Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 269: Become a women’s army.

After doing the recess exercises, Zhang Guoqing and others followed Lao Fang and collected all the tools he would need in the afternoon.

Baskets, hoes, poles, buckets.

Looking at these things, everyone was at a loss for a while.

Who has done this?
But now that the school has made a decision, it is definitely something that cannot be changed.

School was over at noon, and Lao Fang told everyone to come half an hour early at noon.

After school, Yang Xiaole hurried to find Xizi. There was no need to wait for him for lunch, as he would have something to do later.

Then he drove away in his car.

I went to the post and telecommunications office, stuffed fifty kilograms of national food stamps and a letter into an envelope, stuffed another ten yuan into it, affixed a gas stamp and mailed it out.

Just giving food stamps is useless if there is no money to buy them.

He is not short of money, but he cannot give too much.

After all, the average worker now only earns about thirty dollars a month, ten yuan is already one-third of his salary, and his parents are not even thirty yet.

After finishing it, I left the post office and went straight to the Kyoto Hotel.

I found a place nearby and quietly entered the space.

After changing into a set of clothes, waxing her hair and putting on a fake beard, she walked swaggeringly towards the Kyoto Hotel.

Naturally, I’m not here to eat.

Founded in 1900, it has grown from a small wine shop next to the foreign barracks in Dongjiaomin Lane to "the only luxury hotel in the Far East"; from holding the "first banquet of the founding of the People's Republic of China" to successfully hosting a series of important international conferences...

Kyoto Hotel is almost synonymous with the most upscale hotels in Kyoto and even the country.

upscale.

mystery.

Because only foreign guests and overseas Chinese are welcome here, ordinary people cannot enter.

The seven-story French-style building was a landmark building in this era.

When he arrived at the door, he was not stopped by anyone.

Because the way he was dressed didn't look like an ordinary citizen, he was dressed in foreign stuff.

The doorman also looks at the food.

It's time to eat, so it's impossible for everyone to stop and check, as this can easily cause disputes.

After entering, there is a dining hall.

As the National Day is approaching, there are very many people eating in Kyoto hotels. They are all foreign guests or overseas Chinese who are invited or come to watch the ten-year celebration.

Especially the overseas Chinese who came back spontaneously.

Putting one hand in his pocket, he looked around and waved gracefully to the waiter not far away.

"Sir! What do you need?"

The waiter, dressed in a small suit, hurried over and said hello politely.

Yang Xiaole looked around and said to him: "I came here today to do some things. Can you let your leaders come over?"

"Excuse me, sir, what do you want to do? Is it convenient to disclose it? If you need to exchange foreign currency, we have a special exchange point here. If you have other needs, you can go to the service hall."

The waiter said politely.

Yang Xiaole nodded, what he needed was a position in the service department.

Because he heard Su Ling say that there is a place here specifically to help foreign guests and overseas Chinese handle business.

After all, some people went out in the early years, but now they come back with different things, and many people come back with things to do, they are quite busy, and they need help from people here for some things.

He stretched out his left hand gracefully, looked at his watch, and said calmly: "Sir, I'm in a hurry now, can you take me there?"

Seeing this, the waiter hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Sir, please come this way. The service center is on the second floor."

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole followed him and left.

Arriving on the second floor, I was taken to a hall.

There are many overseas Chinese doing business here.

After being assigned to a small round table, the waiter went to find someone.

Yang Xiaole sat there quietly.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit came over and said with a smile: "Hello, sir, I am a clerk at the service center. My surname is Han. How can I help you here?"

When the waiter who led the team saw this, he left immediately.

Yang Xiaole looked at him and nodded lightly: "Mr. Han, it's like this. The younger generation's surname is Yang. Our ancestors left the mainland many years ago. Now I miss my hometown very much this year. However, I am ill and cannot come in person. This time coincides with the National Day of the Motherland. During the New Year celebrations, the younger generation returns to the mainland, entrusted by their ancestors, and hopes to make some contribution to their hometown."

"Oh I got it……"

Han Youming understood after hearing this, and then said: "Mr. Yang, I don't know what you want to do here? What help do you need from us?"

This kind of situation is not unheard of, it is very common.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaole took out the leather bag in his hand.

