Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 500: I’m afraid you can’t hold on!

After Xie Laosi heard what he said clearly, he also sighed: "How about this, you guys take some of the food in the warehouse first and divide it according to the number of people. The food from the county will arrive in a few days, maybe a few days earlier or a few days later. Just make do with it for now."

Then he muttered: "We usually only eat dry food when we are busy, but you guys eat dry food every day. Alas, it won't work if no one is watching over you!"

Yang Xiaole also nodded.

In the city, how much you eat every day is controlled.

After coming here, everyone is young, and few of them can control themselves.

This isn’t the busy farming season yet!

This would be terrible during the busy farming season.

Not to mention 30 kilograms, even 35 kilograms is not enough to eat for a month.

Then: "A total of 480 kilograms of food, this is raw food, just over 6 kilograms per person, it may not be enough to last for six days!"

"You can find a way to borrow the rest from the village."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole didn't care: "Okay, I will go with Accountant Chen to collect the food tomorrow. If everything is fine, I will go back first."

"Oh, it's a good coincidence that you're here. Let me tell you something."

Xie Lao Si stopped him and said, "Our team needs a role model, a role model that can be educated well. See if there is a suitable one among these people."

He casually handed the old man a list.

Yang Xiaole took the thing and looked at it.

These are the people named by Sun Weimao that day.

After thinking for a while, he put the things on the table and said with a smile: "Thank you, Captain. I am not familiar with most of these. I only met them during the last training. I think it is not appropriate, right?"

Hearing this, Xie Lao Si gave him a strange look: "Really? Then I'll see how you perform then!"

Yang Xiaole looked at the other person's eyes and was stunned for a moment.

Then I reacted.

He didn't rush to answer, but asked: "Captain, I have a question for you."

As he spoke, he handed me a cigarette.

Xie Laosi was obviously trying to show goodwill, which he didn't quite understand.

I've only been here for less than a month and haven't done anything. This is obviously unreasonable!
Director Chen of the commune could still be said to have been greeted by Zhang Shaoting.

What happened to Xie Laosi again?

Xie Lao Si took it with a smile, lit the cigarette, took a puff and said, "It's okay, just ask!"

"why?"

Just three simple words.

Xie Lao Si pondered for a moment after hearing this and said, "It's nothing, because you are a member of the party, and you are different from others."

"no the same?"

He can understand.

But why is it different?
Xie Laosi sighed and said, "Now Fenghuang Village is like a pool of stagnant water. People are either activists or soft-hearted. It's rare to meet someone like you. You dare to speak and do."

"Haha, you are treating me like a knife!"

Yang Xiaole took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Xie Lao Si laughed and said, "That's not necessary. When our brigade cadres were elected, weren't they for the people? Look at what they are doing now... Hey..."

Yang Xiaole thought about it for a moment after hearing this.

I still have some admiration for him.

At this age, Xie Laosi has no chance of moving up.

What remains is to really want to change this situation.

In other words, they don’t want to change everything, they just want to change the current situation in Fenghuangtun and make the members’ lives better.

Thinking of this, he considered for a moment and said, "Captain, I'm afraid I'll get into trouble and you won't be able to stop me!"

"It's okay. As long as everything you do is approved by us, there's nothing to be afraid of. There are so many people accompanying you!"

Yang Xiaole took a puff of his cigarette and nodded gently: "Okay, I don't know what I can do anyway. I will support your decision as long as I feel good about it. If you need any help, tell me in advance."

Xie Laosi nodded and said, "Well, that's enough. Go ahead and ask Feng Xue to come over. You must take the lead in the militia company. After all, you are the only member among the educated youth."

"okay, I get it."

After finishing his talk, he prepared to leave the brigade branch.

But he thought of something and asked, "By the way, Captain, what's the situation with Chen Guoxi? He used to follow Gao Yifeng, but now he's gone. Should we arrest his accountant?"

Xie Laosi shook his head: "No, Chen Guoxi's situation is rather special, don't bother him, if there is nothing wrong. Don't go against him."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole felt strange for a while.

"why?"

"What can I say? Gao Yifeng had something on that guy before. Now that's all in the past, let's not talk about it."

Seeing him say this, Yang Xiaole didn't say anything.

He agreed, said goodbye and left.

