Guan Ping'an, who started to have dinner with her classmates, didn't know that her teacher Hao was full of feelings, of course, even if she knew, she couldn't give any advice.

In terms of the heart.

Is there any significance in the practical activity of learning agriculture? Even in her heart, among the "three studies", learning agriculture is more meaningful than learning engineering.

Lest everyone become a nerd who is not diligent and does not distinguish between grains, and really think that without crops, generation after generation of people with their backs to the loess and facing the sky, you can eat food?

In fact, she knows that most of her classmates have a sense of superiority, and they just don't dare to say it.

As she said, she is from the countryside. When she first transferred to school, as soon as she finished her introduction, some classmates deliberately asked her if the countryman was full of lice.

This kind of goods should be the most important for her to pick up dung. Ya, her family is so poor that she has to ask relatives in the countryside to help sweet potatoes, and she doesn't know where she dislikes the countryside.

But get angry?

I can't get angry.

There are too many people like this.

Day by day, the sun rises, and the sun rests. Just half a month has passed, and Guan Ping'an doesn't know how many times he has picked the blisters in the palm of his hand.

In fact, the production team didn't expect them to really do any farm work like these students, don't delay their spring ploughing.

But obviously it is a practical activity to learn agriculture, but she doesn't go to the field to toss and toss, what is it to learn? Others, she can't control it, anyway, she can't do it.

When she is outside, she is not good at using her fairy water, so she can only try to apply the ointment to herself a few more times, otherwise her mother will have to cry when she turns back.

Of course, after the last half of the bottle was wiped again, even the ointment was gone. Not only did she have blisters in her palms, but so did her little sisters, and she was not good at exposing the little gourd.

These problems, to be honest, she is not very worried, just go home. Including food, you can fill your stomach, and there are only two weeks.

Yes......

Guan Ping'an couldn't help but look in the direction of the capital. Her father, her brother, and Mu Xiu must not have come back yet, but they don't know how the family is now.

"Homesick?"

When Yang Jiajia came over, she saw Guan Ping'an looking in the direction of the capital and didn't know what she was doing, "Sister Xiaofang will pick up the package tomorrow, do you have anything you want to bring?"

Sister Xiaofang she said was Liu Fang, a member of the female intellectuals who lived in the opposite wing, and she was familiar with a group of girls, so she sometimes helped people change something.

For example, before she went out, her mother said that she would exchange sugar for hard-boiled eggs, and exchange other things for a few dumplings, anyway, there were many classmates who asked each other for help.

said that it was a private transaction, but in fact, it couldn't be hidden from Mr. Hao and the two of them. It is said that the same is true for students stationed in other villages, as long as they don't go overboard. For example, stealing chickens, catching one and dealing with one. So, they all turned a blind eye to it.

But Guan Ping'an still doesn't want to get involved, she can't care if others violate the school rules, but she can't. Besides, she didn't have anything she wanted the other party to bring.

Yang Jiajia saw her shaking her head and diverted the topic, "It would be nice if it rained every day, and it would rain tomorrow." ”

Guan Ping'an elbowed her. Silly girl, can this be said nonsense? Spring rain is as expensive as oil, do you think the team will not hurry up to sow seeds?

"Where's the swallow?"

"Watch them play poker over there. Yang Jiajia attached to her ear, "She doesn't want to bring anything like you." The few people in our house are too greedy, and they don't buy it. ”

Silly girl, do you think everyone is like you and don't have to worry about food and clothing? Guan Ping'an pinched her face funny, "Keep it away, do you want to go back?"

"Eggs. ”

"Your mother didn't raise it. ”

"Waiting for the chicks to lay eggs?" Yang Jiajia laughed uncontrollably, "Seriously, you said that when we go back, can we exchange things with our fellow villagers and take them away?"

"What do you want to change?"

"It's like bacon, dried fish, if you can change it to some fine grains. When I went out this time, my parents gave me a lot of tickets, and I could exchange them for as many as I could. ”

"Go back and ask Teacher Hao to see what she has to say. If you can, there will be no shortage of students who want to bring some gifts back. I've seen enough of this. ”

It was time to start preparing dinner, which was also because it was difficult to rest because of the sudden rain, otherwise there would already be people shouting that they were hungry.

If you want to say that the most tiring job of learning agriculture this time, there is no doubt that it is the cooking class. For 50 people, three meals a day consumes a lot of firewood alone.

At first, one by one thought that this job was the easiest, and everyone wanted to enter the cooking class. Every morning at half past four to get up and make breakfast, I will taste the taste.

Fortunately, there are people who support the mountain and have the manpower to collect firewood. Fortunately, there are vegetables in the village, and there are also people who dig wild vegetables by hand, so there is no need to go to the commune to buy vegetables before dawn every day.

But this job is also quite disliked. First of all, it is very hard, and then the food expenses are all paid by the students, and the school is at a very low level.

After all, if it is really raised, some students' families will have difficulties, so how can such a limited amount of things be used to improve the food?

Fortunately, the two teachers they led were very experienced, and they began to take turns on duty in groups of five students for a day, and no one said who burned it unpalatablely.

Today it is the turn of Guan Ping'an and Yang Jiajia, the two girls and the other three boys. On a rainy day, as soon as the teacher announced that he was resting, there were no people digging wild vegetables.

Of course, Guan Ping'an has no chance to be in charge at all. Early in the morning, Yang Jiajia and another male classmate volunteered to take charge of the spoon.

At this time, too, the two people who call themselves the kitchen god are quite positive. At noon, it is a potato stew with Chinese cabbage, and in the evening, it is changed to a potato stew with white radish.

It's like a player's home~

After the meal, the five of them cleaned up and hurried to the kitchen, and the next thing was that the five students who would be the turn of tomorrow would be worried about whether to stew white radish or cabbage first.

It's time.

Kerosene.

There is also a lesson.

It is indispensable for everyone to have a red book, and paper and pen are even more necessary. If you don't have pen and paper, how do you write down your experience and report your thoughts?

If this kind of life is abandoned, it is extremely spiritually fulfilling, and it is lively every day, although there are contradictions and non-stop, but it is also a small fight.

When leaving, not only the captain of the village was surprised and praised it, but even Guan Ping'an also felt that it was good to live this kind of life from time to time.

Labor sharpens the mind the most. She's just too idle...... It seems that since the little gourd can be automated, her mentality has begun to appear complacent.

Perhaps, even before this, her mentality was already problematic. It's just talking about things outside the body every day, but is that really the case?

No.

Unearned.

She was poisoned for nothing.

A drink and a peck, all have a fixed number. If she hadn't gone out this time, she might not have understood. In the dark, she was almost lost.