Chapter 107 And the New Year... (2/2)

She could never hide her little thoughts from him.

Yan Yu let her wipe her sweat before grabbing her mischievous little hand.

His warm, large hand enveloped her small hand completely, and he pulled her to stand beside him.

"go home?"

"Return!" Ruan Tang responded crisply.

The two walked to the edge of the field, found the scorekeeper to record their work points, and were about to go home.

Just as I reached the big locust tree at the village entrance, I heard a series of hurried footsteps behind me.

"Yan Zhiqing! Yan Zhiqing, wait a minute!"

Captain Chen Fengshan jogged over, his forehead covered in glistening sweat.

He ran up to her, took a couple of deep breaths while holding his knees, and hurriedly asked, "Yan Zhiqing, are you free right now?"

Yan Yu's expression remained indifferent: "What is it?"

Chen Fengshan slapped his thigh, his face contorted with worry: "Oh, don't even mention it! The tractor of the neighboring Fengshou Brigade broke down in the field. They're waiting to harvest their wheat, and they're as anxious as ants on a hot plate! Nobody there knows how to fix it, so they asked me to come over and ask you if you could come and take a look?"

Yan Yu did not agree immediately.

He didn't say anything, turned his head, and looked at Ruan Tang beside him.

Those eyes clearly asked: Do you want me to go?

Ruan Tang felt as sweet as if she had drunk honey.

She nodded emphatically at him.

Her husband is so capable, of course we have to take him out for a spin and let others see what he's made of!

After obtaining the little girl's permission, Yan Yu said to Chen Fengshan, "Tangtang and I will go together."

"Great! That's wonderful!" Chen Fengshan's face broke into a wide smile as soon as he heard him agree. "Then you two hurry up, I'll take you there!"

Chen Fengshan pushed his own old-fashioned bicycle to the brigade headquarters and then pushed another one out for Yan Yu.

Yan Yu strode confidently into the car and patted the back seat: "Get in."

Ruan Tang nimbly jumped up, her two small hands skillfully wrapping around his strong waist, her little face naturally pressing against his broad and sturdy back.

Even through the thin shirt, the taut muscles in his back and his burning body temperature made me feel secure and at ease.

The three people rode two bikes towards the Harvest Brigade.

The tractor belonging to the Fengshou Brigade has no major problems; it's just that one part is old and loose.

But in an era lacking technology and tools, this was an insurmountable problem.

When Yan Yu arrived at the location, he didn't even bother to look through the toolbox.

He walked around the metal lump twice, put his ear to it to listen to the sounds, and immediately pointed out the problem.

The people from the Fengshou Brigade looked incredulous and muttered to themselves, but they still did as he said and found a few strong laborers to lift the lump of iron.

Yan Yu quickly disassembled, adjusted, and tightened the parts, all within half an hour.

The tractor that had been on strike started humming again!

The captain of the harvest brigade was so excited that his eyes turned red. This grown man almost knelt down before Yan Yu, but Yan Yu quickly caught him.

"Comrade! You are our brigade's savior!"

The captain insisted on giving him a two-yuan thank-you gift, but Yan Yu refused no matter what.

During the scuffle, the captain spotted Ruan Tang, who was watching the commotion with his arms crossed, and his eyes lit up.

He forcefully shoved a basket of still-steaming eggs into her arms.

"Young comrades, if you don't accept it, you're looking down on our Harvest Brigade!"

Ruan Tang held the basket full of eggs, estimating there were twenty or thirty of them, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Unable to refuse, the two had no choice but to accept the gifts, and then, amidst the grateful gazes of the entire brigade, they rode their bicycles back. (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)