"Hmm." Song Qi nodded, turned his head sideways for a while, and quietly wiped away a handful of tears.

Wei Lan is her good friend, and in this place thousands of miles away from home, she is only familiar with Wei Lan, and it is inevitable that she will become dependent. But Song Qi knew that Wei Lan was right, all the places in the queue were arranged by the organization, not that she could do whatever she wanted.

Song Qi was in a low mood, suddenly felt a pain in his calf, stretched out his hand and slapped it, and then squatted down, scratching and scratching, "Why are mosquitoes so fierce here?" You can bite me through my pants! ”

It's okay not to say it, but when it comes to this, Wei Lan also found that the back of his wrist and hand is also very itchy. Touching up, I really touched a few bulging big bags.

After scratching twice, Wei Lan couldn't help but sigh. I miss the life of electric mosquito coils and flower water very much, "Bear with me, I heard that southern mint can be seen everywhere, and when the time comes, we will see some picked up and put it in the house, it will be much better." ”

Song Qi had no choice but to nod.

It didn't take long for the captains of several other production teams to come, and just like Li Hong before, a string of names was read out after the list was displayed, and the whereabouts of the remaining educated youths were also settled.

Song Qi was assigned to the eighth production team.

In the novel, it is written that the eighth team and the seventh team are not far apart, and there is only a small mountain bag for tea cultivation in between.

Wei Lan said: "The seventh and eighth teams are adjacent, and they are very close, so I am not afraid that I will not be found in the future." Remembering what I said, everything was put away. ”

Seeing that the man from the seventh team who came to pick up the people was leaving, Wei Lan patted Song Qi's hand, and under Song Qi's reluctant gaze, he followed the people to the seventh team.

The educated youths got off the train in the early morning, and waited in the commune from the railway station to the commune for so long, and the sky was bright at this time.

The people who came to answer didn't bring a flashlight or anything, and everyone could only walk on the winding path in the dark.

The two sides are pitch black, and if someone deliberately hides in them, it is difficult to find.

It's a bit oozing to look at.

Walking at the back, there was already some distance between him and the person in front, Wei Lan was a little afraid to speed up the pace with the box, and he didn't see the tip of the stone coming out of the ground for a while, and almost fell on his stomach.

Gu Chao also noticed that someone was left behind, so he asked the educated youths to walk along the trail and stop there and wait.

In the darkness, I could vaguely distinguish that it was a girl who had fallen behind, with a slender figure and not very well lit, and he could only see the vague outline.

The girl struggled to carry the suitcase behind, occasionally turning her head to look around, and then quickening her pace.

Gu Chao watched for a while, until the girl almost fell, and his eyes fell on the box in her hand, surmising that the box seemed to be not light.

After pondering for a moment, Gu Chao strode towards the girl.

"Give it to me."

The man's low and cold voice penetrated into his ears, Wei Langen's ears were numb, and he looked up with a "huh".

A vague tall figure stopped in front of her in the dark, she was still stunned, and the box in her hand had been taken away by the man half-snatched.

He had a lot of strength, and Wei Lan was taken by him. After taking the box, he didn't say much, turned around and walked in front of him in a muffled voice.

Yin Yin is doing good deeds, but it acts like a bully.

"Thank you." Wei Lan whispered thanks.

The man walked quickly, Wei Lan lost his weight and was light, trotting behind the man, like a little sparrow, twittering for useful news, "Comrade, are there any other educated youths in your brigade?" ”

The girl's voice was crisp and tactful, like the chirping of a bird on a branch in March, Gu Chao only felt that his ears were itchy, and he had an urge to reach out and scratch it, but he held back.

Gu Chao was silent for a moment and said, "No." ”