Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Romance -> Time Travel

Chapter 10

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Into the Chronicles" on Baidu to find the latest chapters!

    Zhang Jun looked sad and said timidly: "Dad, I don't want to draw, what if I win the last lottery? The villagers will have to eat me alive when I get back!"

    The whole brigade is pointing at this tractor.

    Zhang Mancang raised his head and slapped Zhang Jun on the head, "You damn thing, why are you so cowardly? If I ask you to do it, you can do it!"

    Zhang Jun covered his head, "If you don't give up, why don't you smoke?"

    The team captains nearby were very happy to see Zhang Mancang and his son acting like they were singing.

    Zhang Mancang became angry and kicked Zhang Jun again, scolding: "Just do it if I ask you to do so, there is so much nonsense!"

    Zhang Jun reached out to cover his buttocks again, and in aggrieved manner, he reached out and drew a lot.  Everyone was so disturbed by the father and son that they all stared at them.

    Zhang Jun opened it tremblingly, and a large Arabic numeral 13 was clearly written on the paper.  Zhang Jun cried on the spot, and the other captains burst into laughter.  Even the commune secretary couldn't hold it back and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He felt that it was unreasonable and wanted to hold it back, but ended up coughing.

    On the way back, Zhang Mancang scolded Zhang Jun: "Look at your stinky hands, you are not living up to expectations at all!"

    Zhang Jun refused, "Then why don't you smoke it yourself?"

    Zhang Mancang glared, "If I had known that your hands were so smelly, I wouldn't have needed you and come here myself. There are only fourteen brigades in our commune. No matter how smelly my hands are, I will be drawn to No. 14 with you."  It doesn¡¯t make any difference if I draw number 13. Is it possible that I can still draw number 15?¡±

    Zhang Jun frowned, "Ha, maybe if you smoke, not only will you have to draw number 14, but the tractor will be broken when it's your turn."

    Zhang Mancang was so angry that he beat his youngest son violently. Zhang Jun even cried when he went back: "It's not like he's the last one. There's an unlucky guy behind him. Why are you so anxious?"

    Zhang Mancang wanted to squeeze him to death even more.

    In the expectant eyes of the villagers, the tractor finally drove to the end of the field. Just when it was about to hit the ground, there was a roar and it fell down.

    Zhang Mancang¡¯s heart seemed to be spinning, ¡°Why is the engine still turned off?¡±

    The tractor driver jumped off the tractor and said nonchalantly: "What can we do? Something went wrong."

    Zhang Mancang almost realized that the problem was not with the tractor, but with his own heart. He covered his chest with an expression as if he would faint on the spot if the repair could not be repaired. The tractor driver was so frightened that he hurriedly said: "Captain Zhang, please don't  Don't worry, these are all minor problems. The tractor is a machine after all, and after being used for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some minor problems."

    The villagers followed and persuaded: "No, you will be forever, and your old arms and legs will still have problems."

    Zhang Mancang was not at ease, he still looked like he could faint at any time, "Can you fix it?"

    "Yes, it's all trivial." The tractor driver insisted, and people had already started to check the tractor.

    Seeing how confident he was in what he said, Zhang Mancang was relieved.  As a result, half an hour later, the tractor driver was sweating all over, even though it was not a warm day in the north.

    Zhang Mancang saw that he was wiping his sweat away and the tractor was not in good condition, so he suddenly had a bad feeling.

    "You won't be able to fix it, right?"

    The tractor driver carefully looked at Zhang Mancang's face, fearing that if he told him the bad news, he would faint on the spot.

    In the end, my heart stopped and my eyes closed, "I can't cultivate anymore."

    Zhang Mancang did not fall. On the contrary, he immediately resurrected from his weak state with full health and even jumped up. "You crow mouth, I will beat you to death." Zhang Mancang roared angrily, chasing Zhang Jun all over the land and beating him.

    Zhang Jun¡¯s screams echoed over the entire brigade.  After beating Zhang Jun, Zhang Mancang said angrily to the tractor driver: "If you didn't tell me earlier if you couldn't fix it, you wasted everyone's time. Do you know that our brigade is waiting for this tractor?"

    The tractor driver had just witnessed the violent scene of Zhang Mancang beating someone, and he was too worried to speak back.  Zhang Mancang got on his bicycle and rushed to the commune as fast as he could.  He didn't even care about the bicycle that he usually regarded as his treasure, and wished he could ride someone else's precious bicycle.

    The villagers returned to the fields to continue working, but they lost their energy and were thinking about the tractor.

    If this can¡¯t be repaired well, how can we fix it? How much more fatigue will we have to endure!

    At this time, Lu Shi was late, and Qian Xiangdong was wandering around the tractor, following the tractor driver.

    The tractor driver was also in a bad mood. He originally refused to do his job because the tractor was broken, but he was yelled at by Zhang Mancang. He felt aggrieved. When he saw Qian Xiangdong, he poked his head and said angrily: "You can understand what is going on, don't follow me."  Harmful."

    Lu Shi walked over and happened to hear this sentence, no??It's normal not to believe it. Qian Xiangdong understands it and doesn't feel that he has been underestimated.

    Qian Xiangdong suggested: "Uncle Zhang, if not, I say, let him repair it. After all, he understands tractors. If he thinks something I say is wrong, just don't do it. This way, even if it can't be repaired, it won't be broken."  "

    The tractor driver Qian Xiangdong was referring to was him.

    The tractor driver was stunned. He didn¡¯t expect that this man¡¯s research for a long time was not just a blind eye, but actually a real study.

    Zhang Mancang really had no choice but to finally agree and nod.

    "Xiao Chen, my uncle had a bad attitude just now. He was really anxious." Zhang Mancang was a real man, able to bend and stretch, and his face changed immediately. He was amiable to the tractor driver as if he were his uncle, "I'll leave this to you.  Yes, Xiangdong¡¯s newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. If you make any mistakes, please point them out.¡±

    The tractor driver was flattered and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay. Captain, you don't have to be so polite."

    The villagers all looked at Qian Xiangdong with bewildered eyes. Many people simply stopped working, waiting to see if Qian Xiangdong had the ability to repair the tractor.

    Being looked at with suspicion by so many people, Qian Xiangdong didn¡¯t care and directed the tractor driver to repair the tractor with a calm expression.

    The villagers couldn't understand what Qian Xiangdong said, so they saw him calmly standing next to the tractor and instructing the tractor driver to repair the vehicle. He said a few light words. In less than ten minutes, the tractor sounded the sweet tune again with the cooperation of the two.  Chunk.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report