MTL - There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s-Chapter 150 Feeling inferior to oneself

Chapter 150 Feeling inferior to oneself

“Let my cousin lay a basket of flowers in the river tonight, and there will be fish to eat tomorrow.”

Zheng Xinyue saw Chen Shuli staring at her excitedly, and smiled sarcastically. The words she said were like a ladle of cold water poured on her head. Seeing that Chen Shuli's face became as ugly as eating shit, she should retreat this time. ?

 Seeing Zheng Maoshan coming with a big iron pot from a distance, Zheng Xinyue went up to greet him with a smile.

“Captain, I chose the flat land over there, do you think it’s okay?”

Zheng Xinyue pointed to the place she had just chosen and said to Zheng Maoshan. Zheng Maoshan glanced in the direction of her finger and smiled with satisfaction:

“Xinyue, we have chosen a place so quickly. This location is good. I will send someone over to set up the stove soon.”

 Chen Shuli watched from a distance, feeling annoyed in her heart. This **** girl really knows how to shave her beard. Doesn’t this make it look like she has done nothing?

After Zheng Xinyue came back, she found that Chen Shuli looked at her with resentment. She really didn't know what this woman blamed herself for? No fish for her? Who doesn't owe her anything to let her come back to cheat on her own family after she's full? Isn't one lesson enough?

The men over there have already begun to work sweating profusely. Her third brother takes turns with the pickaxe, and he digs all the places that the shovel cannot dig. Those present are all important strong laborers in the village, and no one is lazy or slippery. , the bustling labor scene made Zheng Xinyue full of energy.

Zheng Maoshan sent Zheng Dakui over to build the stove. The two simple stoves were quickly built. Because they were only for temporary use, they only built a single layer of bricks. Once the air blew, the mud became dry. The large iron pot was placed on the The top is just right.

Zheng Xinyue squatted beside her father and watched curiously. When she needed bricks, she moved them, and she felt a sense of pride in her work.

Chen Shuli hid in the shade of a tree and pretended to be dead. She only did cooking and no other work! I only drank some gruel in the morning, and I couldn't resist hunger even if I stayed still.

At half past seven, Gu Changfeng came with people from the sugar factory. He brought a donkey cart with food, which weighed at least two hundred kilograms. In addition, he also brought his own potatoes, cabbage, a small jar of meat oil, and two kilograms of coarse salt. Basically, he had food and drink. The village doesn't care about the cost.

The food was unloaded at the brigade headquarters, and only enough food for lunch was brought to the river.

“Director Gu, the village has started digging, and the progress is very fast, and we have dug almost ten meters.”

Zheng Maoshan arranged things by the river and went to the entrance of the village to guard, staying with the stern-looking Gu Changfeng.

"Looking at it this way, the canal can be dug in three days. We will work together on both sides. I will bring the bricklayers here. The strong laborers will dig the ditch in the front, and the bricklayers will lay bricks and cement in the back. This will not waste time."

Gu Changfeng had long legs and a fast pace. As he walked, he said that Zheng Maoshan was much shorter than him and could not keep up with his pace. It was a bit difficult to chase him with a trot. He was dissatisfied, but when he heard that Gu Changfeng After thinking about it, his eyes immediately lit up. This idea was great and could increase the speed by half.

Zheng Maoshan seemed to be seeing the harvest in autumn and said excitedly:

“Director Gu, you have thought carefully. This is a good method. After the people in front have finished digging, the bricklayers in the back have basically finished the work. The cement will dry out in two days, so it will take a week to open the gate and release the water.”

“Yes, but the beet fields still need to be irrigated in the past few days. Now is the time when the beets are growing and there must be no shortage of water.”

 Gu Changfeng was not as excited as Zheng Maoshan. He just said lightly that his proposal was very professional, as if he was an old farmer who had been familiar with crop growth for many years.

Zheng Maoshan looked at this young man with admiration. The more he got along with him, the more he realized that Gu Changfeng was not a simple man. He thought about everything in detail and comprehensively. His ability was so outstanding that he felt inferior to him. No wonder he reached the position of factory director at such a young age.

 “How old is Director Gu this year?”

  Good night, the update is over, thank you for your support~

 (End of this chapter)