After returning to the educated youth camp, Yang Xiaole said to Feng Xue, who had just finished washing the dishes, "Comrade Feng Xue, go to the brigade headquarters. The brigade leader wants to see you!"

"Ah, what do you want from me?"

"How would I know that?"

Feng Xue said "oh" when she saw this, and then said to Liu Yan beside her: "I'll go over there, you help me with it."

As she spoke, she untied her apron, hung it on the wall, and was about to leave.

Bai Zishan came out with something.

Looking at Yang Xiaole, she bit her lip and said, "Yang Zhiqing, do you have any clothes to wash? I'll wash them for you!"

Feng Xue paused when he heard this.

She rolled her eyes at him and walked away with a pout.

Yang Xiaole laughed when he saw this: "Thank you, no need, I can wash it myself."

After all this hassle, shoes and socks must be washed, and underwear must be changed.

Of course, this is in the eyes of others.

Bai Zishan nodded when she saw this: "Okay, I'll go wash mine."

He picked up the basin and went to fetch water.

Women are not like men who can leave their socks alone and even wear them after they have dried.

The girls all took a shower that night.

Either freeze dry it outside or dry it on the stove.

Yang Xiaole returned to the house, where Feng Aijun was joking: "Comrade Yang Xiaole, I have socks, can you help me wash them?"

Learn the woman's voice.

This caused everyone to laugh.

Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes and said, "Get lost! You've been doing this all day long. I have some stinky socks that I'll stuff into your mouth later."

Everyone was laughing again.

This made Bai Zishan, who was passing by and had just finished fetching water, blush.

"Hey, Xiaole, how are you talking about food?"

Someone was asking there.

"Oh, the captain said that we should pick up some tomorrow. If it doesn't snow later, it should be delivered to us on time."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good! Otherwise, I can only borrow it from my fellow villagers."

Half an hour later, Feng Xue came back with a happy face.

When everyone asked what happened, Feng Xue just said that he received a telegram from home without saying what it was about.

Yang Xiaole knew what was going on, so he naturally wouldn't say anything.

In the evening, everyone was chatting there.

After nearly a month, everyone was so bored that there seemed to be no point in chatting.

After so many days, we have talked about almost everything there is to talk about.

No matter whether it is the previous identity or the interesting things that happened in the past.

Fortunately, people nowadays are too boring, and they tend to laugh and cry easily.

"Hey, Xiaole! Do you want to listen to a story tonight?"

Suddenly, Feng Aijun muttered something to him.

Yang Xiaole was confused for a moment: "Listen to a story? What story?"

"Young Heart"

"Pfft!"

Yang Xiaole almost spit it out.

In this case, two handshakes can be regarded as a pornographic novel, and you actually read this?
This is a book that is on the list!

And it ranks among the top three.

But looking at Feng Aijun's expression, it didn't seem like he was joking.

"Who said that?"

Where there is oppression, there is resistance. This is also the characteristic of this era.

Just because of curiosity.

The less you let people see it, the more mysterious it becomes.

"Oh, the manuscript from Team Two!" Yang Xiaole looked at him and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid that Guard Zhao will report you?"

"He listened to it himself yesterday. Let him report it and try. And he will read it again today."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole glanced at the people in the room.

See these people are watching.

I understood instantly.

This is not an inquiry!
This is a notification.

He shrugged and said, "Okay, you guys decide who will read it!"

"Xiao Huangpu."

Yang Xiaole looked at Xiao Huangpu Zhou Yongjian and shrugged: "Okay, you guys play your own games, I don't care."

Hearing this, Feng Aijun was delighted.

"Okay, go call the people next door!"

Hearing this, Xiao Huangpu shouted: "Come over, come over!"

Then the man ran out.

After a while, Yang Xiaole saw the women next door coming over, and what made him strange was that Liu Jinlian also came over.

Some people have already covered the windows with quilts.

After Xiao Huangpu went out, he found a handwritten book from the firewood pile.

He closed the door in a thieving manner.

Just like doing underground work, he said, "Quick, have you covered the windows? Come over here."

At this time, everyone moved the kerosene lamp to the corner, some distance away from the window.

After everyone gathered around, Zhou Yongjian then began to look around with the book in his hand, expectant eyes on his face.

