151 was dazzled by that little fairy.

Lin Lu looked astonished as he took the newspaper and glanced at it.

The front-page headline read, "Grasp the revolution and promote production, fire the first salvo of spring plowing."

Seeing that he hadn't looked in the right place for a while, Lin Fu frowned and said urgently, "…Where are you looking? The right side, look on the right side."

He was so eager that he almost twisted his head for him.

Lin Lu obediently looked to the right.

The first thing he saw was the byline under the article title—Lin Tang from the Shuangshan Brigade's First Production Team.

"…This name, this name is just like Tangtang's," he chuckled.

Lin Fu had a confused expression on his face.

"…Are you stupid, second brother?! Could there be a second Lin Tang in the First Production Team of the Shuangshan Brigade?"

For the first time, he thought his second brother was really dumb.

Lin Lu paused for an instant, as if he had been shocked.

He slapped his thigh hard.