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"Good, good!" Chen Wuyue nodded her head repeatedly, holding Zhao Xiangyun's fat black hands, she walked towards the Zhao Family household.

Zhao Zhiyuan had originally wanted to go with them, but thought that Production Team was an important time to plunder and grow. If he didn't collect the food in time, and couldn't hand it over, the farming tools and materials he would receive from Production Team would be less than other Production Team s. This wasn't what Zhao Zhiyuan wanted to see.

", you and your mother go back first. I'll go check on the Production Team again!" Zhao Zhiyuan said.

Hearing that, Chen Wuyue's temper rose.

Just as she was about to reprimand Zhao Zhiyuan, when her daughter was already like this and had no regards for anything, Zhao Xiangyun smiled sweetly at Zhao Zhiyuan, "Dad, you've worked hard, come back early! That's right, when I was taking a walk earlier, I saw many comrades cutting wheat in the wheat field at the bottom of the hill. If you have the time, go take a look. If you don't do well, if you want to criticize something, you have to criticize it as well! "

With Zhao Xiangyun's reminder, Zhao Zhiyuan remembered that during the entire day, he had been busy working with the Production Team members that he was close to, and had completely forgotten about the wheat field at the foot of the mountain.

That piece of wheat field was basically under the control of the people from the city, and Su Xinghua was inside.

That's a man who can't work.

Adding on Qu Mengmeng, even thinking about it gave Zhao Zhiyuan a headache!

Of course, not everyone was like that. A Male Comrade called Jiang Weimin was not bad, the others did not even have enough work, he just had to do rough, heavy work!

The only thing that wasn't good was that Jiang Weimin didn't like to talk much, and often fought alone!

Plus, his family's condition might not be good, so he was dressed differently from the city people.

Zhao Zhiyuan increased his pace and quickly reached the edge of the wheat field slope.

A group of people, they had heard from Zhao Xiangyun that Captain would come to check, and now that Captain had really come, they were all frightened.

Qu Mengmeng immediately cried.

She didn't have the tools to work, and she didn't want to hurt her hand.

But she even more so didn't want Zhao Zhiyuan to write bad things down in the record book.

Zhao Zhiyuan looked around and realised that everyone had done a lot more work than usual.

He was extremely pleased, and when he realized that Comrade Qu was crying, he immediately frowned.

"Comrade Qu, are you feeling well?" Zhao Zhiyuan asked.

"No …" Just as Qu Mengmeng was about to shake her head, she suddenly nodded again, "My stomach hurts, maybe … "She might have suffered heatstroke!"

In fact, there was no place for Qu Mengmeng to feel uncomfortable. She just wanted Zhao Zhiyuan to pity her.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zhiyuan was a barbarian. Other than his own wife and daughter, he would not treat the second person with mercy. Even if it were his own mother and father, he would dare to say that it was his wife and daughter.

"Why hasn't anyone else suffered heatstroke? If you think cutting wheat is too hard, you can go raise pigs with Production Team tomorrow! " Zhao Zhiyuan said.

Qu Mengmeng's face instantly turned pale white.

Not only was the pig farm dirty and smelly, but there was also pig shit.

Most importantly, she still needed to be separated from these knowledgeable youths.

Talking to these knowledgeable youths made her feel like she was a citizen of the city. If she went to talk to those country bumpkins, Qu Mengmeng was really afraid that she would forget her original identity.

"I... I'm not going to the pig farm! " Qu Mengmeng's tears fell even more fiercely!

"Comrade Qu, there is no such thing as work! They were both from the city, how could Comrade Jiang Weimin go to the pig farm to work? Collect feces from the village? "