Then he slowly chanted: "... It caused a surge of heat in my body, arousing the instinctive impulse of human nature, making my whole body hot and my blood flow faster...

Every time I feel a warm current attacking every nerve in my body, especially the mystery of us women..."

Yang Xiaole lay there, looking at the eyes of everyone present.

eager.

fiery.

Many people really got their blood boiling after listening to it.

Shake your head speechlessly.

What is this!

Even the romance novels of later generations cannot compare to it.

There is no specific description of the action at all.

But even so, many people blushed when they heard it.

Men are more...

There’s no way around it. People at this age are very vague about these things. I just entered puberty and encountered these things.

Naturally there is no source of information.

"Wait a minute, I need to go to the bathroom."

Suddenly, the eldest son of the Wang family said something, his face flushed, and he was about to get off the kang.

"No! We agreed that you can't get off the bed until you finish reading."

"that is……"

Others were muttering there.

No one can go out in this situation.

Wang Jianguo gave a bitter smile and bent over.

Many other people also wanted to go to the toilet, but they held it in in the end.

Seeing this, Xiao Huangpu was reading there.

That intoxicating sound, as if I were immersed in it.

"I don't want to listen, what the hell is this!"

Suddenly, Liu Jinxiu said something with a bloodshot face, got off the kang and ran out to her room.

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

"Okay, let's go, let's go."

Once one person runs away, you can no longer read.

Yang Xiaole looked at everyone. Many of them had fiery eyes, rapid breathing, and swallowed saliva from time to time.

There was only one person with a dull look in his eyes.

Bai Zishan.

If she hadn't been worried about being isolated, she would have run away long ago.

But when she heard about the freedom of emotions in the film, she was also drawn into it.

Yang Xiaole glanced at everyone and returned to his seat.

At this time, many people made excuses to go out.

Xiao Huangpu went out again.

But this time the place where the books are stored has changed again.

He shook his head, thinking that if this continued, something would happen sooner or later.

Then he turned his gaze to Wang Guoqiang.

This guy actually...

Shake your head speechlessly.

At this time, the other party yelled, "I'm going to the toilet, and ran out with the paper."

Others were no better.

Yang Xiaole leaned against the side and watched Feng Xue glance at him.

Her face was flushed, and her small lips looked as if they had been burned by fire, looking delicate and tempting.

Forget about others, why are you so excited!

I don’t know if Feng Xue has ever heard of this.

should not.

After everything was done, they came back one after another, and most of them had embarrassed expressions on their faces.

Yang Xiaole shook his head speechlessly.

Wash and sleep.

There wasn't much to talk about on the men's side, but the girls' chat was much more explicit.

But it is also relative.

……

That night, many people secretly got up to wash their underwear.

It has become something that everyone knows.

The next morning, everyone was woken up by the radio.

Meeting.

I got up for a meeting today which was a rare occasion.

This reminded Yang Xiaole of something. It seemed that he didn't hold an ideological meeting for these people yesterday!
What happened last night, I greeted him politely despite the awkwardness.

It’s as if what happened yesterday never happened.

After receiving the notice, no matter who they were, they gathered in the courtyard of the brigade headquarters.

The person who attended the meeting was naturally Xie Laosi.

"Yeah, that... I called everyone together today to convey the instructions from above... I'll read it to you now..."

Holding a newspaper that was a few days old, he muttered to himself.

Wang Lao Er muttered in the audience, "The captain has been different since we came back. He holds a meeting every two days. Oh my god! It lasts for one or two hours. It's freezing."

Yang Xiaole looked around and whispered, "Don't talk. Be careful, the walls have ears. I'll ask you to go on stage and give a report tomorrow."

Hearing this, Wang Laoer understood what it meant.

He looked around and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. We have a tested revolutionary friendship and you won't betray me."

Yang Xiaole naturally understood what he meant.

We read little H's book together these two days, and he feels like we are one of their own.

Ignore him.

You will understand when you suffer a loss.

The party started at 6:30 and ended at 8:30, when everyone dispersed.

What I am talking about is actually what is in the newspaper.

It was a very cold day, but luckily there was a yard to protect me from the wind, otherwise I would have frozen to death.

The scene was bustling and everyone hurried home.

it's too cold.