Put it directly on the table: "Jiazu also knows some situations in the mainland. This is [-] Hong Kong dollars. I hope you will transfer the money to them as soon as possible. I heard that they are now a production team, so Jiazu hopes to use the money I can buy them some food.”

He didn't directly say that there was no food there.

This is a matter of face.

"This……"

Han Youming was a little hesitant. This question was very serious.

Once it is not handled well, you will lose face.

Of course, this kind of situation has happened recently, but the quantity requested by the other party is relatively small.

This time it was [-] Hong Kong dollars, equivalent to [-] RMB.

It's a huge sum of money.

Because the salary level in Hong Kong is just over [-], this amount of money is not a small amount.

"What's wrong? Mr. Han, are there any difficulties?"

Yang Xiaole asked pretendingly.

"Oh~ there is no difficulty, no difficulty." Han Youming hurriedly explained, and then said: "Mr. Yang, please sit down for a while, and I will go and ask for instructions. By the way, sir, what do you need to drink?"

"coffee~~Add sugar and milk!"

Yang Xiaole said with a smile.

"Mr. Yang, please wait a moment, I'll be back as soon as I can."

After saying that, he quickly got up and left.

After the others left, Yang Xiaole waited quietly with her legs crossed.

After a while a waitress brought a cup of coffee.

Yang Xiaole thanked him, picked up the coffee, stirred it, smelled the taste, took a sip, and put the coffee on the table.

Then wait there.

This is the better way he can think of.

As an overseas Chinese, they received money from the local people, 2 RMB, not counting other things, and the accompanying grain alone was 4 kilograms, which was enough for them to fill the gap.

And based on what he learned.

Nearby production teams, even communes, and even higher-ups would go there to catch the autumn wind.

Therefore, when the nearby production teams, including the production team leader of Yangtai Village, knew that there was money and food there, they would go there to borrow food from Qiufeng.

Although it's not much, at least it can solve an urgent need.

And this way no one will be implicated.

You know, whoever has such a huge foreign exchange burden will be unlucky in the future.

And no one dares to openly deduct money.

After waiting for half an hour, Han Youming came back with a serious look on his face.

But after arriving at the place, he showed a professional smile again.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Mr. Yang."

"It's okay. How is Mr. Han going to ask for instructions?"

Hearing this, Han Youming asked him again: "Mr. Yang, are you sure that all this money is given to people in the village? And not to a certain person?"

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "No."

"Then what is your ancestor's name?"

"It's better not to mention my ancestor's name! When my ancestor left his hometown, he felt ashamed of his fellow villagers. He also decided to come back when his health is better. You will know when the time comes."

I know I must ask for details here.

But he couldn't just make it up, it would be clear once he checked it out.

Han Youming hesitated for a while after hearing this: "This..."

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole asked: "What's wrong? Mr. Han, are there any difficulties? If there are difficulties, then I won't make things difficult for you. When I go back, I will tell you the truth."

After speaking, he pretended to explain: "Does Mr. Han have doubts about the origin of the money? Or does he feel that we have an ulterior motive? Mr. Han, please rest assured that our ancestors set up Chinese newspapers abroad and have always been concerned about the motherland. This money comes from The roads are clean.”

Hearing this, Han Youming's expression changed.

Running a newspaper?

What if this spreads out?
Then his face immediately changed and he asked with a smile: "Mr. Yang, you have misunderstood. Your ancestor cares about the motherland, and I admire this kind of heart."

Yang Xiaole saw this and smiled and said: "Mr. Han, can you help with this matter? I will leave here and return to Hong Kong Island soon to pick up my father from Beijing."

"Ok, Ok!"

Seeing this, Han Youming hurriedly agreed: "Okay, I'll take Mr. Yang to go through the formalities, and please show me your passport and visa."

Yang Xiaole saw this and took out the things.

Then he frowned.

Because the person in the photo is only 18 years old and has no beard.

Fortunately, Han Youming took a look at it and didn't pay much attention to it because the photo was in black and white, so he didn't care about the beard.

I just made sure it was this person.

"Mr. Yang, please follow me to the reception room. Someone will count the money there."

Han Youming stood up and made a gesture of invitation.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiaole stood up and followed the other person to a room with his pocket in his pocket.

