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Chapter 1945 Work 2

Captain Hong is quite good at this group of educated youth.

Free lunch and rest.

However, Li Jinfeng knew that this was only temporary, at most it would be a polite first and then a soldier.

In this era, if you don’t have idle people in the countryside, if you want to eat, you have to work and earn work points.

Not working and wanting to eat means taking advantage of others. If you eat more, others have to eat less, which is unfair to others.

"Then you go and rest. If you feel cold, just burn the kang, matches, firewood, and hay that attracts the fire are all there." Li Jinfeng spoke.

She had no extra quilt to lend, but if she could remind her, Li Jinfeng would still remind her.

"Thank you!" He Xin smiled at Li Jinfeng.

When they returned to the room, Zhang Li and Chen Mo also finished their meal.

Without bowls and chopsticks, they just served the iron pot. Although it was not elegant, they were hungry, so they still had to worry about the face.

Besides, He Xin is not here either.

Both Zhang Li and Chen Mo lost face and were not afraid of each other's words.

After drinking the porridge, the iron pot was thrown under the kang. Two unfinished coarse grain cakes were thrown into the iron pot. Zhang Li and Chen Mo sat on the kang, trembling all over.

I was carrying my luggage in the morning and exercising again, so I didn’t feel cold. At this moment, my whole body was trembling with coldness.

When He Xin saw this scene in the room, he also broke the idea of ​​burning the kang.

She took a wool blanket out of her suitcase and wrapped herself in her arms.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mo was extremely jealous.

She didn't bring a blanket, nor did she bring a thicker cotton coat. The cotton coat she wore was her thickest clothes, and she snatched from her elder sister from her family.

Sitting on the fuck is the coldest. Chen Mo didn't hold on for long and took out a blue scarf with velvet from his suitcase.

The scarf is good in terms of workmanship and quality. Even He Xin can't help but take a few more glances.

The blue scarf wrapped around Chen Mo's neck actually didn't match her. Instead, it made her look dark and strong.

But He Xin would not mention these things. She wrapped herself in her wool blanket and locked all the heat on her body.

Zhang Li was walking around the house, she had no blankets or scarf.

"Hey, what are our afternoon arrangements?" Chen Mo felt that he was not that cold anymore, wrapped in a scarf.

Moreover, He Xin and Zhang Li looked at the scarf around her neck and the stunning gaze that made her very enjoyable.

Humph, she knew that this was a good thing.

It's not in vain that she took out the scarf in secret.

"Rest!" He Xin said.

"I knew that it was so cold that even the country people didn't work, so why did we work?"

At this time, it is winter in the countryside, and there is no food in the fields, so everyone is basically waiting for the New Year.

And it’s time to count on the days, and the Chinese New Year is not going to be a big New Year. Let them go to work, right?

No one answered Chen Mo's words.

After a long time, He Xin said, "The pot belongs to the captain's house. Should we wash it and send it to others?"

Chen Mo: "If you want to go, I won't go, I'm so cold!"

Zhang Li didn't want to go, but she didn't say explicitly, "It's so cold this day, why don't you... go tonight? We have to have dinner anyway!"

"That's right, I'll pay it back and you won't have dinner tonight?" Chen Mo said.

After saying that, he was still not satisfied, "If you want to show, just show yourself. Don't bring us. You are not afraid of the cold, we are still afraid of the cold!"

He Xin jumped off the kang in anger, picked up the pot and rushed out.
Chapter completed!
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