Back in the 1970s, my yandere husband pampered her unbridledly

Chapter 152

The mayor said in his heart, it's better to ask for money, I'm afraid there is nothing else.

But he couldn't say that, so the mayor asked, "What do you want?"

Zhuang Yan had already thought about it, "Get me a truck ticket, or give me a certificate, I want to buy a truck." "

Garment factories are developing well now, and there are more places to use cars. When the Beijing market is stable, pulling goods back and forth will require more cars. Not to mention the waste of money in the general hire car, it is not convenient, I have a car, so I don't want to go to Beijing when I want to, just when to go.

Although Zhuang Yan wants a car more, she can't do it now, and she has to wait for the resumption of the college entrance examination and the opening up of the economy.

After hearing what Zhuang Yan said, the mayor breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I'll keep an eye on you, if you have a ticket, I'll give it to you first." "

If he asks for a car or a ticket, he can think of a way.

Zhuang Yan was not satisfied, "Give me a certificate first, and if I encounter a suitable opportunity, I will buy a car." "

It's a coincidence, this time I went to Beijing, Zhuang Yan was going to buy a truck.

Tickets and certificates, she wanted to find Zhuang Yu to do it, but she didn't expect to encounter this incident, and she got it by the way.

"Okay, I'll open it for you tomorrow morning.

The mayor continued, "I have come to tell you about the situation in the village, your village has run out of medicine, sprayers have been lent to Wangjia Village, and tractors, and the ox carts are slow and delay time. All the back sprayers in the town have also been sent to various villages, and they are used in serious villages first, and everyone sprays non-stop, plus the ones you produce, will definitely be able to save all the corn seedlings.

"That's good, as long as the seedlings are still there, there is still hope." Zhuang Yan said.

Others also agreed, yes, as long as the seedlings are there, even if the yield is reduced, it is better than no harvest.

After a few people finished talking about business, they went to work, the mayor left with the sprayer, and the rest of the people continued to produce.

Before Mu Feng left, he used a chair to build a bed for Zhuang Yan, and borrowed a futon from the factory director to let her rest.

Everyone left, and Zhuang Yan took out her own futon from the space, as well as a simple bed. Re-paved and began to sleep.

Zhuang Yan dared to take it out, it was still the benefit of Mu Feng's fanfare, everyone knew that Zhuang Yan was resting, no one would come in to disturb her, Zhuang Yan was inside, she could sleep as much as she wanted. When Mu Feng came to call her tomorrow morning, she took the bed and futon back into the space.

In the office, Zhuang Yan turned off the lights and rested. In the workshop outside the office, Mu Feng led people to stay up late to produce. While busy, he always looks in the direction of the office, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and his face is soft.

There is his lover there, the person he wants to protect for the rest of his life, and the person who puts it on the tip of his heart, how can he not look at it and not think about it.

In the morning, the sun rose, and the last sprayer in the workshop was finished. Mu Feng said, "Everyone works hard, go back and rest."

He walked to the office without looking back, knocked lightly, and waited for a while before the door opened.

Zhuang Yan looked at Mu Feng with sleepy eyes, "Can you go home?" "

Well, it's okay, let's pack up and leave." The

simple bed and futon Zhuang Yan have been put away, and Mu Feng has restored the office to its original state. They put their things in the car.

Mu Feng handed over to the factory director and drove away with Zhuang Yan.

Halfway through, I turned to the mayor's office, took a letter of introduction, and went straight back to the village.

The village is very quiet, with only a few lesbians, shuttling through the village, and rarely seeing gay men.

Presumably, everyone stays up late to work and makes up for sleep at home.

At this time, Mu Feng and Zhuang Yan were the same, they also wanted to go home to make up for sleep.

But when I got home, I was blinded.

Why are there so many people in the family, Daddy Mu is here, the captain is here, Zhang Zhiyang is here, even Uncle Mu Fifth and Uncle Mu are here, and there are people in the village who can speak.

The living room was packed, there was not enough sofa to sit on, and the kitchen chairs were moved over, so that there were still people sitting on small benches.

As soon as Zhuang Yan and the others entered the door, they were surrounded, all of them were from the village, and their own family members did not squeeze in.

It's messy, they're all saying words of thanks, and Zhuang Yan's brain hurts.

The captain couldn't stand it anymore, "Stop, sit down, and talk slowly, Yanyan and the others will come back and let them take a breath."

Zhang Cuicui took the opportunity to pull Zhuang Yan out and let her sit on the sofa. Zhuang Yan thought about Li, so many elders were here, and it was not good for her to sit on the sofa.

Zhang Cuicui held her down, "Yanyan, you just sit here, don't move, Mom will bring you food, and talk while eating." The

villagers also chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes, eat first, it's okay if you're hungry."

"Just sit there, leave us alone, it's good for us to sit here." An elder sitting in a chair said.

Zhuang Yan hasn't figured it out yet, what are you doing here, haven't you all sprayed medicine in the field?

The inquiring eyes looked at Zhuang Jianguo next to him, and when he came back, his father looked at her with a smile, proud.

Zhuang Yan saw that he was controlling himself, there were outsiders, and his father was very happy to be able to laugh like this. If there were no outsiders, how could I sit still and jump up happily.

Zhuang Jianguo cleared his throat, suppressed the corners of his smiling mouth, and said in Zhuang Yan's ear: "They are all here to thank you, Yanyan, you are better than Dad, so many people are really grateful to you and admire you." This

is also the reason why Zhuang Jianguo is proud, his daughter has really grown up, she can help so many people, and so many people are truly grateful. There seems to be a light on her daughter's body, which illuminates everyone's dark night and brings hope to everyone.

Now that hope has come true, how can you not be excited and grateful.

Zhuang Yan also understood that she was here to thank her.

It's no wonder that Zhuang Yan was surprised, when the farm was built and the first month's share was given to everyone, they didn't see them excited like this, you know, it was dozens of yuan, enough for them to earn more than half a year.

Now the harvest is just preserved, and everyone does not rest, and they come to thank her, which shows that food is important in the hearts of the villagers.

Even if you have money to buy it, you don't want to see no harvest in the field.

Zhuang Yan wanted everyone to go back, but before she could speak, Zhang Cuicui came in with breakfast, put it on the coffee table, and picked up the porridge for Zhuang Yan.

"It's delicious, leave them alone, I'll have something to say in a moment.

After speaking, he pushed the dish in front of Zhuang Yan. Zhang Cuicui took a steamed bun, looked around, and found Mu Feng on the small bench at the door.

Seeing that Mu Feng was there, Zhang Cuicui said with some reproach, "Why did you sit there, come over for dinner."

Mu Feng was still a little surprised, he was finally taken seriously, he hadn't forgotten his son, and knew to leave him food.

Zhang Cuicui didn't call him, he didn't know that he still had his own share.

Mu Feng got up and walked to the sofa, happy no.

Zhang Cuicui watched him get up, and hurriedly said, "Bring the stool and sit here to eat." "