Han Youming made an explanation and left.

After a while, two staff members came over.

The two began to take inventory of things.

When Han Youming saw the frowning Yang Xiaole, he hurried over and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, this is it. These are all the procedures that need to be completed. There will be a follow-up meeting to discuss and finally determine when the money will arrive and who will receive it."

These words made Yang Xiaole frown even more tightly.

"Mr. Han, this money is a private donation, and it is also a little bit of my ancestor's affection for his hometown. Why does it have to be so complicated?"

Upon hearing this, Han Youming hurriedly explained: "That's right, you're right, this money is private, but this process still needs to be done!"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole said nothing more.

The amount of money is quite large, but the face value is very large, so counting it is very fast.

The two of them each counted it twice to make sure there was nothing wrong with the money.

One of them said to Han Youming: "Team Leader Han, there is no problem with the money, it can be put into the warehouse. What about the remaining procedures?"

Han Youming nodded.

He took out a document and asked Yang Xiaole to sign it.

"Mr. Yang, here is the receipt. Please sign it. Someone from our side will handle this matter later."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole signed Yang Hao's name directly on it.

He put away the pen and then said: "Mr. Han, I hope the money can get there as soon as possible, and at the best I can get them some food. I have other things to do, so I won't be here. I'll give you the address. .”

As he spoke, he took out a note and gave him the address.

Han Youming nodded when he heard this.

He took the note and gave him a receipt.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole stood up directly: "Okay, I won't be involved in the rest of the matter. I hope you will implement the matter as soon as possible. My father will arrive in Kyoto soon and may return to his hometown to visit relatives."

After that, he said hello and left directly.

After people leave.Han Youming hurried out.

After a while, the matter was reported to the police.

……

A conference room was filled with smoke.

At the top of the conference table, a middle-aged man smoked a cigarette and said to the six people below: "What do you think of this matter?"

One of the men in Chinese tunic suit held a pen and said directly: "Director, I personally don't think there is a big problem. After all, the money is for the local people, not for a certain person. It is recommended that after reporting it, contact Huizhou as soon as possible Send the money over.”

"Deputy Director Gao, I have a different opinion."

At this time, another middle-aged man opposite spoke.

Seeing everyone looking over, he continued: "Now is this special period. This money comes so unexpectedly, and the other party is unwilling to disclose the specific situation of the family. If there is any conspiracy here, there will be It will cause immeasurable losses. Who will bear this responsibility?"

As soon as these words came out, several others nodded in recognition.

The person who was called Deputy Director Gao, who was the first person to give advice, looked at the other side, pondered for a while and said: "Deputy Director Liu, you are a bit of a loser. The money is passed through us and then through the city. Here, the last one to arrive is this production team, which has no personal connection with anyone."

After a pause, he continued: "And what impact will such a large amount of money have on the face of it?"

Then he continued to ask: "The people below also made it clear that the other party has a newspaper in the outside world."

After hearing this, Deputy Director Liu disagreed even more: "The more this happens, the more we have to return it. If we accept it, it means that our rural areas really can't survive. Do you know what the impact of this is? Isn't this right? Discredit it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone hesitated for a while.

At this time, a middle-aged aunt wearing a Lenin suit next to Deputy Director Gao said: "What Deputy Director Liu said makes sense, but let's think about it from another angle. Let's not say whether what the other party said about the newspaper is true or false. Just that the other party can take it. With so much money, newspapers are enough to rush to report on this matter. I'm afraid Deputy Director Liu knows the impact of this better than anyone else, right?"

"I……"

Old Liu choked when he heard this.

Seeing his expression, the aunt continued: "Some time ago, the newspaper news from Internal Reference mentioned that a new newspaper on Hong Kong Island called Ming Pao was led by a man named Cha Liangyong and a For the newspaper founded together with Mr. Shen, Cha Liangyong invested 8 yuan and Mr. Shen invested 2 yuan."

After finishing speaking, he looked at everyone and said, "With these 5 Hong Kong dollars, this matter can be widely reported over there."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

Old Liu was a little dissatisfied when he heard this: "I still insist on my opinion. This money cannot be given to them and must be returned. It must not be used to discredit us."

