Send Lu Qingyao to the door.

Sang Bai couldn't help asking: "I said Mr. Lu, will anyone come later?"

"No, no, you can rest."

Lu Qingyao's old face turned slightly red, but fortunately no one could see it at night.

Leaving Sangbai's small yard, Lu Qingyao returned to the village, and when he went to his house, he opened the door and found that the village had passed by sixty and was already sitting in his main hall.

"How is it, Qingyao, what does Mr. Sang say?"

The first question to ask is Lu Qingyao's cousin Lu Qingju.

"Mr. Sang is going back, saying that the food stored there is going to be transported out this time, about 200 kilograms," said Lu Qingyao.

"Uncle, who do you think Mr. Sang is?" Ji Shuping asked.

"I guess he is really a master disciple, and a senior cadre at level 18 do not have such ability. Can that bear be raised by ordinary people?"

For farmers, county magistrates are just awesome. If they are a little older, they dare not think about it. Therefore, county magistrates at level 18 are the top cadres.

Everyone talked about it for a while and agreed that Sang Bo was a disciple of a master. Since he was a master, he had a weird temper. It would be normal to do something strange.

As for pushing out this master's son, no one is happy now.

"This food..."

"This grain must be considered a loan! People are willing to take out their own grain, which is a great kindness. What kind of kindness can be greater than life? So this grain can only be borrowed but not taken!"

Ji Weigen, the oldest and oldest, opened the door and walked in.

People in their early 80s have a archer waist, so they are very steady when walking and speaking.

"That's natural!"

Everyone in the room said one after another.

"That's good, and everyone has to remember their kindness. There is no ungrateful person in our Liushu Village."

Everyone nodded again.

Lu Qingyao said at this time: "Let's prepare to climb the sledge, and we'll talk about other things later."

"Uncle Yao, you have to prepare for sledding, but Mr. Sang must keep him in our village," said Ji Yanping, the old man from Ji Lianwu.

"You can't be anxious about this. I see that Mr. Sang didn't want to leave for a while, so let's take it slowly." Lu Qingju spoke at this time.

"How about this, let's discuss with Dafeng's father and tell Dafeng to Mr. Sang."

"What bad idea did you come up with? Mr. Sang's fair appearance is even more fair than Dafeng. Do you think you can look down on Dafeng, a country girl? If Erniu had not married two years ago, she would say that she would be the best for Mr. Sang," said Ji Shuping.

Lu Qingju said, "Okay, okay, don't think of a wrong way. We have to do serious things step by step. Look, I'm the second, you can find an opportunity to mention this matter to Mr. Sang, don't mention it directly. See if he is happy to put the household in our village. Isn't he not having a household registration after he comes out of the mountains? Anyway, there is a lot of paste around our village. Just add him when you wait to register for the household registration."

"Is it easy?"

Lu Qingju said: "What's so difficult? Then the paper will be stuffed into the village like this. If it doesn't work, let's ask the uncle to go, and I don't believe that the village will not give this face."

"I think it's best for Mr. Sang to take action first and then report."

A group of old men discussed this for about an hour, but in the end they did not discuss any substantial results, so they dispersed.

Before we dispersed, we agreed to make a sled for Sanbo as soon as possible.

Sang Bai didn't know that he was still trying to settle down in Liushu Village, and he was even ready to use the beauty trick.

Sang Bai came at a good time. As the turmoil just passed, the corners and corners like Liushu Village have not been sorted out yet. It is not difficult to add a rural household registration at this time. If this matter is difficult in the next few years.

The next day, Sangbai continued to teach children to read. Lu Qingyao began to organize the young and strong people in the village to make sleds. It was easy to find wood, and the village was not short of wood, it was nothing more than just a bit of artificial.

And it's winter now, and a group of villagers have time to do it. In less than two days, Lu Qingyao dragged the prepared big sledge to the entrance of Sangbai's courtyard with a mule.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" Lu Qingyao looked at Sang Bai with a happy smile.

The sled is about forty centimeters high, and at the bottom are two wide and solid boards about thirty to forty centimeters and two ends raised. The frames and beams are solid wood as thick as arms. You can tell at a glance that it is a sturdy thing. Not to mention dragging two hundred kilograms, as long as you pull it, it is probably okay to put four or five hundred kilograms.

"I'm so satisfied."

Looking at the big sled in front of him, Sangbai was very satisfied.

"You bring the autumn harvest to try it. I'll see if the size of this shoulder guard is suitable. If it is not suitable, I'll take it back to change it tonight," said Lu Qingyao.

Hearing this, Sangbai shouted "Autumn Harvest", and the autumn Harvest came over happily.

Sang Bai put the autumn harvest on and tried it, which was quite appropriate. After taking the autumn harvest for two steps, the autumn harvest seemed to be addicted to it. He quickly dragged the sled and ran around, and after a while he ran without any trace.

"It likes it quite well," Lu Qingyao said happily.

