The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

Li Dashan heard that the Qingshan Team had developed something new and amazing again—a way to plant corn at lightning speed.

They also said you didn’t need to haul water to irrigate the fields anymore.

As soon as he heard the news, he hopped on his bicycle and raced over.

When he got there, he took one look and was nearly blinded by what he saw.

He’d been skeptical at first, but a closer look confirmed it seemed to be the real deal.

Just as he was about to get a better look, he came face-to-face with Chen Beiguo. His first instinct was to shove that old face aside, but just as his hand went up, he remembered he was here to ask for a favor. He quickly changed the shove into a pat.

"Beiguo! Haven’t seen you in a while. You’re looking years younger, you kid! HAHAHA!"

As he spoke, his palm slid smoothly across Chen Beiguo’s chest.

A shiver of disgust ran down Chen Beiguo’s spine. He felt utterly repulsed. He slapped Li Dashan’s hand away, his own smile not reaching his eyes.

"You old fox. You never show up unless you want something. You’d never come to see me otherwise."

Li Dashan just laughed. ’Isn’t that obvious?’ he thought.

’It’s not like I enjoy looking at your old mug for no reason.’ But no matter what he was thinking, his face was the picture of amicability.

"Now what kind of talk is that? With our history, how could I not come visit you?"

As he spoke, he craned his neck to look again.

This time, he saw it clearly. They were using a metal frame to plant the corn. Step down, pull back. Step down, pull back. The speed was incredible.

And then there was that thing that sprayed water. A "water pump," they called it. It was truly magical. All you needed was to buy some hoses, and you’d have all the river water you could ever want.

’This is all great stuff!’

For a moment, Li Dashan was so dazzled he didn’t know which one he should ask for first.

But no matter which one he chose, it would be a fantastic prize. His smile grew even more pleasant. "Beiguo! What are all these contraptions? Aren’t you going to give me the grand tour?"

Of course, Chen Beiguo had no intention of doing so.

But he also knew that this character, Li Dashan, was notoriously persistent. If he didn’t let him walk away with something, Li Dashan would probably move into his house.

As his former deskmate, he knew all too well that the man’s hide was thicker than a city wall.

In the end, Chen Beiguo was forced to give a brief explanation before trying to drag Li Dashan away. But with a flick of his eyes, Li Dashan snatched a corn planter right out of a team member’s hands, hopped on his bicycle, and took off. He pedaled with the speed of a man with a rabid dog on his heels.

"Beiguo! This thing looks pretty useful! I’ll take it back and test it out for you!"

With those words, he stomped on the pedals, and in a flash, he was already more than ten meters away.

Chen Beiguo was so furious he was hopping mad.

"Li Dashan, you get back here if you’ve got any guts!"

’That son of a bitch, pulling a stunt like that.’ He was a team leader, for crying out loud! How could he do something so shameless?

The team member who had been planting corn was completely dumbfounded.

What just happened? Who was he? Where was he?

He’d just finished planting a row of corn and was heading to the roadside to refill the seeds. The moment he set the planter down on the path, Li Dashan struck.

’With speed like that, it’s a shame he’s not a pickpocket.’

The team member looked like he wanted to cry but couldn’t, staring pitifully at his team leader.

"Team Leader, he... he..."

Chen Beiguo waved his hand in frustration. "Forget it. Since you don’t have the machine, go to the threshing ground and help your grandmother."

It was because Gu Jiaojiao had invented the thresher that even women in their sixties could now totter over and earn work points.

Aside from the people in charge of collecting the wheat, the threshing ground was staffed by the old, the weak, and the infirm.

The man looked miserable, but in the end, he had no choice but to head to the threshing ground.

Chen Beiguo wasn’t actually that angry about Li Dashan’s behavior. He had been planning to lend the machines out anyway.

After all, if he had good things and didn’t share, he’d be targeted by the other teams. Now that they saw there was a chance of borrowing the equipment, they’d have to swallow their displeasure and wait until he had a machine to spare for them.