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Xu Weixia immediately turned her chubby little head, saying, "You pulled my hair, I won't pay attention to you!"
"Is that so? Zhukov, you little brat, come here and let Uncle take a look at you, Xiao Queque."
Xu Li chuckled as he stood up, preparing to pull down Zhukov's little shorts. This scared Little Guy, who hurriedly returned the meat patty to Eva and shrank behind his father, peeking out with a fearful expression at Uncle Makarov. After all, this ugly uncle loved to tease him, and it hurt!
"Hahaha Makarov, you can only bully the little kids!"
Valery raised his glass with a hearty laugh and gestured for everyone present to lift their glasses high. "Cheers to this year's bountiful harvest! Ura!"
Everyone joyfully raised their glasses in response: "Ura!"
The adults chatted and drank while the little ones enjoyed roasted meat and helped Xu Li cook some Hua Xia Cuisine. Their little faces were smeared with grease as they swayed their heads and held up cups filled with juice, mimicking the adults: "Ura!" Their little tongues flicked out playfully, and their adorable antics made the adults burst into laughter.
"Come on, everyone, put in some effort!"
Andrei held a cigarette in his mouth, gripping a thick rope tightly as he pulled back with his big bottom. Behind him were a dozen little old men following his lead as they chanted together: "Hey yo hey yo hey yo!"
On the other end of the rope was a hollow iron pole over ten meters tall. The thinner end was welded with several rows of brackets while the thicker end had a solid base. As they strained to lift the utility pole, Xu Li, Andreev, and Valery carefully positioned the base of the pole over the holes they had dug.
They had tied three ropes around the pole for support. Some strong men and Xiao Nianqing held onto it tightly, fearing that if the little old men pulled too hard, it might tilt dangerously. As Andreev positioned the last two holes over bolts thicker than his thumb, he shouted urgently: "Slowly now! Just a bit more—good, good!"
While he shouted, Xu Li and Valery had already started screwing on large nuts. Once the utility pole stood upright, the little old men finally released the ropes and sat down on the grass to rest and smoke.
Meanwhile, Xu Li and his team placed washers and nuts onto the protruding bolts of the base. They tightened everything with a rented impact wrench while Valery used a welding torch to secure the nuts and bolts in place. After knocking off the welding slag, his eldest son brought over some anti-rust paint to start applying it carefully.
Xu Li pulled out cigarettes for everyone in a circle and lit one up slowly. "At this rate, we’ll need another two and a half days to finish."
"What’s so bad about that? It’s just putting in some effort," Valery replied as he spat on the ground.
"As long as these new lines are powered up, Our Village won’t have power outages anymore. We can also pull in some new internet lines; it’ll be so much more convenient than before."
His second son slid down from the utility pole. "It’s all untied now."
Xu Li patted him on the back. "Good job, young man! Uncle will give you red envelopes at year-end."
"Go on now! You’re only a year older than me; stop acting all big."
The boy waved his hand dismissively, putting away the loosened ropes and securing them in the cart. Xu Li chuckled, "I'm of the same generation as your father. You’ll still be working on my ranch, and if your uncle gives you some red envelopes, you won’t refuse, will you?"
"Don't take advantage of me; let's settle this fairly!"
"Come on, just call me 'big brother' once, and I’ll give you a little bonus."
As soon as the boy heard there was money involved, he tossed the ropes onto the ground and hurried over, "How much are you giving?"
"One Hundred Thousand Rubles?"
"Big brother!"
The cheeky kid grinned widely and extended his hand, "Give me the money!"
"Who carries cash while working?"
Valery chuckled and ruffled the boy's hair before playfully slapping Xu Li's arm. He joined the others as they moved forward to shift a telephone pole from a pile to push it to the next big hole.
The old men, led by Andrei, walked ahead chatting and laughing. They figured that since they had little to do at home, some exercise would earn them goodwill, especially with Makarov promising payment.
This summer, both young and old in Hongqi Village were busy installing new lines for the ranch's expansion. The village had no use for the old wiring; in previous years, construction teams from elsewhere would bring in lines. But this year, they insisted on using Hongqi Village’s resources and refused to come.
With no other choice, Xu Li sought help from Lekshev. With his assistance and some incentives, Bratsk officials announced within a week that this year’s electrical planning would include their area.
The power workers then began reconstructing the line leading to Hongqi Village. They were short-staffed, so Xu Li rallied everyone in the village to pitch in. After all, it would make electricity access much easier for both his ranch and the villagers.
While they were busy outside, there was also a commotion of arguments and laughter in the yard at home. Little kids were sent to the Village Chief's House by their parents before they even opened their eyes each morning, waking up amidst the playful noise of other children.
Anna and her sister Eva, with help from several other mothers, took care of these little ones, ensuring they had everything they needed—food, drink, and play!
There was even a hint of military-style management. For instance, during lunch today, Eva tightened her face: “Auntie is calling names! The first group of kids whose names are called can eat—Yuri, Leonid, Peterovna Natasha.”
Almost twenty slightly older children were led by her into the kitchen for lunch. The younger ones didn’t mind; with so many snacks and drinks available, they didn’t feel hungry at all. So they continued playing or watching TV.
Xu Weihua and Xu Weixia huddled together in a corner of the living room, resting their heads on Xiong Da and Xiong Er as they snoozed peacefully.
The mischievous monkey Zhukov waved at Valery’s younger son Larry. The two boys of similar age giggled as they squatted down in front of Xu Weihua and pointed at his twitching Xiao Queque.
Zhukov grinned widely: “Uncle Makarov! It always hurts when I flick my Xiao Queque!”
After saying that, he mimicked Xu Li’s gesture of flicking his own hand towards Xu Weixia’s bird. Xiong Da propped himself up on his elbows and tilted his head to watch Zhukov flicking him. His big round eyes blinked innocently as if filled with naive curiosity.
This is so much fun!
Two Xiao Pi Monkeys leaned forward, planning to take turns playing with it. Suddenly, a light yellow stream was spat onto their faces and into their open mouths by Xiao Queque.
Today, they had drunk milk, soda, and eaten a lot of watermelon. Xu Weixia had a refreshing dream and let out a little pee, smacking his lips and wriggling his body before falling back asleep. Meanwhile, Zhukov and Larryf, feeling wronged, ran to Aunt Eva to complain!
As expected, the two little troublemakers were scolded by Eva, who gave them a few light pats on their bottoms. This only made them feel more aggrieved, crying out loudly with their left hands flailing around.
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