Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 495 The Mule
At Shiligou Railway Station, An Guoqing was kicked out by Lin Cuihua early to pick up An Ning and the others.

A tall and strong man from Northeast China, wearing a mother's brand handmade padded jacket very snugly, with a dog fur hat on his head, and a mixed-color collar around his neck. From time to time, white gas is exhaled from the mouth, except for the eyes. Beyond a crack, it is impossible to see what a person looks like.

An Guoqing put his hands into his sleeves and stretched his neck to look around.

The first one to walk out of the station was Jiang Xia. This guy was probably anti-freezing, and he didn't even wear a hat.

An Guoqing completely ignored the chubby head that had just grown to less than five millimeters, and the few people following him respected the winter in the Northeast.

Gloves, scarves, and hats were all untucked, which greatly increased the difficulty for An Guoqing to identify them.

"Where is the person? How can I find it!"

"Don't go wrong."

An Guoqing muttered to himself, and after standing for a while, he went back to the car and took out the loudspeaker that An Guoming used to sell vegetables.

"Zilla——" a piercing sound attracted most people's attention.

In the next second, the voice of An Guoqing appeared, even surpassing the voice of the radio station at the train station.

"That An Ning—the elder brother is here!"

"That's the one...you wait, I'll look for it..."

An Guoqing didn't realize that he was speaking on a loudspeaker, he wanted to find a bright color so that An Ning could easily see him.

"What's so bright.... I'm local..."

"Big brother!"

"Little sister."

After An Guoqing announced the local year, An Ning really rushed over and turned off the horn.

"Oh, I didn't even recognize it."

An Guoqing pulled off the scarf on his face, looked at the people next to him, pointed to Jiang Xia and asked, "It's winter, don't you freeze your head!"

"After thinking about it, I got home for a while, and I didn't wear it."

An Guoqing was enthusiastic, took off his hat and put it on Jiang Xia's head.

"That's not good, let me tell you, the snow that just fell is always cold."

"Let's go, get in the car!"

Jiang Xia wanted to return the hat to An Guoqing, but An Guoqing didn't want it, insisting that it was cold.

Jiang Xia thought about where Leng Neng Leng would go, and he arrived home in a few minutes by car, but when he saw a mule cart, he gave up his insistence.

"Brother An, I have a hat in my bag, and I have it myself."

"You really have it? Then you put it on quickly."

This time, An Guoqing took back his hat, continued to put it on his head, and called everyone to get on the mule cart.

"Get in the car, get in the car, the snow that just fell is so thick that the truck can't even get out."

"Only this mule is powerful, even a donkey cart will not work!"

"If it weren't for this, our mother and the second child would like to come and pick you up, there is no place here!"

An Guoqing babbled, and lifted the quilt on the mule cart. There was a thick layer of straw underneath, and a layer of felt on top of the straw.

"Hurry up and get in the car, all the quilts are covered, and all the hats are put on."

"The luggage is put on the sledge at the back, and the people ride in the car."

Only now did An Ning and the others see how thick the snow was.

On the train, they also saw snow, but didn't pay much attention to it.

A few people put their luggage on the sledge in a hurry, and An Guoqing and Jiang Xia tied it up with ropes.

An Guoqing let go of the other mule and went to pull the sledge alone.

"Jiang Xia, Grandpa Jiang said you can drive a car."

"I will, give it to me, Brother An."

Jiang Xia sat on the sledge and drove a mule alone.

An Guoqing greeted the others to sit in the mule cart, covered the quilt and prepared to set off.

"Drive——drive——hey, why don't you go?"

An Guoqing drove for a few times, but the obedient mule didn't leave, and kept stomping on the spot, a little anxious.

An Ning's eyes moved and landed on the wolf cub in his arms. The perception of animals is higher than that of humans.

"Wang Wang!"

Da Huang yelled twice, the little wolf got out of An Ning's arms, one big and one small got off the mule cart, the little wolf rode on Da Huang, and left by himself.

"Why are you still going down, rhubarb! Rhubarb!"

An Guoqing yelled twice, Dahuang stopped and waited for a while, then continued to move forward.

An Guoqing pulled the reins, and the mule drove away again.

"Hey, bear egg, those dogs in the village, why didn't I see you scared."

The mule cart left, An Ning felt guilty, but was soon replaced by the excitement of going home.

An Guoqing came here alone, tying two mules together and pulling the sledge.

Think of it as one to put luggage and the other to pull people.

The thick snow was about half a meter deep. If it weren't for the mules with four-wheel drive, several people would have to go back through the snow.

"Brother, when will the snow be so heavy?"

"From the night you got on the train, it started to get off until this morning. Our mother has been angry for the past two days. I was afraid that there would be no car to pick you up. Later, the second child borrowed a mule."

"Fortunately, no one has passed by here yet, or it would be even more difficult to leave."

An Ning deeply agrees, it's really not easy to walk, it seems to be about the same speed as walking.

Along the way, everyone chatted and learned about each other's situation. In fact, An Ning mostly asked questions, and An Guoqing answered.

"Brother, can Heidan speak?"

"Forget it, jump every word."

"Brother, what is the color of your collar?"

"The red one is left over from your sister-in-law's knitting sweater, the green one is left over from Heidan's knitting sweater, and the black one is left over from our dad's knitting sweater."

An Ning couldn't laugh or cry, and continued to ask, "Why don't you have your sweater?"

"Yes! I can't knit enough!"

As she chatted with An Guoqing, An Ning's Mandarin gradually changed to the version with a slight dialect at home.

Up to now, An Ning still remembers when she first came here, she was confused by the dialect and made a lot of jokes.

At that time, she hated the dialect, but now she really likes the language at home.

The mule cart was slow, but it was getting closer to home.

When the village in the distance appeared, An Ning couldn't help looking around, as if she saw a lot of people.

Not that it seems, there really are many of them.

"No, I'll come back from vacation, don't need so many people to pick me up."

An Ning looked ahead, and the figure became more and more clear. The village chief was in front of him, and there were many people behind him.

Young and old, with shovels and brooms in hand, ready to sweep the snow.

"Oh, isn't it National Day! You're picking up An Ning! An Ning is back!"

"Your mother was nagging you two days ago that you were coming back."

"No, I even killed a pig."

An Ning in the car blushed for a moment.

Damn, I misunderstood, I'm not here to pick her up!

An Ning got out of the car with a bit of embarrassment, took off her scarf and greeted everyone.

"Village chief, what are you?"

"It's great that An Ning is back! We're sweeping the snow. We got a call just now, saying that some leader is coming to inspect, and I don't know what to inspect, so we have to choose this day."

"Cleaning up the mess every day, and fucking clearing the snow for him."

Scolding is cursing, work is dry, Sun Dazhuang led his people to continue sweeping the snow, An Ning and his party were not polite, they went home first.

(End of this chapter)