Now this era is seventy-six years, there are no color TVs in the countryside, and everyone is worried about food and drink.

People dying of starvation are a common phenomenon.

However, when the college entrance examination is resumed in the seventh or seventh year, a large number of educated youths will destroy the city.

Yan Weitang is the most favored daughter in the family, she could not use it originally, but Yan Weitang saw Baichuan coming, so he gritted his teeth and followed.

And her best friend Yao Juan came with her.

Later, Yao Juan became a vicious female partner, and the end was naturally miserable.

Just then, the door opened again.

A young man came in with an old man in his forties and fifties.

The old man carried a medicine box, and he was a local barefoot doctor, quite famous.

Many people go to him for some illnesses at home.

Of course, in this era, a little illness is a little painful, and if you can endure it, you can endure it, and you can't bear it until you go.

"Doctor, Weitang has a heat stroke, take a look at how she is, do you want to prescribe some medicine?" The man's name is Bai Chuan, who is the male protagonist of this book, and he is also the object of Yan Weitang at this time.

"I'm fine." Banjiu said lightly.

Bai Chuan's eyes looked at him at the moment, with disbelief in his eyes.

He knew how serious Yan Weitang's heat stroke was.

Now it is summer, when the rice is ripe, he and Yan Weitang follow to cut the rice.

Both of them are habitual people, and the first time they do these farm jobs, they don't know how many scars they have been cut by their hands.

Yan Weitang was even more comatose due to heat stroke because the sun was too big.

Bai Chuan hugged her back in public.

Now everyone in the village knows that they are a couple, and they have been thinking for a long time.

It seems that it is still a little difficult to dissolve the relationship.

However, the heroine Bai Feiyu is a breakthrough there.

"Weitang, are you really okay? Don't be reckless. Baichuan was immediately worried.

However, he wasn't worried about whether Yan Weitang was really okay.

He just didn't want to do all that farm work anymore, so he hoped that Yan Weitang would have better be okay.

In this way, he has an excuse to stay and take care of Yan Weitang.

Even if something happened and someone blamed him, he could say that Yan Weitang was too squeamish.

It is because of this in the plot that the villagers' impression of Yan Weitang gradually declined.

"I know my own body." Banjiu said.

Baichuan frowned, he felt that Yan Weitang seemed to have changed a little after waking up from a coma.

She had never spoken to him in this tone before, and every time she blushed and was extremely shy.

The slightest touch between them made her shy.

This also led to the fact that they had been in contact for two years, and they had only held hands at most.

It's still the kind that is separated by clothes.

This feeling made Baichuan feel depressed.

What age are they, aren't they already in the same place? As for this?

Of course, he won't admit it, and the goal he wants most in his heart is to trick Yan Weitang into bed.

If it weren't for Yan Weitang being too conservative, he would have really been deceived by him.

"Weitang, I've already asked you for leave, just take a good rest here."

"What about you?" Banjiu asked.

"How can I rest assured that you are alone, I am naturally here to accompany you." Baichuan said as a matter of course.

"I'm not that squeamish." Banjiu said in a cold voice.

Bai Chuan's face froze.

He glanced sideways at the barefoot doctor.

I was a little annoyed in my heart, and I blamed myself for not cooperating for a long time.

"Weitang, I'm your boyfriend, how can I rest assured, you're here alone, so naturally I want to stay and take care of you."

Then he saw Banjiu get out of bed directly.

"I'm going to do something, if you want to stay, stay and stay."

After saying that, he walked out of the room for a long time.

Baichuan was stunned.

He hurriedly chased him out.

"Weitang, Weitang, you wait for me." Baichuan caught up with him for a long time in a few steps.

He stretched out his hand to hold on for a long time.

There was a hint of impatience in his tone.

"Weitang, what's wrong with you?"

"Why use me as a cover if you want to rest." Banjiu sideways avoided his hand.

was told to tell through his heart, Baichuan's face was even more ugly.

However, Banjiu has already left.

Bai Chuan looked at her back with a bad face.

"Hello, is there anything I can help me with?"

Suddenly, a girl's voice was heard.

Baichuan looked back.

This is a little girl, fifteen or sixteen years old.

The little girl had two braids, and her skin was rough and black and yellow.

At first glance, I have lived in the countryside since I was a child.

Baichuan saw the familiar love in the eyes of the little girl.

Another one who likes him.

If he looks so ugly, what qualifications do you have to like him?

But he didn't say this, after all, this little girl is barely in shape, and she looks very young, and it is not impossible to consider it.

And so he put a perfect smile on his face.

"It's not necessary, it's just some trivial things, how can you bother the girl."

When he said this, the little girl was even more in need of help.

So the little girl was taken to the farmland by Baichuan.

The little girl helped Baichuan cut the rice all afternoon.

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Of course, these are not known for a long time.

Because she has already gone to the production team.

The leader of the production team is an honest and honest man.

He was a little surprised to see that he had come for a long time.

"I want to come back for a mission." Banjiu said.

The leaders of the production team are also divided by men and women in the distribution of tasks.

After all, men have great strength, women are careful, each has its own advantages, and it is natural to have a clear division of labor, so as to ensure the greatest production efficiency, of course, there is a gap in the corresponding division of work.

Considering that Yan Weitang is a delicate little girl, the first time she does these farm work, she must start with simplicity.

Originally, the captain of the production team arranged for Yan Weitang not to cut rice in the field, but to dry rice, remove weeds, and cut pigs.

It's just that Yan Weitang was coaxed by Baichuan into cutting rice with a few words.

She was a pampered little girl, and she didn't have much strength at first, and she couldn't even use a sickle.

So a pair of hands were cut and covered with wounds.

Partial Baichuan is also lazy with all kinds of excuses, Yan Weitang feels that she should help her boyfriend.

So a month later.

Yan Weitang is a white and beautiful woman in the city, and she has made herself a little girl in the countryside, with rough and black skin.

Except for the temperament of a city person, no one can really see that she is a girl from the city.

This is also one of the reasons why Baichuan empathized so quickly later.

There was no problem with this request, and the head of the production unit quickly agreed.

"Then I'll arrange it for you."

"Okay."

It's noon, when the sun is at its strongest.

The liveliest place is the farmland.

Men and women in the fields were busy hunched over, sweat on their foreheads.

A few years old children carried food boxes and brought them food.

A few people stopped to eat and chat.

Most of the chats were about this year's harvest and children's schooling and marriage.

Yan Weitang is the best-looking among this group of educated youths, so as soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of many people.