At this time, the conference room was quiet for a while, and the heated discussion began again.

There is support and there is opposition.

The director at the top squinted his eyes and remained silent for a while. He knocked on the table lightly and said, "Okay, stop arguing. Since it's not decided, let's vote by a show of hands."

After hearing this, everyone started to vote with a show of hands.

The people below immediately divided into two square teams, three to three.

Everyone looked at each other and focused on the director's hand, which did not raise his hand.

The director looked at the situation, thought about it and said, "Let's do this. I'll report this matter and see what the reaction is."

Everyone understood after hearing this, and the director still supported sending the money there.

That's the end of a meeting.

……

After Yang Xiaole rode back, it was already getting late.

Those who should go to work have gone directly to work.

"Why are you here? So late? Hurry up and eat, class will start soon."

When the eldest sister saw him coming back, she quickly took out the rice from the pot.

Yang Xiaole took the food and started eating directly.

While eating, he said, "Oh, I just went out to mail a letter to Xiaomai. I happened to meet an acquaintance and chatted for a while."

Hearing this, the eldest sister didn't think too much.

Just asked: "How many food stamps did you get?"

"Fifty pounds! I can't get too much. Let's see about it later!"

It’s not good to do too much at once.

So eye-catching.

The eldest sister didn't say anything when she heard this.

"Brother, that's enough!"

Mai heard the conversation between the two people and said there.

Seeing this, the eldest sister smiled and said, "Okay, don't think so much, just go to school."

Then he smiled at Yang Xiaole and said, "Do you know what Xiaomai told mother?"

Yang Xiaole shook his head blankly when he heard this: "How do I know this? How did you say it?"

Hearing this, the eldest sister looked at the embarrassed Xiaomai and said jokingly: "Maihua said that from now on she will stay with the family until she goes to work, and she will not get married before she is 30 years old."

Then he smiled and said: "Mom said, then she is no longer an old girl! Who will still want her then?"

Yang Xiaole ate the steamed buns and smiled at Mai Mai: "Mai Mai, I've said it before, don't think too much. How other people live is how we live. From now on, be nice to your aunt and come over during the holidays." Well? You are getting married at the age of 30. If you don’t know better, you would think that our family won’t let you get married!”

After saying that, he ignored Wheat, who was a little embarrassed.

I asked the eldest sister: "Hey, by the way, has dad come back at noon? I went to their factory in the morning and said something happened in their factory. Is dad okay?"

"I'm back. Dad said that the factory attaches great importance to this matter and will strictly investigate the matter of stealing things from outside."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole felt relieved.

There must be some people in various factories who always want to get something for nothing.

It’s not surprising that food factories steal food. Dad’s factory is made of steel, so a similar situation will naturally occur.

Since his father was fine, he didn't pay too much attention.

After dinner, he left Xizi and the others and ran away.

Because today we have to go ahead and clear up wasteland.

When we arrived at the place, the three grade classes were already ready to go.

He quietly bent down and sneaked to the back of the line, where he waited quietly.

I saw the principal standing on the square platform where the flag was raised and said to everyone: "...Nanniwan has conscientiously implemented the CPC policy of "self-reliance" and "doing it yourself to overcome difficulties", with a gun in one hand and a gun in the other. Hoe, under the circumstances of extremely difficult living conditions and very difficult funds, he built cave dwellings, pitched tents, dug wild vegetables, and made agricultural tools by himself, gradually solving the problems of food, housing and production materials... We must also learn and carry forward the spirit of hard work and learn Nanniwan..."

After finishing speaking, he paused and said, "Students, can we do it?"

As soon as these words came out, the enthusiastic students who had just listened shouted loudly: "Yes~~"

It's already loud.

But the principal said with a smile: "Listening to the voices of the students, I have no confidence! Students, tell me again, can you..."

By the end, the emotion was overwhelming.

Similarly, a shocking response came from below: "Yes~"

"Ah, very good!"

The principal nodded, looked down and said, "Okay, teachers, take the lead. Now go to the destination and make sure the safety of the students is ensured."

After the meeting was completed, the people below agreed.

Lao Fang looked at everyone and knew that Yang Xiaole was the last one to arrive, so he said, "Okay, everyone, follow the team and bring all the tools."

