Chapter 11: Cold Style Outside the Tongue is Bleak

"The conditions in our village are not as good as those in the city, so you will live there."

Liu Cong took the three boys to live with the other three old intellectuals, while Mu Shiyu and Wang Nazhen and another intellectual, Liu Sanhua, lived in another empty room.

I heard Liu Cong say that there were four other female intellectuals living in the room on the right, and they didn't come out when they heard the movement, so they seemed to have rested.

"You will settle down here in the future, you are tired of the day, you pack up and sleep, tomorrow will start spring ploughing, you have to get up early, and go down to the field together."

Liu Cong went to say hello to the educated youth next door, came over again to say a word and left.

It's always better to stay here at night, so as not to be gossiped about.

After arranging accommodation, a few people moved their things inside, because the house had been unoccupied for a long time, and a lot of dust had fallen.

You have to clean it yourself to stay.

By the time the three of them had cleaned up, it was late at night.

Mu Shiyu bit her lip, how can she sleep at night, and her luggage can't be taken out openly in the space.

glanced at the inconspicuous little burden beside him, and lowered his head in disappointment.

I miss my father, I want to go back.

Is there any way to go back?

Wang Nazhen gloated and glanced at Mu Shiyu and went out to wash.

She wouldn't be as kind as Fang Ting, so it would be better to let Mu Shiyu sleep on the floor.

After a tiring day, I simply washed up and went to bed.

Mu Shiyu watched Wang Nazhen go to bed by herself, and she didn't say anything about letting her borrow her quilt.

And the other educated youth just glanced at Mu Shiyu unexpectedly, didn't say anything, and went to bed.

Mu Shiyu sat for a while, pouting and touching his little baggage.

Now that they are all asleep, they will not find out if they take out two quilts by themselves.

It would be nice to get up early tomorrow and put it away.

Carefully took out the quilt and spread it on the bed.

Take off your shoes, go to bed, close your eyes, and do it in one go.

After a while, Mu Shiyu found that she couldn't sleep.

The simple bed board hurt my back, and I turned over and over to find a comfortable position.

Mu Shiyu sighed in her heart, life is really too difficult in the world.

Now my grandmother should find out that she is missing.

He must be sending people to find himself in a frenzy.

Now that I've come to this place, my grandmother can't find anyone, so she must be angry.

Mu Shiyu snickered in her heart, and her mind seemed to have appeared as if her mother-in-law was angry.

I still think that when I go back, I must sue my father, and I must tear off my mother's mask to let her deceive herself for so long.

Thinking about it, Mu Shiyu fell asleep unconsciously.

Early the next morning, Mu Shiyu was woken up by a loudspeaker in the village.

At this time, a popular song of this era was playing.

Mu Shiyu is still asleep, and the melody of this song is quite nice to listen to in a daze.

I took off the quilt and looked at it, it was still dark, and I closed my eyes in a daze.

After a while, the captain Liu Fan shouted in a loud voice: "Villagers, spring ploughing is coming soon, I hope everyone will actively participate in the work, don't steal and drag the back legs of the production team, so as not to affect the spring ploughing, when the time comes, there will be no centimeters, and you will be hungry ......."

Mu Shiyu slept late last night, and it was the time to sleep well, but she didn't mean to stop when she heard the loudspeaker outside.

There was also some noise in the courtyard.

Zou frowned, turned over lazily, pulled the quilt over his head, and continued to sleep.