Rebirth in the 70s: Crazy criticizing spoiled husband for being clingy

Another autumn harvest.

This time, Tang Banxia was still assigned to a group with Mrs. Song and Aunt Hu. They were still the old and weak group who shucked corn.

Tang Banxia should still be lazy and work hard, but he couldn't do more.

But everyone, not only did not say anything about this, but also took the initiative to say: "Tang Zhiqing, are you tired? Go and have a drink of water under the tree over there and take a rest."

What a simple guy.

Of course, Tang Banxia couldn't bear to spoil everyone's good intentions, so she sat openly under the tree, enjoying the coolness and drinking mung bean soup. Looking at everyone's busy work and the harvest scene, she took a sip of sugar water.

His eyes turned and he saw the educated youth.

Although the old educated youth are not as good as the people in the village, they have adapted to the intensity of the autumn harvest, but the new educated youth...

Cai Mingyang was stumbling, but Xu Sheng didn't feel very tired. He just pretended to be tired in order not to attract attention.

Wang Jiayu fell down three times with one step, and Sheng Qianqian even worse. She sat down on the ground and collapsed.

However, when Captain Shi Jian saw her like this, he strode over and scolded her bloody.

Sheng Qianqian was so angry that she immediately fought against Shi Jian.

Tang Banxia was watching from the side, but she didn't expect that the fire would soon burn her.

"Why can she sit and rest? You are just partial!" Sheng Qianqian pointed in Tang Banxia's direction, furious.

"We are all educated youths who came to the countryside. Why is she working as a barefoot doctor and taking a break? Why didn't you tell her to go?"

Sheng Qianqian bared her teeth and claws, looking like she was going to explode with anger.

"I'm going to sue you. You are engaged in class antagonism. You divide us educated youth into three, six or nine grades. You, you just wait for me!"

After that, Sheng Qianqian stamped her feet and ran away.

With a burst of anger, he walked to the commune and went straight to the commune.

She looked so embarrassed that Xu, the gatekeeper, stopped her, but she finally rushed in.

Since her family was powerful, she certainly knew who to complain to, so she went straight to the secretary's office.

He rushed over like a gust of wind and told all the things about Guyue Village's different treatment of Tang Banxia and other educated youths.

At the end, there was a sentence: "We educated youths followed the country's call to build a new countryside. I was full of enthusiasm when I came here, but we were treated differently. How could we not feel chilled!"

Secretary Yu finally got a chance to speak: "Who are you?"

Sheng Qianqian raised her chin and said, "My father, the deputy director of the Jiang Provincial Revolutionary Committee."

"I'm asking you." Secretary Yu suspected that the lesbian in front of him had poor hearing.

"Sheng Qianqian." Sheng Qianqian held back three words.

Secretary Yu rubbed his eyebrows and glanced at the people outside the office, thinking that he would settle accounts with them later.

"Sheng Zhiqing, you said that Guyue Village cadres treated you differently, do you have any evidence?"

"You'll know after you go and take a look." Sheng Qianqian's tone was quite rude.

She was used to being the king and hegemon in Jiang Province, so how could she take a small commune secretary seriously.

Secretary Yu did not object: "Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll go take a look."

I just happened to go to the countryside for an inspection.

He immediately struggled with manpower and headed to the countryside.

Sheng Qianqian followed them with her head held high, feeling proud and proud.

After more than two months in the countryside, she finally found the feeling of Jiang Province.

Arriving at Guyue Village in high spirits, she raised her chin high and exposed her nostrils.

Song Weimin came over and narrowed his eyes when he saw her, "Secretary Yu, why are you here?"

"This is not the little comrade who said that the cadres of Guyue Village are treating you differently. Let me see how they are treated differently."

He half-smiled, "For the sake of the people, when men and women are equal, classism is unacceptable."

This is a serious statement.

"Secretary, what's the matter?" Song Weimin said aggrievedly: "Look at our village, all the children who have just learned to walk are taken out, and there is no difference in treatment."

"I'm talking about Tang Banxia." Sheng Qianqian couldn't help but jump out: "We are all educated youths, why can Tang Banxia sit and rest, but we have to work hard and be scolded if we don't do well?"

