Chapter 9

When the recorder heard that Qiao Anle was going to take the initiative to participate in the labor, he felt like he had been acupunctured and couldn’t move.

Wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, the young man looked even more stupid, like a wooden man in a comedy movie.

Qiao Anle saw this.

Without wasting any more words, she took the record book from the recorder and began to read it page by page.

Relying on the social experience from his previous life, Qiao Anle soon understood the general situation of this small mountain village.

The commune is now a collective state, and work points are distributed according to labor.

The most basic of these is distribution according to work.

In other words, the number of work points is not determined by the length of working hours, but by the difficulty of the work.

Some light farm work is suitable for women, and the work points are relatively less.

That’s about four to six work points a day.

Some heavy physical farm work is more difficult and requires more work points, about eight to ten work points.

There is an upper limit on the work points each person can get each month. Even if you have endless energy, you will not be allowed to work after your monthly work points are filled.

This is also Li Fengbei’s special regulation, which emphasizes the combination of work and rest and sustainable development.

Qiao Anle flipped through the notebook and finally stopped at a certain page.

She pointed to the page and spoke to the recorder.

“Just put me here and I’ll do this.”

The recorder pushed his glasses up, looked down, and was startled again. The black-framed glasses he had just put on almost fell off again.

Because there were a few big words written on that page

Mountain land reclamation.

Ten work points a day.

This can be said to be the most difficult and tiring job in the entire commune.

The specific work content is so detailed that some strong men cannot finish it in a day, and they have to split up into two people to get the full ten work points.

The Qiao Anle in front of him…

A delicate, fair, tender and watery beauty.

And her thin arms and legs, she looks very weak.

Let alone reclaiming wasteland in the mountains, I’m afraid I can’t even lift a hoe.

“Sister-in-law, this won’t do! This job is too tiring, you definitely can’t do it. How about we change one… change one!”

“Whether you can do it or not, you won’t know until I’ve done it. Help me find a hoe to plow the soil. When the day is over, come and inspect the results, and remember to record my work points.”

Qiao Anle did not give the recorder a chance to refute.

Her tone was firm and she seemed to have the final say.

It’s decided.

The recorder had no choice but to find her a hoe for turning the soil as Qiao Anle requested.

The hoe was made of the heaviest black iron and was large and wide.

When the young recorder picked it up, it felt heavy.

But after Qiao Anle took it over, he easily carried it on his shoulders.

Then he waved.

Just left like that.

The recorder was panicking: Could she really open up new land?… Did I do something wrong?!

…

In the summer sun.

Between dry mountains.

Qiao Anle was wearing a headscarf, holding a huge hoe in his hand, and his feet were on the yellow mud.

She waved her arms again and again.

The hoe in his hand fell down heavily again and again.

Sparkling beads of sweat oozed out from her white forehead and flowed down her fair skin.

Hanging on the tip of the nose and dangling on the little chin.

Qiao Anle worked very hard and didn’t stop even though his face was covered in sweat.

Behind her was a large piece of wasteland that she had reclaimed, and the hard soil had been turned over several times.

Not only does she work quickly, but she also never does things half-heartedly.

Even if the stones were deep under the mud, she would diligently dig them out and move them away.

During the time that Qiao Anle was working.

The young recorder had come several times before, feeling nervous, worried, and a little bit scared.

I’m afraid Qiao Anle will get “sick” again.

If he fainted in the field, how would he explain to Li Fengbei?

but……

Every time the recorder came, he saw Qiao Anle, full of energy, as if she was never tired at all.

Even because of the labor, a blush appeared on the fair face.

The blush spreads like blush on the delicate skin.

There is also a layer of fine beads of sweat.

In the sunlight, Qiao Anle’s whole face was shining.

After the young recorder took a few glances, his heartbeat suddenly started to get chaotic. He hurriedly looked away, blushing and not daring to look again.

When I came back for the last time.

He handed Qiao Anle a kettle, put it down in a hurry, and trotted away.

Qiao Anle felt very happy while working.

Indeed, labor is the most glorious! Labor is the most noble!

She was a person who could not sit still, and with the protection of the spiritual treasure space, her body was full of endless strength.

It’s just reclaiming wasteland, it’s no big deal.

Without the interruption of the recorder, Qiao Anle worked harder and faster.

After all, she had promised the three kids that she would go to Aunt Li’s house to pick them up and she must not be late.

Boom boom boom.

The hoe fell heavily to the ground again.

Just when they were getting excited, a voice interrupted Qiao Anle.

“Sister Qiao, Sister Qiao!”

“Sister Qiao! How can you do this job!”

“Sister Qiao, please stop doing this! Stop it!”

The sound came from far away and approached quickly.

When Qiao Anle looked up, she just happened to see a girl of about eighteen or nineteen running towards her.

The girl had her hair cut short to her shoulders and curled the ends, as if she was imitating the most fashionable short hair in the city.

She was wearing a short-sleeved top and a big flared skirt.

The style and matching are indeed trendy, but the color matching…

Green top and red skirt, this combination of red and green is really eye-catching.

Not to mention, the fabric used for the red skirt is actually the same pattern as the national bed sheets, with big red flowers everywhere.