Following the order, everyone walked bravely outside the school.

The leading student also held a flag.

Although everyone had never done farm work, they were still excited for a while.

Yang Xiaole followed behind with a smile.

"Classmates, let's sing a song." Halfway through, Fang Guoping shouted to the formation of students with a smile.

It was echoed by everyone.

Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Fang Guoping shouted to the girls in the team with a smile: "Zhang Haiyan, you are the art committee member of our class. Come and think of what to sing. Give everyone a start."

After Zhang Haiyan heard this, she and several nearby girls chatted for a while.

There he shouted: "Teacher Fang, just sing Nanniwan. Okay?"

Fang Guoping responded with a smile: "Okay, it just happened to suit the occasion, that's it, you start."

"Hey, okay!" Zhang Haiyan happily agreed upon hearing this.

"Classmate, get ready! Come on one, two, three~ The flowers in the flower basket are fragrant, listen to me and sing."

Hearing this, the class sang along:

"The fragrance of flowers in the flower basket

听 我 来 一 唱

唱 呀 一 唱

来到 了 南泥湾
南泥湾 好 地方
Nice place
好 地方 来 好 风光

好 地方 来 好 风光

There are crops everywhere, cattle and sheep everywhere..."

With the singing, the team moved forward.

Four or ten minutes later, when people came to the wasteland, they were all dumbfounded.

There is a wasteland near the river. It is still late summer, many plants are still green, and countless vines and saplings are growing in the ground.

Dang Laofang showed everyone the area of ​​his class.

Everyone collapsed for a while.

Five acres of land.

It is equivalent to more than 300 square meters. How can children who have never done any work understand this?

Big, so big!

Fang Guoping also had a headache when he saw this.

Yesterday, he and people from the school came over to explore it. It was really too big.

For serious farmers, the ratio of the number of people to the land is equivalent to the amount of private land in the countryside.

But the people facing the problem are all brats.

At this age, in the countryside, he would just do odd jobs, serve tea and water, and do some housework at home to reduce the burden of labor.

Needless to say in the city.

"Teacher Fang!!"

While thinking, Fang Guoping heard someone calling him and turned around to see that it was the squad leader Feng Shaohua next to him.

Fang Guoping nodded.

Then he asked him: "Feng Shaohua, what's wrong with your face? Did you get into a fight outside? I asked you in the morning and you said you fell. Tell me honestly. The teacher will make the decision for you."

At this time, the corners of Feng Shaohua's eyes were blue.

He touched his face and smiled awkwardly: "Teacher, I really fell!"

He couldn't tell the other party that he had failed to find someone to repair Yang Xiaole, and ended up repairing himself.

Yang Xiaole stood in the team and pretended not to see it.

I already discovered it when I came in the morning.

It seems that this title still has some effect!
Seeing that he was unwilling to say anything, Fang Guoping could only nodded and looked at the others: "Tell me how to do it? Should we do it together or divide the work?"

After hearing the words of peace, the people below were talking a lot.

At first glance, this class teacher seems a bit unreliable. He must have never farmed before.

After muttering for a while, Zhang Guoqing raised his head and said: "Teacher Fang, there are five acres of land in total. There are 47 people in our class. Let's divide it into 5 teams. The men and women will be evenly divided. We will adjust it after we are busy for a while."

Fang Guoping thought for a while after hearing this, and finally nodded.

"Okay, let's divide the land into five pieces. Each group will have a leader."

After saying that, he looked around.

"Feng Shaohua, Zhang Guoqing, Yang Xiaole, Fang Ping, and Liu Changan, the five of you will take the lead and automatically divide into groups. The two more people will take care of it. The others will find their own organization and follow the captain's arrangements."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other and looked for someone they were familiar with.

Yang Xiaole shook his head when he heard this, just do the work by yourself, why should you do this!
"Hey, Xiaole, let's go together!"

Liu Jiefang was next to him, and they were in the same compound, so they naturally had to be together.

"And me~"

Naturally, Li Haitang and Wang Xuewu came together, as well as Fang Mengmeng. A total of five people in the courtyard came over.

And Li Haitang pulled his deskmate Meng Xin over.

