After a rain on the seventh day of the seventh month, the sky was overcast, and by the middle of July, the members secretly cooked food to worship their ancestors.

Because of the Qingming incident, this time every family kicked their children out to play, and there were special people guarding the door.

There are also sharp-eyed educated youths who have found some clues, but when they think about their current lives, they have to go to the county seat to go to the Revolutionary Committee, and they have to walk for a day to go to the revolutionary committee, and they instantly lose their minds.

Qiao Jiayue didn't go to school, and when the farm was slack, she didn't go to work for the most part, so she and Qiao Hongliang walked around with a bee camera, leaving all the images as a souvenir as much as possible.

And they have now tossed a lot of bee cameras to use, which can be controlled with a laptop and hover in the air to shoot videos.

Regarding the rechargeable battery for the notebook and the radio in the brigade headquarters before, Qiao Jiayue bought a large-capacity battery, and the raw materials in it spontaneously reacted to produce electricity, which can be used for a long time.

And with Qiao Jiayue's frequency of use, the power consumption is actually not too large.

After taking pictures for a while, Qiao Jiayue and Qiao Hongliang checked the photos in the basement, left the good ones, and deleted the ones that didn't work or were duplicates, so as not to take up space.

The two looked at the video they shot and found that it was still very interesting to look at the Alpine Brigade from another angle, because the field of vision was expanded, giving people a different impression.

Looking at it, Qiao Hongliang suddenly paused the video, pulled it forward for a short time, and enlarged it.

Qiao Jiayue was still a little confused, but when she saw the enlarged video, her eyes couldn't help but widen, "That's ......"

Huang Chunyun and another male intellectual, on the mountain behind the ancestral hall, leaned on each other and talked, which was clearly not an ordinary friend relationship.

The trees were cut down in the early years of the steel smelting in the back mountain of the ancestral hall, and later the pine trees were replanted, and after five or six years, they also grew lush.

Someone sat down in the woods, and it was really impossible to see clearly from the outside.

"What team is that male intellectual?" Qiao Jiayue asked with her head sideways, looking a little familiar.

"A team. Qiao Hongliang thought for a moment, "His name is Zhang Wen." ”

"I remember that Huang Chunyun didn't get very close to Qiao Qiuyu's younger brother?" Qiao Jiayue frowned, when he was cutting rice, that kid was very attentive.

Qiao Hongliang shook his head, "That Zhang Wen is also involved with the female intellectuals of their team. ”

"......" Qiao Jiayue didn't know what to say, is the relationship between educated youths so chaotic?

"Forget it, let's watch the video and mention it to Abba later. ”

Fortunately, there was no more exciting news in the following videos, otherwise, their little hearts really couldn't stand it.

The summer harvest has passed, and although this period of time is not the climax of marriage, many matchmakers go back and forth in various teams to protect the media for suitable young people.

And there are really a lot of people who like these educated youths, as far as Qiao Jiayue knows, the two female educated youths in their four teams are very popular.

Although the brigade headquarters said that you should be cautious about marrying educated youth, not many people took this to heart.

There are many women in the fourth team who are good friends with Qiao's mother, and Qiao Jiayue can hear a lot of gossip every day.

For example, whose son is obsessed with a female educated youth and rushes to offer hospitality every day, for example, whose daughter falls in love with a male educated youth and is grounded by the family.

And the attitude of these educated youths towards feelings has also greatly influenced the young people in the brigade.

It turns out that although there are young people in the brigade who are looking for partners on their own, most of them are introduced by matchmakers, relatives and friends, and this kind of atmosphere is not obvious.

And now, the young people in the brigade are beginning to show signs of ostracizing matchmakers.

Qiao Jiayue's family has also been a matchmaker a few times, and they all want to introduce objects to Qiao Hongzhi.

They talked about the girl's family in a fanciful way, saying that it was very suitable for Qiao Hongzhi, and let Qiao's mother make the decision to settle the family affairs, and send a letter to Qiao Hongzhi to tell him about the situation.

Qiao's mother didn't intend to control Qiao Hongzhi's life, and refused very happily.

Qiao's mother rejected all the matchmakers, she felt that the four children would meet her fate, and there was no need for her to do more.

And once Qiao Jiayue was reborn, she didn't think about getting married, she was used to it, and she didn't think there was anything bad about this kind of life.

Now that her parents and brothers are here, all the regrets have not happened, she can't wait to live with her family for the rest of her life, how can she think of leaving?

But what Qiao Jiayue didn't expect was that Qiao Xiaofeng was already working the way to marriage.

Wang Xiuhong is very serious about screening suitable candidates for her daughter, but Qiao Xiaofeng does not refuse.

"Xiaofeng, you're only sixteen years old, are you willing to leave home so early?"

Even if you have to leave home one day, it's not at such a young age.

Qiao Xiaofeng blinked and looked at Qiao Jiayue, "Jiayue, why are you asking like this?

"Besides, it's not right away that you get married, at least two or three years later. And my aunt won't marry me far away, it's still very convenient to come back. ”

When Qiao Jiayue heard this, she stopped persuading, Qiao Xiaofeng was voluntary.

"I wish you a good family and a smooth life. "Qiao Xiaofeng's personality is relatively soft, if it is a bad person, I am afraid that he will be tortured.

"Thank you Jiayue, I also wish you to find a good family as soon as possible!"

Qiao Jiayue had an indifferent face, no, she refused, didn't she want to be so early?

Since then, Qiao Jiayue has rarely gone to Qiao Xiaofeng's house, and more often runs around the mountains with Chen Mian, and it has been a lot darker for more than half a month.

In addition to their contact with Zhou Wenhui, they also had brief contact with four other labor reformers.

However, except for Chu Liren, the other three people don't like to have dealings with members and are silent.

Chu Liren is the oldest, and the work he does is relatively easy, and he is a person who talks a lot, so he can't stop talking.

Qiao Jiayue and Chen Mian would have contact with him, or because they went to find Zhou Wenhui, they happened to meet Chu Liren talking endlessly.

They paused to listen to a passage to the effect that they were talking about rhyme.

Chu Liren's eyes lit up when he saw Qiao Jiayue and Chen Mian, beckoned to them, and asked them to sing a folk song in dialect.

Qiao Jiayue pushed Chen Mian with her hand, this is what she is good at, she came, just in front of Zhou Wenhui.

Chen Mian was a little embarrassed, but still sang a tune.

Chu Liren's dialect was old and neat, and as soon as he heard it, he broke his fingers and continued to tell Zhou Wenhui about the rhyme.

Qiao Jiayue was dazed when she heard it, but Chen Mian's eyes were bright and she listened very seriously.

After this time, Zhou Wenhui met Qiao Jiayue and Chen Mian, with a lot of smiles on her face, and occasionally said a little bit of music knowledge.

Chen Mian wrote it down in his notebook like a treasure and studied it very seriously.

Qiao Jiayue can understand Chen Mian's mood, it is too difficult to learn what she is interested in, there are no books, and the teacher has nowhere to find them.

Now it's hard to find people who have real skills, but they can't learn openly, and the sadness in this is really hard to describe.

Many times, it's not that there is no lack of talent and interest, but that reality kills all possibilities.