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When I got home, Song Jinhan and Xu Jianmin were both there, digging a well with conical steel bars, hoes and shovels, with blue bricks piled beside them.

Yun Tinglan was a little surprised at the two people's execution ability. They just talked about digging a well in the morning, but it was put on the agenda so quickly?

The people watching the fun said, "Why spend that money? It's not far to the lake to fetch water. It's only a few steps away."

No, washing clothes, cooking and picking vegetables are all in the same place, especially washing feces and diapers. After seeing this several times, Yun Tinglan felt a little disgusted. In the past, the water used for cooking was all from the space. Now Xu Jianmin comes here frequently, and it is not the same thing to fool him.

Although there are abundant water resources here and water can be dug out from anywhere, there are still differences in water quality. The place that Song Jinhan chose is the sweet water area detected by Lingxi.

There were many people helping out. In the evening, Lingxi stewed a wild goose. It was so spicy and delicious that it would make one's mouth water. Those who were reluctant to eat it would be put in a bowl for them to take home.

What really took a lot of thought was the water pressure well device above. While Song Jinhan was giving a report at the general farm and imparting experience in cold-region rice cultivation, he was also busy and got a lot of spare parts.

The well mouth is pressed down by a stone groove pool weighing over 100 kilograms, so children cannot open it. However, if you want to dig the well, you can move it, which is safe and convenient.

It took them quite a bit of effort to install a hand-cranked water pump on the groove, but the water that came out was sweet and delicious. In the dog days of summer, chilling a watermelon with icy well water tasted sweet and refreshing, how wonderful!

Xu Jianmin narrowed his eyes. If it were him, he wouldn't bother with this idea. But now, he touched his new coat and thought, "Life is getting more and more promising."

The autumn harvest is approaching, and the fields are full of a bountiful harvest.

What makes everyone most happy is that their farm not only has a good harvest this year, but the crops also mature a week earlier than last year, which allows them to harvest more calmly.

Xu Jianmin stood on a high platform holding a metal loudspeaker to mobilize people, "This is a battle without gunpowder smoke! For the sake of the Party and the people, we must carry forward the spirit of 'not fearing hardship, not fearing fatigue, not seeking fame, not seeking profit', grit our teeth, rush to harvest and plant to promote production!"

Men, women, young and old in the audience all looked up at him. Even though their faces were sunburned, no one was impatient. On the contrary, everyone was full of fighting spirit and looked happy.

A great harvest, who wouldn’t be happy!

"Secretary Xu, do you still mean to keep your promise to show us a movie?"

"Yes, show a movie." Many people nodded in agreement.

"Let it go! Our deputy director has already asked for it. Let's borrow the latest film, 'Red Flag'!"

The projector was said to be discarded by the County Cultural Bureau. In fact, it was also an exchange of interests. Song Jinhan repaired it a little, equipped it with a diesel generator, and prepared a film screen, and then he could start projection by himself. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to know how to operate these things.

Perhaps it was the joy of the harvest, or perhaps it was the temptation of the movie, but everyone was very motivated. Even the children helped to tie the stacks, and the harvest was completed a day and a half earlier than expected.

Everyone was happy as they watched the grain being stored in the warehouse. No one cared about their cracked skin from the sun. They just urged the movie to be shown.

Xu Jianmin waved his hand and said, "Let's go! Of course we'll go! The National Day is coming soon, and the good harvest from their farm is the best gift!"

The sun had just set and Xiao Wenshu had just pulled up the curtain on the high platform when the place below was filled with stools and mats. Most of the seats were occupied by children and everyone wanted to squeeze to the front.

As soon as one person put the stool away, someone else took his stool and started scrambling for it. One person was dissatisfied and the other was unhappy, and soon they started fighting.

Xiao Wenshu just felt tired because of the endless disputes.

In the end, the children and even the adults were waiting in the audience with their bowls in hand, slurping their food and chatting about family matters. It was very lively.

Yun Tinglan knew that there would be a lot of people, and she had no interest in watching movies, so she thought she would just go for a walk and join in the fun. After all, it would be a bit abnormal if you hadn't seen such a rare thing but were not curious.

It was still early and the two children's biological clocks had not yet started. They were more energetic than the other and patted the stroller railings to express their desire to go out.

Then go for it!

Just seeing the crowds of people, Yun Tinglan was still stunned. It would have been fine if there were just a lot of people, but people in the back row were standing and watching. Tall people were not affected, but people of shorter stature could not see the platform.

But they also have a way, they stand on stools to watch, so the people in the outer circle are one row taller than the other.

Anyway, Yun Tinglan was standing at the outermost edge and could only hear the sound but not see the screen. She was just about to say to Song Jinhan, "Let's go back. Watching it in the home theater in the space is no better than feeding mosquitoes here."

"Come with me." Song Jinhan put her fat daughter in her arms, held her son under her armpits, and led her to the elementary school with one hand.

The primary school is a bungalow built with red bricks, diagonally facing the high platform. The angle is a bit off, but one can still watch movies on the roof. Some people who were watching on tiptoe while clinging to the fence of the primary school also followed suit and climbed up.

"Damn Feng Lanchi! He should be arrested and criticized!"

"Fuck him! Down with the local tyrants and evil gentry!"

"Down with the local tyrants and evil gentry! Down with the corrupt officials!"

Yun Tinglan: “…”

The surroundings were filled with indignation. This was empathy for the movie! Looking at the indignation of the crowd, she and Song Jinhan looked at each other. What could they do? Just shout along!

Anyway, Yun Tinglan didn't want to have such an experience again. The next day when "Malanhua Kai" was shown, Guihua and the others came to call her to watch a movie again. Yun Tinglan just said, "You go first."

The couple pushed the child around the reed marsh, and the whole family took a medicinal bath without worrying about mosquito bites.

They spread a small mat and put the child on it, then they snuggled up to each other and looked at the blue sky, white clouds and the afterglow of the setting sun. The atmosphere was so good that they couldn't help but stick together, and then they felt a soft touch on their legs.

When he looked down, he saw that his fat daughter could not only turn over by herself but also crawl. This surprise was so sudden that Song Jinhan, the old father, was so surprised that he hugged his fat daughter and held her high up.

Amidst the giggles, Yun Tinglan pressed the shutter.

Yian seemed to be stimulated. He kicked his feet anxiously and then turned over with a snap. He looked funny, kicking his limbs in place like a clumsy little turtle.

Yun Tinglan laughed unkindly and did not help. She took the camera and used the film without hesitation, recording the moments of her child's growth one by one.

After the fat girl unlocked the crawling skill, she became curious about places outside the small seat and was determined to catch those wild flowers and weeds that she couldn't name. Song Jinhan just watched her and let her do whatever she wanted as long as she didn't put them in her mouth.

Yun Tinglan didn't care. After all, the tougher the child, the easier it is to raise him. The current environment is like this, and her child is already spoiled.