Mengmeng, a member of the literary and art committee, came over to see Fang Mengmeng. The two of them were already in love with each other, so they naturally followed him.

"Take the two of us?"

In their thoughts, the two girls shouted softly.

You Xia, Li Wei, and the two tablemates on the right of Yang Xiaole.

In an instant, all 9 people were present.

Yang Xiaole felt a headache when he saw this.

To, or not to?

Yes, nine people, three men and six women, it’s a shitty job.

No, being rejected is such a shame!

Yang Xiaole was confused for a while.

There are about twenty girls in one class, and his team accounts for nearly one-third.

In other places, everyone is looking for people they know well, but the atmosphere here at Yang Xiaole's side is a bit solid.

Li Wei felt a little embarrassed when she saw this and said, "How about... let's see if anyone else wants it~~"

Yang Xiaole shook his head when he heard this: "Forget it, that's it!"

Anyway, let’s do the work together.

After a while, everyone was divided.

The other teams have less than 3 girls and more than 4 girls, and the rest are all girls.

When Fang Guoping saw that the men in Yang Xiaole's team were divided, he asked, "Are there too few men in your team? How about some replacements?"

Yang Xiaole looked around and finally shook his head: "Forget it, that's it."

The other men have been sorted out, so it's not appropriate to come over. If I change someone at this time, I guess the person who leaves will feel like a burden.

although.

It is indeed a burden, but he can't do it!

Upon seeing this, Fang Guoping gave instructions to everyone: "Okay, the first thing to do now is to pull the weeds. Then we will plow the ground. Next, the captain will go with me to divide the land."

After that, he took five people and left.

Soon five plots of land were divided.

The division is not so precise, it is just a rough idea. The division on Yang Xiaole's side is a little smaller, but there are a few mounds there.

And it's close to the river.

The next step is for each group to play freely.

For a moment, everyone rushed towards their own battlefield.

Yang Xiaole led a few people to his land. Seeing that everyone had started pulling weeds, he quickly stopped them.

Liu Jiefang was surprised when he saw this: "Xiao Le, why don't you move! They have already started."

Yang Xiaole heard this and shook his head: "Don't worry, you have never done farm work, let alone you, I have never done it, but if you just pull weeds like this, even if you wear gloves, your hands will be completely useless tomorrow. .”

"Is it such an exaggeration?"

Wang Xuewu tried to pull it out a little. Although it was a bit difficult, it didn't damage his hand.

Several other people saw the same situation.

"Yeah! I feel fine!"

Li Haitang also pulled out a few roots and asked strangely.

Yang Xiaole shook his head when he saw this: "Listen to me, let's do it like this. You girls will pick up the stones in the ground. Liberation, Xuewu, the three of us will dig the ground. Don't take care of it after digging, let them remove the soil with grass." Break the knots and gather the grass together.”

"Ah? What about the three of us? How long do we have to do this?"

Wang Xuewu opened his mouth wide when he heard this.

Zhang Haiyan also said: "What's wrong? Yang Xiaole, do you still look down on us girls?"

But when she saw Yang Xiaole nodding seriously, she gritted her teeth in anger.

Yang Xiaole saw this and smiled and said: "Okay, I'm just kidding. If you want to listen, just listen. If you don't listen, forget it. I just asked for three hoes just for digging the ground. Go to work. If you feel you can, give it a try. ."

After saying that, he went directly to the edge of the wasteland, took out a pair of labor protection gloves, and started working.

He didn't take care of the grass and small trees that were removed.

These people will definitely come back obediently after a while.

Liu Jiefang and Wang Xuewu followed behind and were working there. They became anxious when they saw this: "Xiao Le, is your method okay? You see, they have pulled out a lot of grass."

Yang Xiaole said without raising his head: "Don't look at it. The grass has only been pulled out from the top, but not from the bottom. Sooner or later, the ground will be plowed. Don't worry, they can't hurry up."

Then he lowered his head and started working there.

One acre of land, even for an adult, would take a whole day to dig the ground without stopping, and not to do other things.

If he works hard enough, he can finish it in less than a day, but the skin on his hands may not be able to bear it.

The possibility of blisters is very high.

Although well water has magical effects, physical damage cannot be avoided.