Even someone as calm as Qiao Anle was stunned for a moment.

When the girl came closer, she noticed Qiao Anle looking at her clothes and immediately showed a proud expression.

She couldn’t help but say happily.

“Sister Qiao, does it look good? I made this skirt according to the style you mentioned. You said that women in the city all wear it like this!”

As she spoke, her chin lifted.

Qiao Anle coughed a few times and held back the laughter that was rising from his throat.

Her gaze also shifted from the other person’s funny attire to his face, and she recognized his identity.

The girl’s name is Sun Xiangxiang.

She is the daughter of Old Man Sun, the village chief of this small mountain village.

Sun Xiangxiang is nineteen years old this year. She is good-looking, with a round face and big eyes. Before Qiao Anle came, she was a beauty in the small mountain village.

They are people from the mountains, their skin is a little yellow and dark, and they look older than their actual age.

Because of Sun Xiangxiang’s familiar tone, Qiao Anle carefully thought about his memory.

The original owner had a good relationship with Sun Xiangxiang and was one of the few people in the village with whom he could chat.

He is probably the original owner’s only friend.

This is because Sun Xiangxiang is enthusiastic and cheerful, and always likes to listen to the original owner talk about things in the city.

The original owner also missed the days in the city the most.

Sun Xiangxiang would go to the military compound to find the original owner whenever she had time, and the two of them would lock themselves in a room and talk in private.

After a few interactions, the two became familiar with each other.

The original owner had little experience in dealing with people, and his thoughts were simple due to family relationships.

But……

Qiao Anle is different.

She grew up in an orphanage and is accustomed to the ways of the world. She can see through all kinds of interpersonal relationships at a glance.

The first time I saw Sun Xiangxiang and heard her call me “Sister Qiao”, I knew that this girl was not a simple-minded person.

First, the original owner and Sun Xiangxiang are only one year apart in age, or maybe even just a few months. If they were good friends, they wouldn’t call each other sister.

Second, the original owner was Li Fengbei’s wife, and others preferred to call her “sister-in-law” to show respect for Li Fengbei.

Only Sun Xiangxiang…

She called him “Sister Qiao” over and over again, deliberately exaggerating Qiao Anle’s age and deliberately ignoring Li Fengbei’s existence.

The calculations here are not simple~

“Sister Qiao, I was shocked when I heard that you had reported to the village commune!”

“You have always been in poor health, how can you do such hard work! What if you get tired? Don’t do it, don’t do it.”

“I think the recorder of that commune has bad intentions and is deliberately making things difficult for you. Let’s go home and talk to Captain Li to reason with him. We must make him punish those bad guys!”

Sun Xiangxiang took Qiao Anle’s hand in hers, with a very intimate attitude, and talked incessantly.

It was as if Qiao Anle had really suffered some great injustice and she was also filled with righteous indignation.

Except for Li Fengbei, Qiao Anle doesn’t like to be so close to others.

She pulled her arm out with a slight movement, and held the hoe in both hands to avoid Sun Xiangxiang’s approach.

Finish this.

Qiao Anle smiled lightly and spoke slowly.

“It’s not the recorder’s fault. I asked for it myself. Sun Xiangxiang, you don’t know the situation, so don’t say anything. It will affect the recorder’s work. It’s not easy for him. Look, I’m fine now. Nothing has happened to me.”

Her light and calm tone formed a sharp contrast with Sun Xiangxiang’s intense emotions.

Sun Xiangxiang’s behavior of sticking out was like a fist hitting cotton.

Soft and with nowhere to land.

Sun Xiangxiang’s face froze, and she looked embarrassed for a moment.

and……

She looked at Qiao Anle in front of her and only then discovered many differences.

Qiao Anle’s eyes…

The curved, bright eyes were once misty and dull.

But now, the pupils in those eyes are clear and bright, and the eyes are sparkling.

It seems like it will glow.

It makes the already pretty Qiao Anle look even prettier.

Even though she was wearing a headscarf and her clothes were covered in mud, the carefully dressed Sun Xiangxiang still looked like an ugly duckling.

Sun Xiangxiang was embarrassed from head to toe.

But she immediately remembered something else.

Sun Xiangxiang approached Qiao Anle again, deliberately lowered her voice, and spoke in a low voice like a thief.

“Sister Qiao, why didn’t you come yesterday?”

Qiao Anle frowned: “What?”

Sun Xiangxiang continued, “Sister Qiao! Didn’t we agree yesterday that you were going to go out with Lin Wenyuan? According to the words of you city people, this is called… called… That’s right! It’s called a date!”

Dating?!

Sun Xiangxiang finally remembered the word “date”!

Compared to the rural term “hanging out with friends”, “dating” sounds much more fashionable.

But when Qiao Anle heard it, his heart trembled.

The original owner, a married woman, actually wanted to date another man? !

It’s not enough that she’s a mean stepmother, is she also a bad woman with messy relationships with men and women? !

She doesn’t like Li Fengbei, a good man, but she wants to have an extramarital affair? !

This change was so sudden that Qiao Anle was completely stunned.

A rare moment of freezing.