."
"Okay, let me know if you need anything."
Lin Nianhe listened, clicked his tongue, and dragged Wen Lan through the door.
Wen Lan was confused by what she said.
Wen Lan asked in confusion: "Hezi, you don't let me speak just because you want to hear these two nonsense words?"
Lin Nianhe said confidently: "Don't slander me. I am obviously afraid of embarrassing Sister Shumei."
Wang Shumei: "..."
The two of them eavesdropped too openly.
Wang Shumei has been raising her for so long that she has no problem walking normally. Today it was her and Wen Lan's turn to cook. She didn't wait for Wen Lan to come back before starting. At this moment, the meal was already ready.
"Xiaolan, Nianhe, I want to go to town tomorrow. Do you want to go together?" Wang Shumei asked while serving rice.
"Are you going to town?" Wen Lan was a little confused, "Can your legs and feet work?"
"It works."
"Then can you send me a letter?" Wen Lan said, "I won't go there. If I go there, I'll miss half a day's work."
Wen Lan, like Lin Nianhe, has almost no change in the number of work points.
But she got ten work points.
"Okay." Wang Shumei agreed, handed her the bowl with rice, and then looked at Lin Nianhe, "Nianhe, do you want to go?"
Lin Nianhe thought that she should also go to town. She had to explore the black market, and she still owed Su Yuncheng a meal.
Thinking like this, she nodded: "Go, I'll go ask the captain for leave later."
Wang Shumei didn't expect Lin Nianhe to go. She was stunned for a moment and then nodded: "Okay, let's go together tomorrow."
Lin Nianhe felt that Wang Shumei's expression was a bit strange, as if she was trying to do something bad secretly.
The basic qualities of a melon-eater reminded her that there were big melons here.
Wang Shumei really did not disappoint Lin Nianhe.
The next day, as soon as Wang Shumei and Lin Nianhe put Wen Lan's letter into the mailbox, Wang Shumei said, "Nianhe, I have to visit my cousin's house. I haven't visited since I came here."
Lin Nianhe nodded cooperatively: "Okay, you go ahead. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative and wait for you at the state-owned hotel at 12 noon."
"OK."
Wang Shumei agreed, turned around and left.
Lin Nianhe looked at the empty basket behind her and shook his head helplessly.
Going to visit her cousin's house without even bringing anything with her is really not something Wang Shumei can do.
She saw through it without saying anything, shook her head, turned around and walked in the direction of the police station.
Uncle Liu was still at his post as the concierge. Lin Nianhe walked over with a smile and handed the old man a small bag of tea, only about half a tael.
"Uncle Liu, long time no see. You look younger than you did some time ago."
Uncle Liu's always serious face broke into a smile.
He took the tea, smelled it, and said to Lin Nianhe, "Girl, are you looking for your brother?"
"Yes, could you please send me a message to ask him to come out?" Lin Nianhe said with a smile.
"It's an unlucky time for you to come here today," Uncle Liu curled his lips, "Xiao Su went out to handle the case early in the morning and is not here."
Lin Nianhe's face didn't change: "Well, if my brother comes back this morning, please tell him for me that I will wait for him in front of the state-owned hotel at 12 noon. If he is not free, just don't come. After that time, you can There’s no need to tell him.”
Uncle Liu took note of it carefully and asked, "What's the matter? Why don't you write him a note?"
"No, I'm fine," Lin Nianhe smiled and waved his hands, "I just happened to be in town and wanted to treat him to a meal. He didn't have time."
"Okay, if you have any emergency, you can tell me."
"Okay, thank you." Lin Nianhe waved to him, "Uncle, you are busy, I won't cause any trouble for you."
"Let's play." Uncle Liu waved his hand and continued to smell the tea leaves.
Lin Nianhe turned around and frowned and sighed.
Yes, Su Yuncheng wasn't at the police station, so she didn't have the guts to run to the black market.
She was going to sell something. If Su Yuncheng bumped into her, she wouldn't be able to explain where her stuff came from.
Men, indeed, would only affect the speed of her drawing the sword!
Lin Nianhe was wandering on the street and unknowingly walked outside the courtyard of the textile factory.
Looking at the aunts sitting idle in twos and threes in the courtyard, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.