Liu Jiefang said nothing when he saw this.

Anyway, there are few men in their team, so they still have to do what they have to do.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes, several women ran back and started beating the weeds that Yang Xiaole dug out.

The hands are red.

"Hey, Yang Xiaole, you can't do it like this. The grass hasn't been pulled out yet! They've started digging the ground."

Feng Shaohua thought of yesterday's experience and wanted to laugh.

But the last sentence, aren’t you from the countryside?Why didn't he even know how to plant the land? In the end, he held back and didn't say anything.

Yang Xiaole heard this and ignored him.

Those few people couldn't dig the ground any faster, so he could do it all by himself.

Just one sentence: you are all rubbish.

After digging for a while, Yang Xiaole thought of a move he used to practice his stick technique.

Very similar to this.

Just use this to practice your moves.

The waist horse bows and the lower body exerts force, and the required force on the hands is instantly reduced a lot.

After working for more than an hour, Yang Xiaole wiped his sweat, threw the hoe aside, and sat on the dirt not far away.

He said with disdain to Liu Jiefang, who was also taking a rest: "Jiefang, what did you two do? It's been almost two hours, right? You fucked a big part of your buttocks."

Liu Jiefang smiled awkwardly after hearing this: "I don't want to either! I really can't do it!"

After swinging the hoe a few times, my hands were sore, and the skin of my hands was burned and painful.

"What you two did is less than a third of what Xiaole did!"

Li Haitang said there with a look of disgust.

When Liu Jiefang heard this, he said without curiosity: "Then we are still doing it! Aren't you just breaking grass and picking up stones? You see, our hands have blisters."

Hearing this, Li Haitang also stretched out his hand: "Look, are our hands not injured?"

The palm of the extended little hand was indeed red, with some small wounds.

This is the effect of resting while working.

Yang Xiaole took a look and was not surprised at all. Not only them, but also his hands were burning.

They were all people who had never done farm work before, and they couldn't adapt to the sudden work.

The main reason is that there are no calluses on my hands.

Not just them, the other teams were not much better, or worse.

They were all wailing there.

Many people began to cry.

Fang Guoping was also working there. Seeing this scene, he went around to comfort him.

Finally, he came to Yang Xiaole and asked, "How are you? Are you injured?"

Yang Xiaole saw this and said directly: "Fortunately, Liu Jiefang and Wang Xuewu have some blisters on their hands, and the other hands are a little red."

Hearing this, Fang Guoping felt heartbroken when he looked at his daughter who was blowing her hands.

But he wasn't fit to say it.

This is true. How come you want to open up wasteland and get so much land for them?

Then he came to the river and muttered: "Fortunately, it is convenient to get water here, so we should be able to have a lot of harvests in the future."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole made a joke: "Teacher Fang, maybe we can even get fish in this river!"

Fang Guoping smiled when he heard this. This place was where they caught fish that day, so he naturally remembered it.

This matter was not mentioned.

Instead, he took a look at the situation and said, "Okay, you guys go ahead. This land reclamation is no different from normal farming. Take your time and don't be too hasty. Nothing can happen to you. I'll discuss it with other teachers."

If this person is injured, he will have no way to explain to others when he returns home.

After all, they are teenagers.

After that, he took the lead and left.

When the rest of the people saw this, they were all working there because their hands were really hurting.

Yang Xiaole was not in a hurry to work and rested with the group.

It was almost time for school to end, and Fang Guoping came back: "Okay, everyone goes back, and the rest will come back tomorrow."

After hearing this, everyone immediately left happily.

I was in high spirits when I came, but I was exhausted when I went back.

Walking on the road, everyone was surprised for a while, and they were just busy doing their work. Can't you learn from this?

Still comfortable in class!
When Fang Guoping heard this, he also shook his head: "This school will naturally have arrangements. Let's finish the work for a while. After the land reclamation is completed, the rest of the matter will not be so troublesome. Come back during the labor class later."

According to the inference, with so many people, half a day today and half a day tomorrow should be enough.

But according to this situation, it will not be completed in less than three or four days.

Next, we have to plant vegetables!

It is estimated that it will be adjusted later.

After hearing this, everyone was confused for a while. Their hands hurt when they were working, and they had headaches when they went to class.

