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chapter 22

A young boy next to Xu Jianjun said "Hey": "Brother Jianjun, isn't this your second grandfather's little cousin?"

Xu Jianjun took a closer look and saw that she was not that girl. When did she learn to drive a tractor?

"Maybe I learned it in school. My brother's school also said last semester that he would go to the farm to learn to drive a tractor, but he didn't sign up." Another junior student said.

Xu Jianjun let out a "tsk" sound: "You pretty little girl, can you shake the handle and light a fire? You still want to drive to the county seat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the tractor start up.

Xu Yin put down the crank, jumped onto the driver's seat neatly, and raised her eyebrows towards where he was standing.

The younger brother on the side clicked his tongue in shock: "Brother Jianjun, this girl is provoking you!"

"I saw it." Xu Jianjun snorted angrily.

"Then why don't you give her some color?"

"Look! She and I both have the last name Xu, and we can't write two characters of Xu in one stroke!"

"..."

The younger brother fell silent and cursed in his heart: I have never seen you pay so much attention to family friendship before.

"Xiao Yin Yin, do you want to make a bet?"

Xu Jianjun came to Xu Yin with a scornful tone.

He had good intentions.

The little girl in the second grandfather's family must have learned a little bit about driving a tractor in school, and at most she could plow in the vast fields.

But the food delivery is in the county town, where people and cars come and go, and several nearby villages also pay food during these days.

At that time, it was all a bullock cart, a flatbed cart, and a tractor. It was easy to drive in and difficult to get out. I didn’t believe this girl was capable of this.

Therefore, he actually wanted to help her, but what he said was not very pleasing to the ears, and the few boys below him were making incomprehensible noises, so it became a provocation.

Xu Yin pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay! Let's make a bet. If I successfully complete the food delivery task today without your help, you will come to my house and help plant the rice seedlings until they are planted."

Xu Jianjun didn't even think about it and agreed: "Yes!"

I never thought he would lose.

In previous years, he was the one who paid the public rations.

He's not exaggerating. Given the messy condition of the site, someone with more than three years of tractor driving experience may not be able to get in or get out.

Unless the black crowd dissipates in the evening.

But in this case, the rest will have to be paid tomorrow, which means the bet has not been completed.

Xu Yin threw her braid behind her back and set off neatly.

"Da da da……"

The tractor seemed to have spirituality under her hands, going wherever the road was smooth.

Xu Jianjun and others followed behind on bicycles.

The villagers who were following him to unload the goods were sitting on the side of the tractor and couldn't help but joke: "Jianjun, didn't you say you were tired? Why did you follow us on a bicycle?"

Xu Jianjun: "..."

Damn! I forgot the excuse I made earlier.

Xu Yin drove smoothly all the way to the county seat.

As soon as we entered the city gate, the traffic jam started.

As Xu Jianjun said, all villages and towns come to deliver public grain at this time, whether they are pulled by oxen, pushed by people, carts, oxen workshops or several tractors. Before they reach the grain station, they are crowded into a pile of chaos.

Xu Yin took out a small whistle and a homemade red flag, stood on the grain bag on the back of the truck, and blew the whistle while giving instructions:

"Uncle, this kind of blockage is not the answer. If the blockage lasts for a long time, the cows will become impatient and something will happen easily. If you trust me, just listen to me and line up in two lines, with the people pushing the carts in one line and the cows pulling the carts.

You have to queue up in a queue, because the tractor is big, so you will suffer a little disadvantage, and you will queue up at the back of the two teams. As long as you follow the order, you will hand in the public food soon. Don't worry!"

Most of the people sent out by the villages to hand over grain were honest and honest men. Moreover, they were a little panicked because they were afraid that the rain would make their grain bags wet. Once they heard someone's instructions, they all cooperated.

At the grain station, two teams were seen neatly arranged. Unlike the previous two days, the scene was so noisy that some villages almost started fighting in order to compete for the lead. The grain station had to come out to break up the fight, which was very noisy.

"Stationmaster, I asked around. She's a little girl from Xujiacun. She's holding a whistle and a flag to maintain order." A waiter ran over and said.

"Someone will come later and point it out to me," said the director of the grain station.

When it was Xu Yin's turn, it was already an hour later.

But compared to being stuck in a pile of traffic and refusing to give way to anyone, this speed is faster.

Xu Jianjun followed behind and sighed: As expected of a high school student, his head is really smart, he sighed to himself.

In previous years, when they came to hand over food, how often did they not wait in line for a long time? That was because they were so tall and loud, so they drank and drove away many people who jumped in line. If it were those small and timid people who waited until dark before their turn came, it would not be the same.

No.

Xu Yin breathed a sigh of relief as she watched her uncle who was traveling with him neatly unloading the grain, weighing the grain, totaling the items, and signing the account book on behalf of Xujia Village.

"Does your village still have a car?"

The director of the grain station came over and handed Xu Yin a paper bag with a smile.

"I made the maltose bars at home. Thank you today, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to collect so much in the first half of the day."

The key is that the order is not that good. They may have to intervene to mediate.

Xu Yin refused to take it, so he put it on the driver's seat of the tractor for her.

The uncle who was traveling with him smiled and said: "Take it, thank you very much for today. It was never so fast in previous years."

Xu Jianjun and others: "..."

This is embarrassing.

They actually worked very hard in previous years, but who would think of maintaining order and just let their own cars pass first.

You think so too, I think so too, but it’s just a mess and no one can get through it.

Xu Yin made two round trips and successfully delivered Xujiacun's public grain for this year.

The village cadres unanimously elected her as this year's labor model, and she will go to the village to be commended on May Day next year.

Even though he is just a pacesetter in the labor force, he is still quite good.

Xu's mother took back a red Double Happiness hot water kettle with an iron shell and an enamel teacup with the words "Labor is the Most Glorious" printed on it. She smiled broadly. There were two more items in her daughter's dowry.

You know, there are only two spots in the whole team.

In previous years, for the sake of fairness, lots were drawn in a batch of old crops, and whoever was caught counted, but it was not allowed to be repeated within five years. If a repeater was caught, he would be drawn again.

Father Xu has never been caught once so far.

When I learned that my daughter had driven several tractors and received such an honor, I just wanted to say: How can I be so virtuous!

Xu Jianjun lost the bet and was willing to admit defeat and come to Old Xu's house to help plant rice seedlings.

His father is okay, after all, the two families come from the same ancestor. Even if there is no such bet, relatives should help each other.

His mother didn't have a good face, thinking that her family had suffered a loss.

When he was planting rice at home, he was not willing to let his precious little son go to the fields. Why did he, old man Xu, call his own son around?

"Don't care what they do! If you don't want to go, don't go. Who will force you to do it?"

Xu Jianjun shook his head and refused: "I made the bet myself. If I lose, I will be punished. Otherwise, people will say that I can't afford to lose."

"You kid..."

"Okay, Mom, Third Dad's house doesn't have much land in total. I can finish it in one day. I won't tell you anymore. I'm going!"

Xu Jianjun came out of his home and went straight to Xu Yin's house.

In addition to being willing to admit defeat, he also has a little girl named Jiujiu.

"Yinyin, please lend me your bicycle for a ride!"


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