Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

The two people hurriedly and panicked to get things in the yard ready. Jiang Xia's arm subconsciously covered An Ning's head, and the crackling raindrops hit the two of them.

"heavy rain!"

"It's quite urgent. I'll do it as soon as I tell you."

An Ning and Jiang Xia stood at the door, patting the raindrops on their bodies and looking at the raindrops outside.

The raindrops gradually became denser, and the dust on the ground was stirred up and disappeared mixed with the rain.

An Ning stretched out a hand, caught two drops of rain and said, "If we can stay overnight, the crops will be almost ready."

"It looks okay. Look, it's dark today. There's not a single cloud, it's all raining."

An Ning raised her head and looked at the sky.

The clouds were thick and there was no trace of light. As Jiang Xia said, it was not a temporary rain.

"pretty good."

Two people who had nothing to do brought a small table and two small chairs.

On the table is a small charcoal-burning stove, with a small earth-colored clay stove placed on it. It is bubbling and bubbling, telling others that it is ready.

Jiang Xia put on gloves, picked up the small stove, and poured out hot water. As the steam steamed, the hot water poured into a bowl of noodles.

“This camellia noodle is so delicious!”

"It feels like sesame, walnuts, and what else, it smells so good!"

An Ning took a spoon and kept stirring it in the bowl. When the oil tea noodles became thick and smooth, it was ready to eat.

"Everyone drinks tea on rainy days, but we eat tea noodles."

“If many people leave, does that mean it’s right?”

Jiang Xia put down the small stove and stirred his bowl of oil tea noodles.

"What, are you discussing some philosophy of life?"

"It's not impossible, let's just talk and play."

The two of them were leaning on chairs, drinking a bowl of oil tea noodles and listening to the sound of heavy rain.

Raindrops hit the roof, the ground, leaves, and vegetable leaves. Different materials form different movements.

They overlap without interfering with each other, forming a complete concert.

As he drank, he felt sleepy.

The sky is under the influence of dark clouds, and the house already needs lights to illuminate.

After a date with oil tea noodles in the rain, An Ning went into the house and laid out the bedding, while Jiang Xia washed the dishes and tidied up.

Very early, the two of them lay on pillows, each with a mobile phone, and started the nightlife.

One plays games and the other plays mahjong.

"Oh, why is the other side so powerful!"

An Ning glanced at Jiang Xia, whose fingers were flying around, and said with certainty: "There must be a primary school student on the other side."

Jiang Xia was at the critical moment and was so focused that he didn't even have time to respond to An Ning's rants.

Playing mahjong on your mobile phone is peaceful. The players are older, but sometimes you really need a bit of luck.

It turned out that An Ning was not very lucky today.

"Ring-ring--"

The phone rang, An Ning hummed reluctantly and picked up the phone.

"Daughter - what, how is it possible? How could I be playing mahjong!"

An Ning denied it.

"Mom - do you know that your eyes are not good? Don't stare at the screen. You can go out and play some real mahjong."

"I didn't play mahjong, really."

An Ning continued to deny.

"Mom, I'm fighting you, okay? I'm Sad Autumn."

An Ning was dumbfounded and was caught.

She had a minor surgery on her eyes two years ago, but she didn't think it was a big problem.

He is old and is being controlled by his own daughter!

The point is, she is really scared.

An Ning finally admitted and immediately logged out, but in the blink of an eye he changed his account and logged in.

The two of them didn't play for a long time and took a break at around nine o'clock.

It was raining heavily outside, and at about two o'clock in the middle of the night, An Ning was awakened by a chill.