No one can benefit from it.

But it’s better to go to class!At least I don't have to be so tired.

By the time we got back to school, the lower grades had already returned from school.

Everyone put down their things and went over there to wash up, then dispersed and went home.

Yang Xiaole said goodbye to everyone and rode towards his home.

"Dog left?"

The car passed by the bus stop and saw a young man waiting for the bus there.

Seeing the other party Yang Xiaole also felt happy for a while.

Haven't seen this guy for a long time.

The other party was Yang Wensheng, who lived in the same village and was in the same class as him.

"Hey, what a waste!!!"

Seeing the other party, Yang Xiaole shouted with a smile.

Yang Wensheng was waiting for the bus when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He was startled. When he looked up and saw Yang Xiaole across the street, he was relieved.

There was a hint of excitement on his face.

Then he trotted over quickly, "Xiao Le? Why are you here?"

"I'm not out of school, I'm getting ready to go home now!"

Gou Sheng smiled when he heard this and gave him a slap: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you didn't even come to see me when you returned to the village!"

Yang Xiaole said with a smile: "I didn't go back to the village during the Chinese New Year, and I haven't been back for such a long time!"

Then he looked at him and said with a smile: "Why are you here? Are you... rich now? Your clothes have changed."

Hearing this, Gou Sheng felt embarrassed and said, "Oh, I have something to do in the city."

When Yang Xiaole heard this, he looked around and said with a teasing smile: "Honestly, did your grandfather get some good things and asked you to come to the city to sell them?"

"Ang, Aang~~"

Gou Sheng reacted when he heard the words and said with a smile: "Well, yes! I made something, please don't talk nonsense!"

When Yang Xiaole heard this, he punched him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, but be careful lately! The city is very tight now. If you want to take action, I can help you introduce someone." !”

After finishing speaking, seeing his red hands, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your hands?"

At this time, Gou Sheng's hands were red, as if they had been scalded by boiling water.

Seeing this, Gou Sheng hurriedly held his hand and said with an embarrassed smile, "It's nothing. I accidentally got burned while cooking."

"Oh~~ that's it!"

Yang Xiaole nodded lightly, but still felt something was wrong.

"Um...Xiao Le, the car is here. I have something to do, so I'll leave first!"

Gou Sheng watched the car approaching, quickly said hello to Yang Xiaole, and ran towards the platform.

When he got there, he waved to him.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole nodded.

This dog is a bit strange!

But when he saw the other party getting into the car, he rode away.

When I got home, the eldest sister and others were already home.

"Why are you back so late?"

When the eldest sister saw him, even though she knew he liked to hang out, she still asked him out of habit.

Yang Xiaole saw this and smiled and said: "Oh, the school is doing some land reclamation today! I came back late, and I just met another dog."

"Oh, land reclamation! Our school has also started! Why didn't I listen to you at noon!"

The eldest sister muttered something and continued making noodles.

Then he thought of something and said, "Have you met a lost dog? What a coincidence, his grandfather died, and now he has no relatives in the village, which is quite pitiful."

Yang Xiaole just poured a glass of water.

Hearing this, he stopped: "No, what did you say? Yang Mazi is dead? When did it happen? How did you know?"

The eldest sister said nonchalantly when she heard this: "Oh, my grandfather said it to my father when I went to my uncle's house to chat that day! Didn't you listen?"

Yang Xiaole was suspicious for a while.

I asked him just now, but the guy didn't say anything about it!

Strange.

what's up?
Those red hands couldn't have been beaten in someone else's house, right?
But looking at the clothes Gou Sheng wore just now, although they are not new, at least they don't look like the ones he wore in the village before.

What is going on?

Why is this guy lying to himself?
At this moment, doubts arose in his heart.

"Xiao Le, what's the matter?"

The eldest sister saw him in a daze and asked curiously.

Yang Xiaole came back to his senses after hearing the inquiry: "Oh, it's nothing!! I was just curious and asked casually. I guess I was in the house that day and didn't hear them talk about this matter."

He really didn't bother to see some people that day, so he hid in the house and didn't come out much.

The eldest sister didn't think too much when she saw this, and quietly made noodles and cooked food.

(End of this chapter)