As Wang Manyin thought, before dawn, Wang Fuchang had already begun to call people.

And the other party was afraid of wasting time tossing back and forth, so he drove the two donkey carts over.

One person drives two donkey carts at the same time, which is the ability of the old crop handle. As a native of the Loess Plateau, driving a donkey cart is a basic skill.

These days, Wang Manyin has helped the team deliver dung a few times, and he is no stranger to this.

Wang Fuchang was very well prepared, with an angry horse lamp hanging on the handlebar, and a bundle of broken wheat straw in the carriage, which was prepared for the donkey.

Knowing that time was tight, Wang Manyin didn't dare to delay, whipped and shouted, and drove the donkey to set off.

Da Da Da ......

The donkey cart swayed in the night, and it didn't dare to go too fast.

The main thing is that when it's dark, it's troublesome to plant in the ditch.

It wasn't until he came out of the Shibi Festival Commune that the genius was bright.

Wang Manyin was originally sitting on the donkey cart, but he couldn't stand it for just half an hour, and he shivered from the cold. He simply jumped out of the cart and trotted all the way behind the donkey.

After running for a while, my body finally warmed up.

In the middle of the night, the two of them had traveled more than forty miles, so they stopped to rest and feed the donkey fodder by the way.

Taking care of the donkey, Wang Fuchang suddenly asked, "Man Yin, have you brought dry food?" ”

"No," Wang Manyin shook his head.

I have space to exist, and I never worry about dry food when I go out.

But Wang Fuchang scratched his head: "You coward, why don't you bring dry food when you go out for a day." Forget it, I'll eat less and give you a nest. ”

He prepared two sorghum nests, one for breakfast and one for lunch.

Now I can only be hungry for one meal, and I can't eat by myself, watching Wang Manyin have an empty stomach for a day.

Wang Manyin took it with some gratitude, took a bite and said, "Thank you, Uncle Fu, I have food stamps on me, and when I get to the original West County, I will invite you to eat buckwheat noodles." ”

In this era, the family can share a bite of food for you, which is already a great kindness.

Wang Manyin didn't care about the sorghum nest scraping his throat, and swallowed heavily...... The main thing is to drive dozens of miles early in the morning, and he is really hungry.

After a nest, Wang Fuchang got up again and said, "Let's go, let's drink water?" ”

"Drink water, where is the well?" Wang Manyin looked around and spoke blankly.

They rested beside the dirt road, and there were no village caves nearby.

"Just under that cliff, I remember that there is a silt dam, let's go and take a look, but I don't know if there is water." Wang Fuchang picked up the prepared jug from the car and stretched out his hand to point at it.

The silt dam is also a great invention of the suffering people on the Loess Plateau. To put it simply, it is to build a dam at the bottom of the cliffside ditch, which is mainly used to intercept water flow and sediment, and then form silt to create fields.

As early as the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, there were historical records about silt dams.

However, most of the silt dams in this period were intercepted by loess, and the design was unreasonable, and the shortcomings were also obvious. Once the summer rains are a little heavier, it can be easily washed away.

When the two of them arrived at the dam site, they saw a shallow puddle of more than ten square meters at the very end, which was dirty and floated with a lot of grass foam and sheep dung balls.

Wang Fuchang stretched out his hand and swung the water, put the jar down and scooped up most of the can, and was about to pour it into his mouth when he raised his head.

"Wait, Uncle Fu. You can't drink this water, and if you drink it, you'll get sick! Wang Manyin was startled and hurriedly scattered the water.

In this era, there has always been a habit of drinking raw water in the countryside, even the predecessor.

But that's drinking well water, or flowing river water.

A puddle like this in front of you will get sick if you drink it.

"You're blind, it's all rainwater, why do you get sick? We sufferers are not so delicate. Wang Fuchang opened his mouth disapprovingly, and was about to drink again.

Wang Manyin said nothing: "Uncle Fu, you must listen to me." Let's endure it a little longer, there will be a small river more than ten miles ahead, and we will drink the river water when the time comes. ”

According to the memory of the predecessor, there should have been a small river ahead.

"You coward, if you catch up with the fire a few years ago, you will die of hunger or thirst." Wang Fuchang knew the other party's kindness, and he didn't insist anymore, "If people don't drink, it's always okay for livestock to drink, right?" ”

As he spoke, he filled the jar and walked back.

