Liu Eryi is essentially a farmer. [No pop-ups]. しw0。 For the farmer, there is nothing to be afraid of working in itself, but it is different about who to work for.

In the early years when he was in Yulin Town, Liu Eryi farmed for the two main families before and after. The first old master's family was okay, and the land rent was not high, and it was not too oppressive for these military households. After the death of the old master's family, his son took charge, and Liu Eryi felt that he had almost lived in hell in those years.

Therefore, even after accepting the fate of being forced to work for others, Liu Eryi was still nervous after entering the labor camp. It wasn't until he took a bath, received clothes, divided a room, and ate in a labor camp that Liu Eryi was completely relieved.

The so-called "nothing to do, courteous or treacherous, or thief". Liu Eryi may not know this sentence, but Liu Eryi knows this truth. He didn't raise pigs. After all, in this era, not every farmer is qualified for such a thing as raising pigs. But he knew what it was like to raise pigs.

The fate of being a pig may not be happy, but the process of being a pig is very happy. The purpose of the pig raiser is indeed the meat of the pig, but if the pig is fattened and raised, the pig raiser will not easily kill the pig.

For a peasant in a feudal agricultural society like Liu Eryi, who survives in an extreme environment, it is a happy thing to be able to live like a pig, after all, compared to living on the edge of survival for thirty or forty years in a lifetime, and finally dying of illness and starvation, it is far better to live a few years like a pig.

Liu Eryi didn't know what the Ba'ath Party was. The Baath Party didn't promote anything to him, but it really did, and Liu Eryi didn't believe it.

However, the treatment he himself received in the labor camp had made him understand that these military men called the Renaissance Army were certainly not normal, and it was not necessarily a good thing to work for them and accept their governance. Working for them is certainly not going to be an easy task.

But unlike most of the homeless, well-informed and thoughtful, he also understands that the Fuxing Army masters have invested so much money on their group of homeless prisoners, so his life will definitely be saved.

In Liu Er's thought, before he spent these revival troops on his own money to earn back, his life safety must be guaranteed. At most, the work will be a little tiring. But aren't you just a worker? What's there to do?

Liu Eryi would have such thoughts, thinking that his situation was very dangerous, and there was nothing abnormal about this.

In fact, it is because Liu Eryi has experienced more things than ordinary homeless people, so he reacts faster to things. The other nearly 10,000 displaced people will find the Baath Party's actions unreasonable, as long as they are given some time.

After all, for thousands of years, since the existence of the state, the common people, as the ruling class, have begun to accept the exploitation, oppression and plunder of the ruling class. For these displaced people, it is natural for the government to collect their taxes, levy their grain, pull their ding, oppress them, and insult them. It is normal for those who are in office, in charge, rich and powerful, to squeeze oil and water from them, to rape their wives and children, to rip off their houses, and to kill them.

When they suddenly encounter people and things like this who are fed and clothed by the Baath Party, let them eat meat, eat enough food, wear new clothes and live in new houses, and then regard work as a punitive measure, they will inevitably feel at a loss and uncomfortable.

Of course, compared to the life of being cannon fodder in their own homes, what the Baath Party does is no matter how much people mumble, but steamed buns, pancakes, eggs and duck meat, these things are real. Just like there is wine today and drunk today, the idea of being cheap and not taking advantage of it is a bastard is a common idea of everyone.

In this way, although the sense of doubt in his heart was stronger than anyone else's, Liu Eryi was still vigorous when he started eating. Every time he doesn't stuff his stomach full when he eats, he won't put down his chopsticks.

The stew of potatoes, sweet potatoes, carrots and duck bones is very fragrant. The rice steamed with corn, white rice and shredded sweet potatoes is particularly dry. Liu Eryi finished eating a big bowl of rice as quickly as possible, and immediately ran to the place where the rice was served and lined up again.

After nearly ten days in the labor camp, the punishment of confinement and starvation has made Liu Eryi and many others know the importance of order.

The food is delicious and unlimited, but the work is much easier than expected. The main thing is to build houses and roads.

In Liu Eryi's view, the most laborious thing in the bricklayer's work is nothing else, that is, the most light and simple mud work that ordinary people who don't know how to do. Liu Eryi didn't know what cement was, but he thought it was the same.

However, on the construction site of the Ba'ath Party, the most tiring work of the mud is not done by people. Or what surprised him very much was that on the Ba'ath construction site, the kind of mud machine driven by something called a steam engine not only saved people's effort, but was also simple. Just fill the next furnace with coal and feed it into that drum.

What's more, it only takes two or three people to watch that set of things, and the machine can make hundreds of people and mud.

Liu Eryi obviously felt that because of the large number of these machines used on the construction site, the people in the labor camp were very easy to work. Occasionally, some work is more tiring, and it is not only them who do it, but there are always those "Baath Party" wearing strange clothes to lead them to do it.

Eat well, dress warmly, live well, in addition to being clean as you say, how comfortable and comfortable life is really in the labor camp. In fact, for Liu Eryi and these people, everyone also likes to be clean. It's also a very pleasant day when you can take a shower after work every day. It's not that everyone doesn't like cleanliness, it's mainly that there were no clean conditions in the past.

But since yesterday, Liu Eryi has begun to think more. This is not because of anything else, but because the young students of the Baath Party began to talk to everyone in the labor camps.

Liu Eryi is still quite wary of the future generations of the Baath Party. So he pretended to be like an ordinary outcast, listening to those posteriors chatting with some of the more cheerful guys.

But Liu Eryi, who thought about it a lot, obviously found that these post-nators chatting with those fast-talking guys were targeted. They seem to be leading these homeless people to scold Zhang Xianzhong together, and scold those under Zhang Xianzhong's hands together.

After figuring out this, Liu Eryi's heart was plucked out of the cold. You know, although I didn't run away like those hundred or so fools, and I wasn't caught and locked up somewhere like them. But in the labor camps, there are still people who know their identity.

Liu Eryi was genuinely afraid that the people of the Ba'ath Party would hold him accountable