Time Travel: Volume 1! Starting from a Small Mountain Village

Lin Guodong smiled but didn't answer directly. Instead, he turned his gaze to the two puppies, praising them for being obedient. He understood Long Zhiqing's intention in keeping the dogs at the chicken farm—it was for the farm's safety—and admired Long Zhiqing's caution.

Long Lifan smiled smugly, pointed to the two puppies, and introduced their names: "Zhaocai and Laifu are very obedient. They only give a warning when someone approaches the chicken farm." Lin Guodong chuckled upon hearing the names, feeling that they matched the meaning of the chicken farm.

Suddenly, he remembered the way Director Xu of the machinery factory tried to win over Long Zhiqing, so he suggested, "From now on, the village will provide the food for the two puppies. After all, they are working for the brigade's chicken farm. I'll inform Accountant Zhou later and have him send the food over."

"That would be great!" Long Lifan smiled and readily agreed to the suggestion. She wasn't worried about the food now; with her current work points and salary, supporting two dogs was no problem at all. But since Zhaocai and Laifu were working for the brigade, it was only right that they contribute some food.

She jokingly said to the two puppies, "Now that you're working for the government, you'd better work hard!"

The two puppies seemed to understand their owner's words, barking twice in response, creating a heartwarming and amusing scene.

"By the way, the corn in the fields will be ready for harvest in a few days." Lin Guodong finally revealed his purpose. "I came here in advance to let you know that you and a few others don't need to participate in this autumn harvest." There are many people in Dongwan Brigade, so their absence won't make a difference. More importantly, the chicken farm is too important to the village right now. If something happens to them while they're gone, it would be a huge loss.

"real!"

Long Lifan was a little excited when she heard about this arrangement. One reason was that she disliked working in the fields, and another was that she had seen the corn in the field and it was taller than her; harvesting corn would definitely expose her short stature. As someone who had transmigrated from another world, she was quite self-conscious about her height. Therefore, this arrangement was undoubtedly good news for her.

She looked gratefully at the brigade leader. The Lin sisters, though working at the chicken farm, always volunteered for the work, leaving her with some free time. With the harvest season in full swing, and thinking of the villagers and educated youth toiling under the scorching sun, Lin Lifan felt a pang of guilt. She thought for a moment and said, "Brigade leader, how about I find a few people to make some soup for the villagers working in the fields to help them cool down?"

Lin Guodong paused for a moment, then asked in confusion, "What kind of soup are you making?"

"Mung bean soup would be good, or we could kill a few roosters and make chicken soup!" Lin Lifan suggested. She often shared "chicken soup for the soul" during literacy campaigns, but at this moment she felt that real chicken soup was more heartwarming.

"this…"

The long-term poverty of Dongwan Brigade made Brigade Leader Lin Guodong cherish every asset. So when he heard Long Zhiqing suggest killing roosters to make chicken soup for the commune members to nourish their bodies, he hesitated. He originally planned to take these roosters to the commune to sell them later to get more money.

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Long Lifan, who was standing to the side, naturally noticed the team leader's hesitation and persuaded him, "Team leader, the conditions in the team have improved now. There are quite a few roosters in the chicken farm. Moreover, these roosters don't lay eggs. If we kill them and make soup, the villagers can also have a taste of something fresh and nourish their bodies to better prepare for the upcoming autumn harvest."

"Row!"

After considering it over, Lin Guodong finally nodded in agreement. Under Long Zhiqing's meticulous care, every chicken at the chicken farm grew up healthy.

Killing a few roosters wouldn't affect the flock as a whole. Moreover, Long Zhiqing's suggestion was selfless and sincere, entirely for the well-being of the villagers. Considering the large population of the village, ensuring everyone had enough to drink would be a major problem due to a shortage of manpower. Therefore, he asked, "How many people do you plan to find to help you?"

Long Lifan thought for a moment and replied, "One person will be enough to keep an eye on the chicken farm. The three of us, plus the four teachers from the school, working together should be enough."

"Seven people?" Lin Guodong murmured softly. "How about this, let Hu Zhiqing come with you. Also, I'll have your aunt bring two more women with her!"

He said: He was worried about not having enough manpower, and on the other hand, he wanted to curry favor with Long Zhiqing. He knew that Hu Zhiqing and Long Zhiqing had a good relationship, and Hu Zhiqing was not good at working in the fields, so it would be better to keep him to help Long Zhiqing and the others.

Since the bamboo basket incident, Lin Guodong has been much quicker to act. When Long Lifan returned to the courtyard after work, the brigade leader had already arranged for someone to deliver the rations for "Zhaocai" and "Laifu".

"Sister Fan, you bought grain again!"

Hu Lili asked with some doubt, as she remembered that the group had bought quite a lot a few days ago.

"Oh, it's their food!"

Long Lifan pointed to the two puppies following behind her and explained with a smile, "Isn't it because the brigade leader saw that 'Zhaocai' and 'Laifu' were doing work for the brigade? So he arranged for their food."

Upon hearing Long Lifan's explanation, Hu Lili, Jiang Nian'an, and the others were speechless and shocked. Hu Lili, in particular, wanted to say:

Sister Fan, are you a devil? Look at how little time you've spent, and you've already arranged jobs for several educated youths. Now you're even more amazing; even your own dog is getting a government job.

Seeing that Long Lifan had even carefully assigned tasks to the little mongrel, Hu Lili couldn't help but feel envious. She blinked her big eyes and said to Long Lifan expectantly, "Sister Fan, why don't you assign me a new job? I really don't care about the work points, as long as I can work with you, I'll be content."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Long Lifan was slightly taken aback. The premise for her to make arrangements was that the other party had the necessary conditions. For example, Yang Zhiqing knew medicine; and Jiang Nian'an was highly educated and patient in teaching children.

He then smiled and asked, "So I'm assigning you a job? Well, you'll have to tell me what your special skills or areas of expertise are."

Upon hearing this, Hu Lili began to ponder, thinking for a long time before realizing she didn't seem to have any particular skills or areas of expertise. After a long while, she finally spoke weakly:

Does "liking to join in the fun" count?

"What do you think!" Long Lifan rolled her eyes at her, letting her figure it out for herself. What kind of talent is this? A few decades from now, maybe she could become a gossip reporter or paparazzi, but now…

"Let me think about it..."

Hu Li frowned, her face showing anxiety. She unconsciously tugged at her hair and occasionally patted her forehead, trying hard to think of any other special skills she might have.

"No, my head is itching so much when I think about this," Hu Lili said in distress, pointing to her messy head, her face full of dejection and helplessness.

Seeing this, Long Lifan smiled knowingly. "Your head itches as soon as you start thinking. Well, congratulations! You're starting to get a brain!" Her words were teasing, but also sincere.

Hu Lili came from a privileged background and had hardly ever worried about the trivialities of life growing up. To put it nicely, she thought little and lived happily. Long Lifan sometimes really envied people like Hu Lili, who could live carefree lives without having to worry about too many things.

But then I thought, everyone has their own way of life and their own pace. Perhaps that's the true meaning of life—no matter what situation you're in, you can find your own happiness and contentment.