The production team calculates the labor points and exchanges the labor points for food, thinking about it is the same as when the master was young, it just so happens that Fang Zhong and the master are about the same age, it seems that they are all people who have suffered and suffered! It's just that in comparison, I think Master's fate is more rugged and bumpy, at that time I met someone I liked, but I didn't dare to confess, but when he wanted to confess, that person had passed away forever!

I am afraid that this is a pain that Master will not be able to release for the rest of his life, and I often see Master bowing his head and sighing alone. Master has lived a hard life, and there are no other relatives around me except me! Although Master's death was an accident, every time I think about it, I feel sorry for him! If I could be stronger, how could Master die! Master's death has also become a pain that I will not be able to release for the rest of my life!

Fang Zhong was born in a single-parent family, his father left him when he was very young, and his mother, he never even met. It was said that his mother was unwilling to suffer with his father, so she left them, and Fang Zhong survived with the help of the villagers. At that time, ordinary people couldn't take care of food and clothing at all, where there was extra food to give to others, whenever Fang Zhong was hungry, he would go to the neighbor's house and stretch out his dirty little hand to ask for food, sometimes the neighbor took pity on him and would give him some, but more often, he had to dig grass roots and even tree bark to wrap his stomach.

Suffering from hunger since he was a child, Fang Zhong has already cultivated the "King Kong Incorruptible Body", the weeds and bark on the mountain are his things, and if he is lucky, he can even meet a hare or something to satisfy his hunger.

When Fang Zhong was thirteen years old, driven by the masses, people began to implement the production brigade to work together, and whoever did more could get more work, and each family could use labor in exchange for food in addition to their own fertile land.

At that time, the population was sparse, as long as there were capable people, they could join the production brigade, and all the men and women in the village, young and old, who could work, joined one after another, forming a huge production team. Fang Zhong, who was only thirteen years old, was supposed to go to Lincun to listen to lectures and learn to read and write like other children, but he was an orphan, he couldn't afford to pay the tuition at all, and he didn't have extra food, so he could only choose to join the production brigade and support himself.

For the first few days, everyone worked hard to sow the seeds in the cultivated fields, and it was not long before the harvest was ready. At that time, Fang Zhong was divided into three groups, and the people elected by the people in the village led everyone to work, and after the seeds were sown and buried, they had to be watered, and Fang Zhong and several young and strong men in the village were responsible for watering. Usually when others carry three buckets of water, he only lifts one bucket, and even so, he is tired enough at the end of the day!

At night, when he returned to his nest made of bricks, Fang Zhong endured hunger and fell asleep, and continued to work the next day. After about five or six days like this, one day suddenly there was no water, and they used up all the water in the nearby ravine, and they couldn't do without water for farming, otherwise the seeds scattered in the ground would not grow!

So everyone got together and discussed, and finally everyone decided to dig water. Everyone knows that as long as you dig a deep enough pit in the ground, water will definitely come out, and you don't care about it, it will come out on its own after a while, so the people who were in charge of carrying water before were responsible for digging the pit.

Fang Zhong, like several other middle-aged people, followed everyone to the ravine with a shovel on his back like an adult, and began to dig with them. After digging in the ravine for a long time, probably because it had not rained for a long time, not a drop of water was dug up. At this time, someone came up with the idea that where the grass grows deep, then there must be water underneath! So they began to pay attention to the grass, not to mention, they really found a place where the grass was thick, and the grass was more than a man deep, and it was green, which contrasted sharply with the grass around them.

So everyone started to go around and dig up the grass. Soon the weeds have been bulldozed, and all that remains is the rough work of digging the soil, there is a share of work in carrying water, but there is no remuneration for digging water, several middle-aged people are actually more cunning than the other, they dug for a while, then sat on the ground to rest, and let Fang Zhong dig first. Of course, Fang Zhong didn't do it, but those adults threatened him, saying that if he didn't obey, he would be disqualified and let him go up the mountain to gnaw grass roots in the future. Fang Zhong was fed up with those days, of course he didn't want to go back to the old days when he ate the last meal and didn't have the next meal, although the production team did all manual work, but no matter what, the problem of eating was solved, at least he wouldn't starve to death. After thinking about it, Fang Zhong still endured it, and he began to bury his head in the soil.

Soon it was already noon, and a few adults sat down to rest for a while after digging, and they chatted and watched Fang Zhong work hard alone. Although Fang Zhong felt aggrieved in his heart, he had no choice but to give in, who made himself an orphan!

Soon the big pit was dug and one person was deeper, and Fang Zhong had a lot of effort to throw the soil out from underneath. But there was still no water coming out from below, and just when Fang Zhong wanted to give up, suddenly he felt a shade under his feet, and when he looked down, there was water gushing upwards from a thumb-sized spring. As soon as he was excited, he hurriedly called a few middle-aged men down, the pit was dug big enough, and several people were working below at the same time. Several people worked together to toss again, and the water was getting more and more, and it was almost past Fang Zhong's knees. But just as everyone was struggling to dig the soil, Fang Zhong's shovel suddenly shoveled into a hard object, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't shovel it.

So Fang Zhong asked a few big men to dig out the hard object together, and finally dug out the water, if you don't dig deeper, the water will soon run out, and I'm afraid that you will have to look for water elsewhere when the time comes. No one wants to do this kind of manual labor, and besides, it is not paid, so dig as deep as you can.

Several people shoveled a few times with shovels, and found that they really couldn't shovel down, and there seemed to be a stone underneath, judging from the feeling coming from their hands, it didn't seem to be a stone. For a while, Fang Zhong, like everyone else, didn't know what to do, a few people stood in the puddle and discussed, and finally decided to let Fang Zhong go down and touch what it was, if it was a stone, find a way to get it out.

Fang Zhong had no choice but to pinch his nose, squatted down and began to grope up, a soft and smooth feeling came from his hand, Fang Zhong pushed away the soil, and played with it twice, and suddenly grabbed a soft thing, he took it out and saw that it was a rag.

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