Chapter 483: The Lazy, Fair-skinned Youth and the Hardworking, Strong Laborer (6)

Chapter 483: The Lazy, Fair-skinned Youth and the Hardworking, Strong Laborer (6)

The lazy, fair-skinned educated youth and the hardworking, strong laborer (Part 6)

Song Ning really didn't expect Dong Cai to be such a lazy guy.

No, he should know. Hasn't Dong Cai always been too lazy to go to work and relied on him to earn work points?

He suddenly stumbled and an arm was placed across his waist to support him.

"Are you okay?"

A faint scent of ink came from behind, and it seemed to carry a hint of warmth.

Song Ning was so scared that he quickly broke free and said, "It's okay, it's just that the ground at home is not flat."

Lance looked down and nodded.

"Yes, just be careful when you walk."

"Yeah, yeah, you should be careful too."

Song Ning turned around and pointed randomly, "The back room is no longer habitable, why don't you live in the east room. There are still some things they left in there, I'll go clean them up first..."

He was about to move forward in a hurry, but Lance quickly stopped him when he heard it.

"That won't do. That's where your parents used to live. How can I move in? Otherwise, let me clean up the back room. I'll have to clean it up sooner or later anyway. I can't just leave it like this."

"But that room is so dirty. How can I let you clean it?"

Song Ning felt ashamed when he talked about it. He had been feeling uneasy these days. If he had known earlier, he would have opened the door and taken a look, and things wouldn't have turned out like this now.

"It's okay. Let's do this."

Lance thought about it and took out two dimes from his pocket.

"I'll have to trouble you to take me to where I'm going to work, and I have some mail to pick up, so why not take this opportunity to find a skilled aunt to help me sort it out? Do you think my twenty cents is enough?"

"How can I still let you pay?"

Song Ning disagreed, "Those are just small matters, and I can clean up such a small house, why should I ask you to pay for it?"

Doesn't this mean he's blackmailing people?

Lance was very firm.

"But this will take a lot of time, and I like cleanliness so I asked someone to clean it up. How can I trouble you? Listen to me. It will take some time to go to town. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time. Why don't you help me think about who is more suitable to clean it up quickly? Otherwise, it may be dark when we come back, which is not safe."

Song Ning was convinced.

It's getting late now, and if I have to go to town to package the package, I have to hurry.

He pursed his lips and finally took Lance to knock on a house that looked simple but very clean.

As soon as the two men explained their purpose, the widow Ou who lived in the house immediately patted her chest.

"It's easy. Don't worry. I'm the best at cleaning the house. I guarantee that when you come back, Lan Zhiqing, the house will be clean and tidy. Just go get the mail and leave it to me."

As she spoke, she snatched the two dimes, turned around, took out a bucket, a rag and something else from the house, pushed the two of them out of the house, and rushed to the Song family.

Song Ning and Lance were both stunned for a second.

Lance: "Auntie is very active."

Song Ning: "Yes, yes, she has always been decisive and efficient."

I just didn't expect that they would be so straightforward in kicking people out.

After making the arrangements, Song Ning took Lance on a tour of their production team.

Then they went to borrow a 28-inch bicycle from the team leader. When the team leader heard that they were going to the town, he lent it to them without hesitation.

However, "You must hurry up when you come back. The town is under strict control now. If you are still hanging around late at night, you may be misunderstood and arrested. You need a letter of introduction to stay in the town's guesthouse."

The two said they would come back as soon as possible. Before leaving, Lance stuffed two White Rabbit pills into the captain's doll's hand.

After the people had gone far away, Luo Feng rubbed his son's hair that looked like dry grass.

"Eat it. This new educated youth is quite capable."

Having a 28-inch bicycle is naturally much more comfortable than walking. Lance still wanted to give Song Ning a ride, but this time Song Ning refused to agree.

"You educated youth are all city educated people. How can you have the physical strength like us who work in the fields? You sit in the back seat and I'll take you."

Song Ning grabbed the front of the car with a firm tone.

Lance wanted to argue, but then he remembered something and nodded.

"Then thank you for your help. If you are tired, we can switch."

Song Ning thought he was being looked down upon and became anxious.

"How can you be tired after such a short journey? Come on up, I will make sure to take you to the town smoothly."

"it is good."

Lance responded obediently, and Song Ning felt the back seat sink. The next second, an iron arm came around his thin waist, half hugging and half hugging his waist.

"Where are you putting your hands?"

Song Ning's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't speak clearly because he was in a hurry. The car body shook a few times.

Lance played innocent.

"Let me hold on to it. There's nowhere else to hold on to."

Where is there no place?

Song Ning pursed her lips, "You can't do that, can't you just hold on to the cushion? I see they all do that."

"Really? You mean like that?"

Lance loosened his hand, and Song Ning was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he felt a warm touch across his buttocks and then half-landed on the edge of the cushion.

He immediately imagined Lance's actions.

He was grabbing the cushion, but his butt was on the cushion, and Lance's hands were big, so even with his knuckles bent, it was inevitable that some of them would touch him there.

It’s better to hug the waist!

"Are you ready to go?"

Lance urged softly from behind.

Song Ning's face turned red, and after struggling for a long time, he grabbed the hand and put it on his waist.

"You'd better hold on to this and start carefully."

He pushed his feet with all his strength, and the wind immediately blew away the burning heat on his face. The scenery also swept away bit by bit with his breathing.

Lance in the back seat hugged his arms slightly tightly, and a smile quietly appeared at the corners of his mouth.

It took almost two hours to get to town, which wasn't too far.

Song Ning originally wanted to go into the post office with Lance, but Lance advised him that it was not safe to leave the bicycle outside.

Song Ning thought so and said, "Then I'll wait for you outside. If the stuff is too heavy, call me."

He leaned on the 28-inch bicycle and pushed it there, which attracted a lot of attention.

Some look at the cars, but more look at the people.

Really recruiting.

Lance also took a look before walking into the post office.

However, he hid his figure when he went in, and then observed the person who came to pick up the package for a few minutes.

After a while, he came out with a package similar to the one that the person who had left before had.

When Song Ning came over to help him, his hands sank, "So many things? Were they all sent by your family?"

Lance was about to say yes, but then he changed his mind.

"...No, actually I don't have any family anymore. These are the things I sorted for myself before going to the countryside, so there are so many of them."