Reborn in the red age

Chapter 69 Zheng Aiguo self-mutilates

After wandering around the commune for a while and finding nothing to buy, he went to the hospital to call Wu Xiangqian and others, and handed Wang Mengmeng to the nurse, and the group headed towards Qingshan Brigade together.

On the way, Zheng Aiguo was distracted all the time. He frowned for a while and smiled stupidly for a while. Li Qingfeng even wondered if this guy could not stand the hard life in the countryside and went crazy.

Back at the small courtyard for educated youth, Li Qingfeng and others took a brief rest and then began to help clean the newly built girls' dormitory.

Now it's time to burn the kang. If we don't burn the kang, we will get cold and catch a few colds at night.

Wang Mengmeng helped move the luggage that had been packed in advance to the girls' dormitory. Li Qingfeng, Wang Weimin and other four people moved to the original girls' dormitory. The boys' dormitory was reserved for Zhou Yongjun and other old educated youths.

That night, a miserable howl came from the courtyard of the educated youth. Li Qingfeng and others woke up from their sleep. Listening to the howling in the courtyard, everyone quickly put on their clothes and went out to check the situation.

When the beam of the flashlight swept across the screaming figure with his arms folded on the ground in the yard and the wooden stick on the ground, Qingfeng Li was speechless. Are all the educated youths from the Forty-Nine Cities so cruel?

During the day, there was the feat of Wang Mengmeng eating a match head, and at night, there was the grandson Zheng Aiguo who took a wooden stick and broke his own arm. These girls are all ruthless people.

Looking at Zheng Aiguo, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, Li Qingfeng said with a complicated expression: "As for that? Your arm is broken. What else can you do after you return to the city?"

"I want to go home. Even if I have to go back to the city to beg for food, I still want to go home." Zheng Aiguo was shaking with pain, but he still gritted his teeth and answered Qingfeng Li's question.

A scream in the middle of the night alarmed the entire Qingshan Brigade. The captain also hurried over with a group of people. He just glanced at Zheng Aiguo, who was holding his arms, and he understood what was going on. The old face was wrinkled into chrysanthemums, and the man's arms were broken. It was useless to say anything else, so hurry up and save people.

Let the barefoot doctor in the village come and take a look first. The barefoot doctor cannot cure this kind of fracture, so he can only send it to the hospital.

The captain no longer cared about the horse power of the village carriage, and quickly asked the breeder to hitch the carriage and drove the carriage to the commune hospital.

The captain was shocked by Zheng Aiguo's cruelty. When Zheng Aiguo wanted to return to the city due to illness, the captain didn't even have any objection and quickly issued a certificate for Zheng Aiguo's return to the city.

This kind of person can be so cruel to himself, let alone others. The captain is also afraid that if he rejects Zheng Aiguo, this guy will put a knife on his neck without thinking.

After such a fuss, two people from the educated youth spot returned to the city. Among the remaining people, many people began to have the idea of ​​returning to the city with the same illness, but they did not have the courage to attack themselves.

Educated youths like Li Qingfeng didn't have to worry about recovering from illness. News came from the commune that it was going to rain soon, and all production brigades were asked to harvest grain from the fields. So educated youths like Li Qingfeng faced a real nightmare.

The harvesting of soybeans and corn is not much better than that of wheat. It may be a bit more tiring than wheat to compare.

Since the rush to harvest started, Li Qingfeng felt that his waist was no longer his own. It was fine when breaking corns, but it was really painful when harvesting soybeans. The roots of soybeans are thick, so when cutting with a sickle, you need to use strength to sharpen the sickle. If it doesn't last a day, take the whetstone and re-sharpen it a few times.

Several times, Qingfeng Li almost cut his leg with the sickle in his hand. He had to be careful when cutting beans.It's not like the leg was cut. During the lunch break, I heard that someone in the village had cut their leg. At that time, blood flowed all over the floor. Fortunately, the village knew that this would happen and prepared plant ash in advance to stop the bleeding.

After returning to the small courtyard for educated youth after work, Wang Weimin slumped on the ground waiting for his meal, grumbling and complaining: "Oh, I'm exhausted. The corps next door has been mechanized, and I still have more than 40 yuan a month." We get a salary, but we are still cutting with sickles here and earning work points. We are also educated youths. Why do you think the difference is so big?"

Sun Guoqing next to him would taunt Wang Weimin as soon as he got the opportunity: "Is it still mechanized? Who told you that the corps next door has been mechanized? I have a classmate in the corps with only a few machines. They also cut by hand in the company. Look at you. You are such a coward, you have already done so much work and you are so exhausted."

Faced with Sun Guoqing's ridicule, Wang Weimin naturally would not be a coward and immediately responded.

The two of them quarreled several times every day. Everyone in the Educated Youth Courtyard was used to it, and no one came to break up the fight. The two of them would naturally stop when they got tired of arguing.

Despite hurrying and slowing down, we still couldn't finish harvesting all the grain in the fields before it rained. At the request of our superiors, it kept raining and everyone harvested in the fields despite the rain.

It rained continuously for five days, and everyone spent five days soaking in the fields before harvesting all the crops.

After the crops were harvested, people also fell ill. The small courtyard for educated youths was full of sick people. Only Zhou Yongjun and Wu Xiangqian were not sick, and the others were all lying down.

"Brother, I feel like I'm dying. I don't know how long this fever will last. Why don't you take some more Anagin?" Wang Weimin curled up and lay on the kang, sniffing and begging Qingfeng Li to take more. A slice of peace.

Li Qingfeng, who was almost fully recovered after taking the medicine, stretched out his hand from the quilt and touched Wang Weimin's hot forehead. He slowly shook his head: "No, I can't take any more. I have already taken the amount of medicine for today." No, your body won’t be able to withstand the power of the medicine if you continue to take it. Show me the thermometer.”

"Oh, my head is about to burst. This captain keeps urging us when we are working. Now that we are sick, they don't care."

"Okay, stop complaining. Your fever has started to subside by now. Just keep your head down and take a nap and you'll be fine."

Seeing that the temperature on the thermometer had dropped to 38 degrees, Li Qingfeng put the thermometer away, briefly comforted Wang Weimin, then got up and put on his clothes to go outside for a walk. He had been lying on the kang for almost two days, and his whole body was numb. How comfortable.

Just walking out of the boys' dormitory, I bumped into Wu Xiangqian who looked anxious.

Seeing Qingfeng Li coming out, Wu Xiangqian's face showed joy, and she quickly said: "Brother Qingfeng, go and have a look. Hu Jiabao is almost burning and confused, and now he is talking nonsense."

Hearing what Wu Xiangqian said, Li Qingfeng did not dare to delay, and followed him to the girls' dormitory regardless of the differences between men and women.

Entering the girls' dormitory, the fire in the room was very hot. Seeing the man Qingfeng Li suddenly come in, Wang Xianglan, who was slightly less burned, screamed in surprise and quickly stuffed her head into the quilt.

(End of this chapter)