An Ning took An Laoqi to the brigade headquarters, where Sun Dazhuang had already been waiting.

Uncle An and An Sancheng also came over.

"Let's talk about it in the house."

Sun Dazhuang opened the door to the brigade headquarters. After An Ning entered, he saw a microphone wrapped in a red cloth.

"This is a button. Push it and it will sound. Then you can speak."

"Thank you, village chief."

An Ning thanked him, sat down, took out the scratch paper he had prepared, and turned on the switch.

"Wooer----"

A sound of electric current stimulating laba sounded in the sky above the village.

Almost everyone who was working stopped, and the loudspeaker in the village started to speak.

"If you want to work, come to the brigade headquarters and find An Laoqi to sign up."

The addition of An Ning sped up the whole process a lot.

In the end, An Ning was the most relaxed person.

An Ning came a step early and looked down at Jiang Xia who was climbing the mountain.

And in order to avoid confusion, An Ning also marked the nickname behind each big name.

An Ning rolled her eyes obscenely and asked:

The people on the mountain are very active and enthusiastic.

An Ning contacted Director Li of the textile factory. They had talked about plastic before. Director Li said that he knew a chemical factory and could buy it cheaply.

An Ning was only responsible for writing, while Uncle An kept talking and playing the role of blackface.

An Sancheng, Uncle An, and Uncle An are going to organize it. Those who cut trees and those who dig stones must divide their work.

An Ning said "Hello" twice and patted it twice with her hands to make sure the sound was useful before starting to read the manuscript.

But Uncle An's ugly words are ahead.

Everyone knew each other well, and it was very lively.

At noon, there is a break from twelve to one o'clock. Everyone goes back to have lunch and continue working in the afternoon.

"An Xiucheng."

She saw Jiang Xia stumble, turned around and gave her a thumbs up and said, "What he said is becoming more and more down-to-earth."

An Ning and Jiang Xia also followed down the mountain, but after finishing their meal, the two people went up the mountain separately and met at a mountain stream deep in the mountain.

“Hey hey——Puff——”

After An Ning expressed her gratitude, she hung up the phone.

And every time after writing a word, both of them would doubt whether the word was correct or not.

In the morning, it took an hour just to sign up.

An Ning looked at Jiang Xia, who was walking faster again, and said in an undisguised voice from behind: "Big lie."

An Ning carried the shovel up the mountain and met Jiang Xia who was also going up the mountain.

"The chance of you going wrong is about the same as the chance of going wrong for my rhubarb."

An Ning has no ideas for the time being, and it will take some time to wait in the fields and mountains.

"Dad, Uncle Qi, I'll write it, you just need to name it."

"The mountainous land I contracted will be reclaimed starting from today."

An Ning stepped forward to take over the writing task. As for An Sancheng and An Qishu, they knew each other well, but they had not written a word for eight hundred years, so they were very unfamiliar.

The parts for the greenhouse are on the way, and the next step is to buy various seeds and the fruit seedlings needed on the mountain.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

So she simply took a shovel and went up the mountain to work.

An Laoqi and An Sancheng were sitting behind a table, busy accepting registrations.

When she hung up the phone, she realized that connections are really good.

"Yeah, it's only 80 cents a day. I can buy several popsicles."

An Ning knew that Jiang Xia was trying to help her, so it was not difficult to say thank you.

"What?"

At this time, the loudspeaker had a very high status and received great attention from people.

No one wants to give up such an opportunity to make money in the village.

Of course, what comes and goes is the way to go.

In a village, there are always some lazy people, and my uncle knows this best, but when I signed up for the first time, my uncle even let me sign up.

An Sancheng's answer made An Ning feel that he might not have remembered anything except the word "an".

An Ning was amused by the shameless Jiang Xia, and chased Chen with a shovel.

Anyone in the village who has no serious medical problems can sign up.

An Ning made a lot of phone calls, and no one needed to go, and everything she needed was basically complete.

The poles arrived and the plastic was needed too.

"Yes, yes, this is it."

"We are recruiting people to open up wasteland today. Those who work for a full day will be charged 80 cents per day, regardless of food. Those who work for half a day will be charged 40 cents, regardless of food. Please bring your own tools."

An Ning took a few steps to catch up with Jiang Xia and asked, "Do you still need to earn 80 cents?"

"You can't be lazy. If you are lazy, we won't want it. Don't be unhappy when the time comes."

"I'm going to get 80 cents, don't give me less!"

It looked a bit similar at first, but the more I looked at it, the more they looked different. It was awkward.

An Ning, who was writing in a clear dialect, tilted his head and looked at An Sancheng.

"Er Dingzi——"

The two went up the mountain one after another. One went to the west to dig stones, and the other went to the east to pick up branches.

"My level of thinking is beyond your reach."

Jiang Xia passed An Ning, leaving An Ning alone behind with her thoughts knotted.

She looked at Jiang Xia's outfit and the direction she was walking.

Writing is not troublesome, but thinking of these people's names does waste a little time.

There was a secret smile at the corner of Jiang Xia's mouth, but it was harder than a stone.

There will be talk about who to fire when the time comes.

"Are you going to open up wasteland?"

Everyone laughed and said that they would definitely do a good job, and the uncle did not dissuade these people from their enthusiasm. He would speak with evidence and wait until they have done it.

"Although I have money, I can't spend it recklessly, right?"

Tie Dan'er, Gou Dan'er, Niu Dan'er, Lao Baldy, Wang Mazi, Li Lai...

After finishing reading, she just came out of the brigade headquarters and saw many people in the yard.

After the registration, An Ning shouted directly: "Start working today and your work will be counted. As long as you work today, your work will be considered full."

"Hello villagers, I am An Ning from An Sancheng family."

This time, people are more active.

An Sancheng grinned and thought, but finally asked without thinking: "Er Dingzi, where did your last name come from?"

Next, An Ning saw how weird the nicknames in the village were.

However, she didn't have a few minutes to spare. An Ning made a call to the machinery factory and asked for her batch of steel pipes for the greenhouse.

Simple and clear, An Ning read it three times in total before turning off the speaker.

"I thought I was on the wrong track."

The cheering crowds all ran towards their homes, holding tools.

Factory Manager Li across the street personally arranged a truck to drive An Ning over.

An Ning admired her in her heart, and her men were not slow in their actions, but they also encountered some difficulties.

“Where’s the rhubarb?”

Jiang Xia finally climbed up and sat down on the stone.

"Dahuang is at home, why don't I, brother Dahuang, come over?"

An Ning stared at Jiang Xia's face carefully and said, "Brother Dahuang, I suspect your face is not clean."
Chapter completed!