In this way, after giving water to both donkeys, they continued on their journey.

After arriving at the river, Wang Manyin asked Wang Fuchang to rest on the side of the road, and ran down the cliff to fetch water by himself. Turning over a small hill and seeing that his view was completely obscured, he looked around and dodged into space.

In order to facilitate drinking water every day, Wang Manyin has been preparing cold boiled water in the space.

After pouring it together, he filled the jar in his hand again.

When he came out, he walked to the river with the jar in his hand, and then turned around and returned.

Wang Fuchang took the jar and drank two sips, and said, "Manyin, why does this water taste a little sweet?" ”

"Yes, I don't feel like anything." Wang Manyin's face was full of doubts.

He had been drinking space water, and he really didn't feel sweet.

However, Orchid also mentioned it before, and he didn't care about it at the time. Now it seems that the space spring water is indeed very special.

Wang Fuchang also said casually, took a few sips and prepared to continue his journey.

As a result, I heard a shout from behind me from a distance: "Fu Chang, is it Brother Fu Chang?" ”

Hearing the sound a little familiar, Wang Manyin hurriedly turned his head to look at the way he came. I saw that there were several donkey carts behind me that were slowly coming, and the person in front of him was wearing a white sheep's belly handkerchief on his head and a sheepskin jacket, which was Sun Yuhou, an old man.

When several donkey carts approached, Wang Manyin found that in addition to Sun Yuhou and another villager from Shuangshui Village, the remaining two were from Shichuan Village on the other side of the mountain, and one of them was Du Laohan, a sheep herd.

There is no need to ask, they should all go to the county seat to pick up young intellectuals.

"Uncle, you're here." Wang Manyin hurriedly said hello.

"Man Yin, are you going to the county seat too?" Sun Laohan parked the donkey cart and asked.

"Well, I was sent out by the team and said that I was familiar with the original West County."

The three villages are not far from each other, and even the fields are next to each other, so they all have some impressions of each other. Seeing that the time was not early, everyone did not dare to delay, and drove the donkey cart to hurry.

Around noon, several large cars finally entered the former West County seat.

Wang Manyin entered the original West County for the first time, although he had the memory of his predecessor, but he was a little disappointed when he saw the county for the first time.

At the foot is a loess road, occasionally paved with a few horizontal stone chips. The roadside is full of low gray houses, and farther away on the cliffside are rows of caves.

Except that there are more people, it is no different from the Shibijie Commune, and it is not even as good as the ordinary township market in later generations.

Of course, the fiery atmosphere is much richer than in later generations, and many walls are painted with positive slogans.

After Sun Laohan and the others entered the county seat, they all became at a loss.

"Man Yin, where should we go next?" Wang Fuchang couldn't help but ask.

"Didn't the certificate given by the brigade clearly state, let us go to the county high school to gather, someone in the commune is waiting." Wang Manyin replied.

When I came to the county to participate in the event, I had been to the county high school, so I was familiar with that area.

Then he took the lead, and six donkey carts made their way through the streets and alleys, and finally came to the outside of the county high school.

They were already relatively late, and at this moment the people from several communes near the county seat had arrived early, and the donkey carts had almost blocked the narrow streets.

There was a lot of commotion everywhere, and it was impossible to find where the person in charge of the Shibijie Commune was.

"Uncle Fu, if you don't rest here, I'll find someone to ask." As a junior, this kind of errand work is naturally done by Wang Manyin.

Now that the county high school has long since ceased classes, there are also large slogans written in white lime on the wall of the yellow mud courtyard: "Young intellectuals go to the countryside to receive re-education from the poor and middle peasants," "The countryside is a vast world, and there is a lot to be done there," and "The vast world refines red hearts."

At this moment, there are many young faces standing on the side of the road, and they are obviously dressed differently from the original Xixian people. Many people wear warm cotton army coats outside, and a few wear generals, which look very foreign.

These people had either high or excited and dazed faces, reaching out and pointing at the peasants around them.

Or for them, everything they are about to face is new.

What made Wang Manyin feel unbelievable was that there were still a few girls who took out leftover bread and steamed buns to feed the local dogs scurrying on the side of the road.

He wanted to condemn it in his heart, but he thought that he was also fond of rhubarb in every way, and he felt that he had no position.