"Sheng Zhiqing, don't you feel sorry for what you said?" Song Weimin looked heartbroken: "I know Tang Zhiqing works diligently, but in your eyes, he just sits and plays."

"It's the autumn harvest now. Anyone who doesn't work hard will be scolded, not just you."

Song Weimin is a great person, how can a simple little girl like Sheng Qianqian do whatever she says?

"Secretary, please comment. This is the autumn harvest. Everyone is so busy that they don't even have time to drink water. Sheng Zhiqing will work for a while and rest for half an hour."

"Yes, our attitude is bad, but I'm also worried~"

No matter what he said, there was no flaw in it.

Secretary Yu and the people he brought expressed their understanding.

No, no one is so busy with the autumn harvest. There is a person working beside him crying, so it is understandable that his tone is almost exaggerated.

Secretary Yu also expressed his understanding.

Next, no matter what Sheng Qianqian said, Song Weimin could come back calmly.

During the back and forth, Song Weimin was not doing well, and Sheng Qianqian was furious at first.

But her brain capacity is limited, and when she gets angry, she just brings up her father to suppress others.

It's just that Jiang Province is far away from Guyue Village, and Song Weimin said he wasn't afraid at all.

He even pointed at Tang Zhiqing and said: "Tang Zhiqing doesn't go to work on weekdays. He is treating everyone in the village."

"And when you talk about the autumn harvest rest, you call it a rest when someone drinks water. Sheng Zhiqing, this is not Jiang Province, and you will not be allowed to cover up the sky with one hand and confuse right and wrong!"

"If you don't want to participate in the autumn harvest, you can just say so. There is no need to bother the secretary and them in such a hot day." Song Weimin complained.

These words simply spoke to the hearts of the people in the commune, on such a hot day.

In the end, Song Weimin managed to resolve the incident without hesitation.

He accompanied them to the countryside for an inspection and then sent them away.

After sending her away, she performed a face-changing show in front of Sheng Qianqian: "Sheng Zhiqing, since you don't want to harvest in the autumn, I won't force you. From now on, you can just pick up the excrement."

Putting down these words, she strode away, leaving only Sheng Qianqian messy in the wind.

Dig, dig out feces?

Thinking of that smelly and disgusting thing, Sheng Qianqian felt bad all over.

However, she made up her mind and didn't dare, let's see what these people can do to her!

Angrily, he returned to the educated youth spot and fell asleep.

However, the next day, she knew the seriousness of the matter.

While she was still sleeping, the women's director Huang Xiaocui rushed in with someone, grabbed her up, and forced her to turn on her phone.

Then he stuffed a dung scoop for her: "Sheng Zhiqing, your task today is to dig out all the cesspits in the village. If you can't finish it, you won't be allowed to stop work."

Sheng Qianqian wanted to lose her temper, but Huang Xiaocui's next words stopped her in place: "Sheng Zhiqing, if you don't cooperate with the production, you will be on a high platform."

Huang Xiaocui crossed her chest and looked at her disdainfully: "The cesspit is endless. Tomorrow, the high platform in our village will be used."

Of course Sheng Qianqian knew what it meant to go to the high platform. She kept silent and felt panic in her heart. Things didn't seem to be what she thought.

Seeing her staying where she was, Huang Xiaocui snorted and turned away.

If you want to stab someone in their village, you have to see if she agrees!

On the other side, Sheng Qianqian hesitated for a moment, but finally did not believe that these people would dare to touch her. You know, she is the daughter of the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee.

With this thought, I made up my mind, threw down the dung scoop, and went back to sleep.

But the next day, she received the same treatment again, but this time, Huang Xiaocui drove her directly to the high platform.

Song Weimin stood on the stage and spoke impassionedly, with one central intention: to criticize Sheng Qianqian, an educated youth.

Huang Xiaocui was the first to take the stage and denounced Sheng Qianqian for what she did.

Then came Mrs. Song and Aunt Hu, one after another.

Song Weimin didn't go too far, he was just criticized. His skin was not hurt at all, but it caused great trauma to his soul.

After getting off the stage, Sheng Qianqian no longer dared to be a monster and went to pick up feces...