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Quick Transmigration Era: Cannon Fodder's Counterattack

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Chapter 21 The Tragic Woman

Quick Transmigration Era: Cannon Fodder's Counterattack

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"Who is it?" He threw down his clothes and came out. He was quite surprised to see He Hongyu. "He Zhiqing, what brings you to my house? Do you need something?"

"Yes, I have something I'd like to ask Brother Chen for help with." He Hongyu's cheeks flushed, and she was very shy. "Brother Chen, won't you let me come inside?"

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Chen Shengjun seemed very nervous, like a naive young man who had never seen a woman before. He rubbed his hands and asked, "He Zhiqing, would you like some water? I…I'll go get you a bowl."

"No need, Brother Chen, I'm not thirsty."

After entering the house, He Hongyu saw that it was fairly clean and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled and asked, "Brother Chen, are you washing clothes?"

"Ah, yes...yes." Chen Shengjun awkwardly pulled down his rolled-up sleeves. "My mother and sister-in-law went to the square to collect food. I only have a few clothes, so I washed them myself."

He Hongyu immediately looked distressed. "This is women's work, how can I let you, a grown man, do it? Brother Chen, let me help you wash them."

And so, He Hongyu successfully stayed with the Chen family, cultivating a relationship with Chen Shengjun.

"Host, host, He Hongyu sneaked into the Chen family and is now eagerly washing Chen Shengjun's clothes. Chen Shengjun has also developed feelings for He Hongyu!" 007 shouted excitedly.

Just as Feng Dasheng was receiving his grain, Yuan Chun was helping to carry it when 007's loud shout made her hand slip, and the rice bag fell to the ground. Enraged, Yuan Chun yelled at it mentally, "Can't you see I'm working? Can't you keep your voice down? Luckily, the bag was tied tightly, otherwise, if the rice had leaked out, I would have smashed you flat!"

"Host, I'm just excited," 007 said, shrinking back. "This scumbag and bitch have finally gotten together. Don't you want to do something, Host?"

"What?"

Yuan Chun hesitated for a moment, then asked, "007, can you buy on credit at your shop?"

007: "..."

It asked warily, "Host, what do you want to buy?"

"Of course, something good to let this scumbag and bitch have their fun! Just tell me if you'll give me credit or not."

The fierce voice scared 007 into not daring to say no, so it reluctantly bought her a bottle of powder on credit. "Host, after we complete the mission, you must remember to pay me back five points first."

"Waaah, I didn't earn a single point, and I even lost five!

What kind of demonic host am I bound to?

" Yuan Chun grumbled impatiently, "I know, your host isn't a deadbeat who refuses to pay his debts."

The Feng family had ten able-bodied men and five younger men. Their year's work points were exchanged for a thousand catties of coarse grain, three hundred catties of refined grain, five hundred catties of sweet potatoes, three hundred catties of cabbage, and thirty-five yuan.

The Feng family borrowed a cart from the brigade and made six or seven trips to haul it all away.

Don't be fooled by the thousand catties of grain; it seems like a lot, but the Feng family was large. Fifteen people averaged only three liang of grain a day, just enough for porridge and half-full meals. Those

with larger appetites didn't even get half-full.

After putting the grain into the cellar, Grandma Feng smiled happily, "Luckily, the sweet potatoes in our private plot grew well this year, and we added more manure later, so we'll have a lot more grain. Otherwise, relying on the grain distributed by the team, we'd be starving again next summer."

Feng Dasheng said, "Mom, let's dig up our sweet potatoes early too. I'm always worried about leaving them in the ground."

There are a few dishonest people in the village who like to dig up other people's sweet potatoes in the middle of the night; his family's sweet potatoes have been dug up twice.

Once, a bunch of sweet potatoes were stolen.

Another time, half a bunch of potatoes were stolen.

"Then let's dig them up first thing tomorrow morning. Everyone get up early tomorrow morning. Chunli and Yuanzhen, stay home to make breakfast. Dasheng, go ask Lao Qi for leave later. None of us will be working tomorrow." "

Okay, Mom, I'll go tell Lao Qi right now."

Feng Dasheng happily left.

As soon as he went out, he saw many people running towards the back of the village.

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