Travel through 70 and take brothers and sisters to the countryside together

"Can you give me some of the ointment and nutrients you have in your hand? Whatever you need, I will find a way to get it for you."

When Gu Chen's voice reached her ears, Wen Lei made no move, not even a reply.

Ever since she learned that Lin Lin could absorb spiritual energy, her inner world had already undergone earth-shaking changes. It was impossible for her to give Lin Lin anything produced in space.

When Gu Chen saw Wen Lei didn't react at all, he gritted his teeth and told her what his family had done. "My grandpa and your grandpa have talked on the phone a long time ago, and we will probably get engaged."

Gu Chen's words didn't bring much reaction to Wen Lei, she just said it lightly. "Husband and wife can't change, so the possibility of divorce or widowhood, even if we are actually engaged, what does it matter? Haha, please tell your grandfather, don't take my idea. If the two of us get together, the outcome will not be something he can bear."

Gu Chen's eyes were slightly red. He never imagined that Wen Lei would hate him so much.

Because of her displeasure, he left Lin Lin alone in an educated youth center and almost ignored her. She said that Lin Lin was not good, so he immediately reflected on Lin Lin's various behaviors.

Afraid of her rashness and not wanting her to stand out, he had no choice but to remove all obstacles first, and even helped the National Security Bureau on her behalf.

But in her eyes, he was just a familiar stranger.

"Haha, in your eyes, are we really just familiar strangers? Not even friends? I thought we would at least be friends."

Gu Chen looked at Wen Lei lonelyly. He didn't know what he was confirming, but the words came out of his mouth unconsciously.

Wen Lei kept her gaze at the sky unchanged and said calmly. "From the beginning to the end, we are just partners who have to be tied together, aren't we? You have no choice but to abandon Lin Lin, and I have no choice but to build a house with you and Xiao Qing. The relationship is supposed to be a well-off relationship. Anhao, don't get involved with each other, but you don't worry about me and my second brother, and we don't worry about you and Xiao Qing, so we can only do this for the time being."

While the two were talking, Yuan Jian and Xiao Qing came over. Yuan Jian looked a little embarrassed. Xiao Qing felt that Gu Chen was acting too hastily, which would only make the relationship more tense.

Wen Lei is a docile donkey, you have to go along with what she says, and if you make her angry, she can really ignore it and break up with everyone directly.

Xiao Qing pulled Gu Chen away, and the two of them talked while walking. No one knew what they talked about.

For the first time, Yuan Jian forcefully took away two bamboo tubes from Wen Lei's satchel. Wen Lei did not respond. After Yuan Jian left, tears fell from her face.

She missed her home, her parents, and wanted to go back to her own place. These days, she had an inexplicable panic, distrust of Congcong, and fear of falling into the footsteps of her original owner. No one could understand what she was thinking.

Congcong in the space wants to say that he understands, but in Wen Lei's heart, he has become the number one enemy like Lin Lin.

River work is not only tiring, but the digging hands are covered with blood blisters. Old farmers are not immune, let alone educated youths.

Walking on the muddy ground, I would kick it from time to time. The soles and uppers of many people's shoes had already separated. In just two days, most people began to work barefoot. Everyone seemed to have rolled around in a mud pond. , there was mud all over his body and even his face.

Each production team is assigned a certain amount of tasks. They work until dawn and finish work after dark. The loudspeakers hung high in the treetops shout high slogans all day long.

Under the intense exertion, everyone had no strength to speak. Wen Lei found an opportunity to secretly send juice and plaster to Ding Lan.

From that day on, the juice and ointment in Wen Lei's space were never taken out again, and she didn't use them. Yuan Jian had a lot of blood blisters on his feet and hands, but she turned a blind eye.

Except for grandma Ding Lan, the people here seem to have little to do with her. If she really follows in the footsteps of the original owner, she will find a way to leave the things in the space to her grandma.

Congcong was frightened by Wen Lei's thoughts. He tried his best to help Wen Lei every day. He, who acted like a landlord, suddenly turned into a bitch.

After working on the river for a week, everyone was really exhausted. Every night after work, we returned to the den and fell asleep.

The smell of the underground house is really hard to describe. Female educated youths even know how to wash their hands and feet, while male educated youths don't even bother to wash their faces, not to mention their feet.

How to wash? There are blood blisters on my hands, and those with gloves are slightly better. If you don't have gloves, wrap them with a cloth strip. After a few days, the cloth strips and the blood blisters will stick together. When you tear them off, you will feel excruciating pain. I step hard on the shovel with my bare feet. Digging in the mud, not to mention the blood blisters, my feet were so numb from the ice in the mud that I couldn't feel anything. Isn't it painful to wash it off?

If it's dirty, it's just dirty. If you have time to wash up, you might as well sleep a few more minutes. I'm so particular about it because I'm not tired.

Yang Min fell asleep with tears in her eyes every day, and when she opened her eyes she cried again one day, and her eyes became swollen and swollen from crying.

Yang Min was not an exception. The other female educated youths were not much better than her. They just tolerated it a little and even lowered their heads when crying and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes.

Wen Lei's shoulders were also covered with blood blisters, and she was walking barefoot in the cold muddy water. She also wanted to cry. It could be said that she found a reason to cry loudly.

She even thought about working on the river all the time. When she was tired, crying would make her feel less aggrieved.

Lin Lin has no spiritual nourishment, so she is a bit wilted, but who is she?

She is the heroine, with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes, which makes people feel distressed at first glance.

Ding Yanyu's tough character makes people feel sorry for her. When she is tired, she will curse and scream a few times. If she wants to cry, she will secretly wipe the tears from her eyes while going to the toilet.

When the male educated youth saw her, they just said silently in their hearts, Ding educated youth is more manly than us.

A week's work of plowing the river was finally over. All the educated youths were exhausted. No one was willing to say a word in the truck returning to the village.

But the old women in the village were laughing and laughing. What they were thinking was that there were so many white-flour steamed buns in the bag, enough for the children at home to eat many delicious meals.

There are even old ladies joking about Zhao Wei in the village.

Aunt Hua asked Zhao Weiba, "Liba, is there any mold in the buns you brought this time?"

The young and old men, the eldest girls, the young wives and the old ladies in the village all burst out laughing.

From their conversation, Wen Lei heard another piece of gossip, especially about Zhao Wei.

Zhao Weiba, whose original name was Zhao Goudan, his parents wanted to make a living with a nickname, but he was ridiculed a lot because of this name, and gradually people started to wilted. From then on, everyone called him Zhao Weiba.

Zhao Lianba is a bit stubborn. In the spring of the past two years, the places where the river workers went were a bit far away, and the time spent was about a month.

Every three to five days, villagers will take turns to take leave and go home, taking the steamed buns they have saved in exchange for some coarse grains. Everyone goes back and forth to each other, helping each other to carry something.

Zhao Wei, no matter who goes home, he will always ask the villagers who go home to bring him more cornbread in advance, even if he still has enough dry food for many days.

He would never eat the new steamed buns he brought back immediately, but would eat the moldy steamed buns collected a few days ago.

During more than a month of working on the river, he ate moldy cornstarch for a whole month.