Every household in the village is very simple, and the educated youth point is no exception.

To put it bluntly, it is a few mud structure mud houses used to allow foreign intellectuals to settle down, and it saves them from having to divide people into various households, which makes people panic, so it is better to let these young people from the city hug themselves together, and it has nothing to do with them.

Since it's for the sake of compromise, it can't be too good.

There were two broken tables in the stove room, but apart from the messy miscellaneous items, and a few large bowls of vegetables, there was no room for anyone at all.

Wang Hua'an had a heroic temperament, so he simply put his own portion of the dish in the bowl, turned around and squatted on the edge of the doorstep to pick up the rice.

Zhang Xiaodong had the heart to learn from him, but he didn't know how many dishes to eat, he was afraid that others would not eat enough, and he was afraid that he would not be able to eat enough.

Lin Qingyuan and Bai Jingqiu, one swallowed gently, chewed slowly. One was afraid of contact with people, so he grabbed two chopsticks at random, shrank to the door of the stove and swallowed slowly, the residual temperature in the stove hole smoked people's sweat dripping down, but Bai Jingqiu didn't seem to feel it.

Fu Shasha was afraid that her hands would be burned again, so she wrapped the bottom of the bowl in a rag and held it, stood at the table for a while, turned around and walked out of the door with the food, and squatted next to Wang Huaan.

The male intellectuals in the room looked ugly, and the female intellectuals couldn't get along with her, and she was uncomfortable.

"Hey, why did you help me just now?"

Seeing Wang Hua'an eating in a big gulp, sweat flowing down her neck, Fu Shasha couldn't help frowning, but when she thought that the days would be long in the future, Fu Shasha grinned and took the initiative to talk to Wang Hua'an.

"Nothing ......"

He just didn't want to delay his meal because of their quarrel.

After a long day's work, hungry and tired, he wanted to go to bed early.

"Thank you, I didn't mean to throw the bowl away."

Thinking of the blisters in her palms, Fu Shasha felt aggrieved.

She couldn't figure out why her father had a relationship to avoid this call-up, and let her come down to suffer these hardships.

She is at home, not to mention manual work, she has not even swept the ground, when is this kind of day a head?

Listening to Fu Shasha's sullen tone, she remembered her situation at home, she didn't have to do anything except study, and suddenly went down to the production team, not only to face the harsh living environment, but also to face so much heavy farm work, and it was inevitable to be in a bad mood.

Wang Huaan sighed and glanced at Fu Shasha.

"Don't be afraid, just listen to the village chief about everything. Let's eat quickly, rest early after eating, and continue to go to the field tomorrow, just wait for everything to get used to. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and finished the last two bites of food, turned around and entered the house, and shouted at Zhang Xiaodong and Lin Qingyuan while putting the bowl aside.

"Have you finished eating, you have finished eating and go down to the river to take a shower."

In the hot summer, more than a dozen educated youths only had a pot stove, and they had to wait until the middle of the night to boil hot water.

The men simply took a change of clothes and soap and went down to the river to take a shower, saving trouble and effort, and saving firewood.

The women are not so convenient, they need to queue up to boil water and fetch water, and they also have to queue up in the shower room......

Fu Shasha's hands hurt so much, seeing so many people lining up, she immediately thought of Ye Zhenzhen, who lived alone in the village chief's house.

"I'm not here to wash, I'll go to Zhenzhen's side."

Although Ye Zhenzhen said that she would return to the bridge with her, Fu Shasha did not intend to listen to her.

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Changping Village is remote and poor, and when you are hungry, you have food to eat, and when you are cold, you have clothes to wear, even if you have a good life. There are also one or two wealthy ones, that is, there are a few more wooden pillars on the shelves, and one or two more rooms.

In this situation, there are very few parents who can think of sending their children to study and write.

It is said that Yang Huaming, the village head, recognized a few words, which he learned from others when he was cheeky when he went outside when he was young, and then bought some books to study by himself, so that he could barely recognize the words commonly used in life.

In the next generation, although everyone realizes the importance of reading and literacy, no one can take care of it because of the problem of food and clothing.

Gui Feng is a lively and enthusiastic personality, many girls in the village have a good relationship with her, but she has always felt that some of the ideas of her playmates are too old-fashioned, although the relationship is usually good, but sometimes she always feels that her thoughts are not echoed, and there is a sense of loneliness.

Because she is the niece of the village chief, she has a lively and cheerful personality since she was a child, and she is bold and thick-skinned.

Because of this, she especially likes to make do with the young people who come outside.

But she is a girl, and it is not good to get close to male intellectuals, but the female intellectuals in the past two years have either incompatible personalities, or they simply look down on countrymen like them.

Ye Zhenzhen's appearance can be said to make Gui Feng very happy.

No, since she helped Ye Zhenzhen clean up the house, Gui Feng has been pestering Ye Zhenzhen, and when she has free time, she runs over to find Ye Zhenzhen.

"Guifeng, I feel like I'm going to stink, but where am I going to take a bath?"

After eating, after Ye Zhenzhen helped Teng Jianxiu clean up the stove room, Gui Feng came over.

Ye Zhenzhen was feeling slimy and uncomfortable, and wanted to find a place to take a bath, so she asked Gui Feng.

Gui Feng blinked and pointed to the Xiaoqing River not far away.

"Go down to the river."

"Huh?" Ye Zhenzhen was taken aback, and then saw Gui Feng covering her mouth and laughing, only to know that she was joking.

"I'm almost tired, and you're still teasing me." Ye Zhenzhen was really exhausted, and she couldn't wait to fall asleep, but the rice burrs on her body were itchy and painful, and she was uncomfortable not taking a bath.

Gui Feng laughed for a while, seeing that she was tired between her eyebrows, and hurriedly put away the banter.

"The countryside is naturally not as good as your city, and there are special shower rooms. Well, you go to the stove room to boil some hot water, and I'll go home and bring you the big wooden basin for my bath, and you can take the hot water and wash it in the house. ”

Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows and looked at the big wooden basin outside Teng Jianxiu's house.

"Can't I use Aunt Teng's?"

She also thought that the customs of the two places were different, but she didn't expect that there was not much difference, and they both used wooden basins to catch water and bathe.

Then she has experience, the wooden basin for water is very heavy, and it is inconvenient to move around, so it is more convenient to borrow Teng Jianxiu's.

Who knew that Gui Feng winked at her, "My family's wooden basin is used by me alone, and my aunt's wooden basin is both a bath basin and a footbath......"

Hearing her say this, Ye Zhenzhen covered her mouth and smiled.

"Then I'll thank you, you go move, I'll boil water."

Gui Feng said, happily running towards home.

Ye Zhenzhen turned around and entered the stove room of the village chief's house, filled the pot with water, and stuffed a handful of weeds into the stove with her fingertips, and heard footsteps outside the door.

"Why are you moving so fast?"