Sang Bai looked at the autumn harvest happily dragging a sled on the snow at the door, like a big fat rabbit, and said politely: "It likes everything, but it doesn't like to do serious things."

"Then when are you going to set out? It will be time to plow spring in two days. Do you think you should take advantage of the spring to grow some crops and plant some crops?"

Lu Qingyao remembered what everyone had discussed and began to strike Sang Bai indirectly.

Lu Qingyao is also a scheming person. If Sang Bai is preparing to grow crops here, then there will naturally be great hope for what remains. If you are not happy to plant it, it will be a bit troublesome.

"Okay, then I'll set off early and let you draw a piece of land to plant a few acres of crops when you come back," Sang Bai smiled.

Sang Bo didn't know what the other person meant.

Of course, it is really hard to go to Sangbai. First of all, if you want to stay in a hotel, you need a letter of introduction. Otherwise, you will not be able to find a place to live anywhere, and you may be arrested as a blind man.

Another thing is household registration.

Urban household registration is precious, because once you have a city household registration, it means you are a working class. During this period, workers are not sure where the living standards of workers are better than farmers.

Therefore, it is difficult to get a city household registration, or non-farmer household registration.

But for Sangbai, the urban household registration is not as good as the rural household registration. Doesn’t it smell good to have food and drink every day? Do you have to go to work every day to have fun?

After hearing Sang Bai's instructions to leave the morning, Lu Qingyao immediately asked again: "Are you ready for dry food?"

"No, I can still eat and drink less when I get in the forest?" Sang Bai smiled.

"Then you have to prepare some, just in case, wait, I'll prepare some for you when I go home."

After saying that, before Sang Bai agreed, Lu Qingyao ran away. He didn't know how a person of such an old age could run so fast!

There is nothing to clean up. With the sledge, I will prepare to set off early tomorrow morning.

The next morning, Lu Qingyao came over with a cloth bag.

Without saying much thanks, Sang Bai took the cloth bag, said and left, then tilted his butt to the sledge, and reached out to pat the fat butt of Qiuhu.

After the autumn harvest, I pulled the sled out of the eighty-mile stairs, and disappeared from Lu Qingyao's sight in a blink of an eye.

Lu Qingyao looked at the place where the Sangbai figure disappeared and murmured: "It's indeed a master's disciple! Bears are mule messengers."

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It took a few days for Sangbai to leave. At the beginning, everyone was still full of hope, but after five or six days, everyone gradually became a little worried, afraid that Sangbai would not come back when she went there, and also afraid that something would happen to Sangbai in the old forest.

The longer the days are, the more worried everyone is!

Sang Bo did not expect this. He left the village for about ten miles, and took Qiu back to the space to grow and collect grain.

Growing grain is very simple, just water the seeds directly. At the beginning, the mulberry cypress became smarter and used the watering can of the watering can at home. Then the next watering was a large piece. Finally, the mulberry cypress also studied the pattern of watering wells and river water outside, and slowly watering them.

In fact, one thing to say is that when the space well water is diluted, its power will be weakened accordingly, reaching a certain concentration that can almost no growth traces can be seen from the naked eye. This will be very convenient for Sangbai to cheat outside in the future.

After planting grains and threshing or something, you can only use a stupid method. Break wheat or rice into a large bundle. After the ears are aligned, they are thrown on the bench. If you keep hitting this, the rice and wheat grains will be thrown down.

Although it is not all rice and wheat grains, and I will bring straw from time to time, I have no time to keep in mind the mulberry cypresses. People are throwing wood, so I have no time to keep in mind this.

After being thrown for a day or two, Sang Bai was a little overwhelmed. It was not because of strength, but because of the boring life. Anyone who threw it thousands of times a day would feel bored.

Sang Bai simply sat down, got a peach while chewing it, and began to think about how to save more effort.

Before the peaches were finished eating, they saw Qiuhu running over, pulled two bundles of rice and began to throw them up as they were.

Good guy!

How powerful is the autumn harvest? It will bald the rice stalk head after two strokes, and then it will throw the rice stalk out of the scattered flowers.

"stop!"

Sang Bai shouted, Qiu Sheng stared at Sang Bai with a pity on his face.

Qiushou now feels that he is helping his master work, but his master seems unhappy, otherwise how could he scold him so loudly?

Fortunately, Tao Jingying has not debuted yet. If it were more than ten or twenty years later, it would be possible to give Sang Bai a long passage of "Too Worry" to express her mood at the moment.

Sangbai is naturally not absurd by the autumn harvest. He was excited to discover the talent of being a coolie in autumn harvest.

Standing beside Qiu Hunting, Sang Bai rubbed Qiu Hunting's fluffy forehead and sighed: "What a great kid, I'm stupid and only know how to work. The only disadvantage is that I eat a little too much, but my buddy has space in hand, so you can open your belly to eat!"
Chapter completed!