Walking in front, Zhao Hongbing asked the scorer to get the sickle for Si Ningning first. Zhao Hongbing waved his hand and asked Si Ningning to wait outside.

As soon as Si Ningning left, Zhao Hongbing called the names of several people: "Xibao, Hongle, Zhao Tiezhu! There are arrangements in the wheat field today. You go to the Liudaogou paddy field to plant rice seedlings! Go now!"

The wheat fields of the production team are concentrated in the Nanshan corner, which is where Si Ningning and the others are going today.

Zhao Hongbing, a male educated youth, is relatively relieved. The only thing he can't let go of is the young guy in the team.

Just being attentive will frighten people who are incompetent, and then they will be accused of hooliganism...

What didn’t the group of young men whose names were called understand?

Although he was a little unhappy, under Zhao Hongbing's gaze as if he wanted to eat someone, he could only leave in disgrace.

Before going out, he bumped into Si Ningning, who was holding a sickle with his two small hands at the door. Several young men came to life at a speed visible to the naked eye, each with a silly smile on their face: "Are you a new female educated youth? What's your name?"

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Si Ningning was stunned for a moment. Out of politeness, she bit her lower lip and was about to answer, "My name is..."

Before the name could be uttered, a torn liberation shoe flew out of the courtyard door and hit the junior brother closest to Si Ningning firmly on the head.

The Jiefang shoes bounced off the ground, and Si Ningning was a little confused.

Zhao Hongbing cursed in a rough voice at the door: "I called your mother a bitch! Why don't you get out of here?"

A group of young men were humiliated. Each one of them blushed and had thick necks with shame. They didn't dare to look at Si Ningning again and ran away with their heads down.

After Zhao Hongbing finished scolding the young men in the team, he turned to the girls in the team with a cold expression.

The girls were no better than the boys, they were more restrained and more face-conscious, so Zhao Hongbing didn't say much, he just made a circle with his eyes.

A group of girls bowed their heads politely. Zhao Hongbing was then satisfied and said to the scorer: "First get sickles for the educated youths. I have to take them to identify the place."

The nearby production team has dedicated people to look after the warehouse, and the third production team also does the same. However, because looking at the warehouse and doing registration work is really leisurely, but because it requires writing and literacy, the work points given are not low.

Zhao Hongbing felt that it was not cost-effective, so he talked to the scorer on the team and asked the scorer to do the warehouse work. It was equivalent to one person doing two jobs, but neither job was heavy.

Even if you can't get the wind or the sun, you can still get 10 work points a day, and the scorekeeper is very happy.

The scorekeeper neatly brought four sickles. After the educated youths reported their names one by one and recorded them, Zhao Hongbing led the educated youths out. "We collect all the farm tools here. We will return the farm tools after work in the afternoon and then do other things."

"good."

A group of people went to the fields.

There was heavy dew on the road, so Si Ningning took small steps and naturally fell at the end, thus preventing the dew from getting his shoes, socks, and trouser legs wet.

Zhao Hongbing pointed out the points that needed attention along the way. Everyone listened attentively, including Si Ningning.

While listening, a pair of deer eyes wandered around and looked around. As he looked around, his eyes unconsciously fell on the tall man in front of him.

Mo Bei walked in front of her. He didn't know if he felt uncomfortable, so he rubbed his forehead after taking two steps.

Si Ningning looked at him for a long time, staggered his steps and walked side by side with him, bowed and turned her head to look at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Don't worry, it's a new arrival. You're not used to the climate. You didn't get a good rest at night. Now you're dizzy and have a headache, right?

Mo Bei didn't want to speak, so he glanced sideways. Under the early sun, the girl's lips pursed, and her fair face was covered with a layer of warm light...

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