59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

As one of the suppliers of grain, vegetables, fish and meat for tens of thousands of people at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, the Red Star Commune is located in the northern suburbs of Sijiu City, where the Hebei Plain and the outer extension of the Yanshan Mountains meet.

The fertile land and abundant water from the Yanshan River ensure that the commune can harvest crops regardless of drought or flood.

A dilapidated road from the Republic of China era extends from Sijiu City and passes through here.

"Beautiful fields, turquoise water flows through endless rice fields. The endless rice fields are like the undulating sea. The calm lake is full of lotus flowers..."

A children's song called "Our Fields" (now there is no distinction between children's and adults, but they are uniformly divided into revolutionary songs and capitalist-roader songs) was sung in unison by the people in the convoy, and it was very loud in the fields.

Chen Feng was quite speechless. This chorus was not as good as the "White Dragon Horse" sung by the little girl. At least the little girl's voice was still very pleasant.

Not only did this group of people sing out of tune, missing words, and yelling, but a few of them didn't know the lyrics and whistled to accompany the music.

Especially the silly guy behind him.

It's OK if you're good-looking, it doesn't matter if you can't sing!

Why are you howling? Your father is not dead yet!

However, although I felt numb inside, I had a smile on my face.

This song that conveys the revolutionary spirit of the collective worker-peasant alliance should not be ridiculed!

"Director Niu, slow down, we can't keep up!" The male rider on the side of Chen Feng's motorcycle shouted with sweat all over his forehead.

He was unlucky. The female teammate sitting behind him was the marriage partner that Yi Zhonghai had recommended to Sha Zhu. With a weight of over 100 kilograms, he felt 30 to 40 kilograms more burdened than his colleagues for no reason.

"It's okay, we can go slower." The female colleague who caused the crisis was very gentle, with shy cheeks, full of fantasy and expectation.

Shazhu wanted to laugh so much that he howled even louder!

The Red Star Steel Rolling Vehicle Aid Team for Farmers had three motorcycles in the lead and more than 20 bicycles following behind.

There was one car from the Security Department on the left, one from the Logistics Department on the right, and the remaining one in the middle was driven by Chen Feng. Both of the cars had two flags tied to them.

The flag on the Security Department’s motorcycle reads: Red Star Steel Rolling Mill’s Rural Aid Team.

The flag on the Logistics Department’s motorcycle read: Workers and Peasants Alliance Cooperate to Build the Motherland.

The more than 20 bicycles are grouped in pairs, and most of them are workers, mostly women (men are stronger and need to continue working hard to complete the production tasks for this month).

"Xiao Feng, drive slower and more steadily so I can take pictures!"

Chen Jianjun and Sha Zhu sat behind him, and in the truck bed sat Luo Xiaoman, the current beauty of the steel mill’s publicity department.

It would be several years before Yu Haitang, the next generation flower of the radio station, the flower of the propaganda department, and eventually the flower of the Red Star Steel Mill, appeared.

"Sister Luo, don't you see how I can stay steady when the road is so steep?"

Chen Feng was quite polite to Miss Luo, not because she was 85 points in appearance and had a good personality, but because her father was the deputy editor-in-chief of a daily newspaper.

The big reporter sitting in the bed of Niu Genshen’s motorcycle was brought here by this flower of publicity!

"Xiao Luo, don't be anxious. When we get there, we can cooperate with you to take photos first." Chen Jianjun said with a smile.

It's always like this for promotional photos.

The real estate industry is the most proficient in planning in later generations. A certain unsuccessful online writer chose the wrong industry before he lost his job and changed his career. In addition to the PPT deception skills, he also taught himself design, photography, landscaping, pig slaughtering, barbecue and many other professional skills.

The landscaping is for posing for photos.

There is a saying: the picture is beautiful, but the reality is very messy, the advertisement is a river, the community ditch looks like a swimming pool, it is difficult to raise fish when it rains...

If he had joined the book writing industry earlier, he might have successfully become her failed son!

"Mom, there are so many cars!"

Chen Feng's car in the middle looked like a big leader. The two motorcycles in front of him were protecting him and were following behind. Together with the bicycles on both sides, the farmers on both sides of the road who had gotten up at four or five o'clock to harvest rice and were now preparing to go home for breakfast all looked in his direction.

Some farmers did not go back and prepared to find a place under the shade of trees to rest. Their children brought them breakfast.

Seeing the convoy, children around seven or eight years old sat under the trees and looked at it enviously.

"It's from the Red Star Commune."

"It would be great if we were also from the Red Star Commune. The steel mill is recruiting temporary workers, so we would have a better chance of getting a job there!"

We gathered at 8:, but because the bicycles were too slow, it took us an hour to get to the commune.

"Han Bin, you can't do it, you're too weak!" Sha Zhu got out of the car, looked at the tail end of the car who was about to collapse from exhaustion, and laughed wildly with a group of people.

Han Bin, who was almost exhausted after carrying dozens of kilograms more than others, was an honest man. Facing Sha Zhu's joke, he was so angry that he cursed: "I don't know which idiot was leaning against the wall to work a few months ago and asked Mr. Chen for secret medicine!"

Chen Feng watched the show with a smile. No matter what era it was, people would not bully honest people. Would they bully the powerful and the evil people?

For example, Luo Xiaoman wanted to ride in the truck, but she didn't dare to bully Chen Jianjun.

Section Chief Chen secured a spot for his son to be included in the daily newspaper photo reports along with other leaders including Chen Ke and Director Niu!

"Hahaha!"

The group of fun people laughed even more happily!

For the sake of his son, Sha Zhu drank the "aphrodisiac water" prepared by Chen Feng as if it were plain water. However, as everyone knows, there is no land that is damaged by plowing, only cows that die of exhaustion.

During that period, it might be a bit exaggerated to say that he had to walk with the help of the wall, but Shazhu was indeed half dead.

As for why they knew about this, were the aunties in the next yard ordinary villains?

Didn’t you see that Yan Jie Chengdu was almost rumored to be the eight thousand year old, and became sworn brothers with the nine thousand year old Xu Damao!

Sha Zhu's originally dark face immediately became even darker!

Fortunately, he has always been proud of his wife in this regard and is quite shameless.

"What are you guys laughing at, you guys who don't have wives? I'm almost a father after working hard for hours every day. If you have the ability, go give birth to a son!"

"Haha, just go ahead and blow it, there are still a few hours left!"

"How do you know it's a son? Maybe it's a daughter!"

"Haha, Silly Zhu can continue to work hard for a few months and then have another baby!"

"I guess..."

"Hehe, shut up, there are female comrades here!" Chen Jianjun glared at the group of young people who were easily driven away by the lewdness and rushed towards the gangsters at a speed of 180.

In the early days of the People's Republic of China, gangs headed by the Green Gang and the Hong Gang were wiped out like a whirlwind, and not only were the most heinous crimes executed, but those poor fallen women and ordinary people who joined gangs just to protect themselves were also resettled.

There were also a group of unlucky souls among them, petty hooligans who did not dare to rape or kill but took advantage of women, and they were also sent to labor camps.

It’s okay now, but in a few years, the trend will become increasingly crazy.

Even if there is no open intimacy, if a man is caught flirting with a woman in private, it may be considered a political achievement and he may be arrested, sentenced, and treated as a hooligan.

(PS: The worst case was that of a certain woman, who was also reported and sentenced to death because of the large number of male partners she had. There are many other cases of scumbag men)