Baiyue Cave Master

Wang Yuanchao sat on the ox cart with an embarrassed look on his face, watching the group of old women arguing fiercely about finding a wife for him.

His mind didn't stop, it started to work frantically, and suddenly he thought of a plan and said:

"Aunts, aunts, can you please stop for a moment? I already have a fiancée, and she will come here to the countryside in the next few years to marry me and get together.

If you ladies want to introduce me to someone, then I can only thank you, but it's really not necessary."

"Ah, you have a fiancée? How come you're engaged so early? That's impossible!"

"Yes, Comrade Educated Youth, you don't look that old, are you trying to trick us country folk?"

"Yeah, it doesn't look like they're engaged at all."

Wang Yuanchao said with a sincere wry smile:

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's true, it's true.

The girl's family and my father were comrades in arms. They were engaged as children. Before I went to the countryside, we even had an engagement party.

So I really don't want to bother you ladies to look at me, otherwise I would be ruining your good daughter, wouldn't that be a hooligan?"

"Oh, what a pity! Such a handsome boy! If my daughter could marry him and have a grandson, how beautiful that would be."

"Yeah, what a pity, ah."

Wang Yuanchao looked at the aunts sighing and groaning with a look of pity on their faces, and felt a pang in his heart.

You are such a jerk! I came to the countryside, not to come thousands of miles to kill myself for the girls from Northeast China.

So Wang Yuanchao quickly changed the subject and said:

"Uncle Liu, it's getting late, aren't we leaving yet?

I’m afraid if I go too late, the ladies won’t be able to grab the cloth again.”

Uncle Liu looked up at the sky and said:

"It's really getting late, let's set off now.

All right, you old ladies, get in the car, we're off."

After hearing what Grandpa Liu said, several aunties who were chatting climbed onto the ox cart quickly. After they sat down, the ox cart started to move.

The wheels of the ox carts had no shock absorbers. The distance from the Red Flag Brigade to the commune was about 20 miles, and the road was full of potholes and mud.

The oxcart moved slowly along the way and took almost an hour.

Wang Yuanchao was sitting on the ox cart, and his internal organs were about to be dislocated.

Finally, we arrived at the gate of the commune's supply and marketing cooperative.

Watching several aunties from the village join the rush to buy at the supply and marketing cooperative,

Looking at the long queues and the crowded scene at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, and the faint sounds of panic buying coming from inside the cooperative, Wang Yuanchao was shocked.

Standing there, after handing another cigarette to Uncle Liu, Wang Yuanchao said:

"Uncle Liu, I'll go to the post office to pick up the package first.

It's boring to stay alone in the village. I have to go to the scrap collection station to buy some books. When will our oxcart return? Where will we meet?"

Uncle Liu took a puff of his cigarette happily, pointed ahead and said:

"Wang Zhiqing, do you see that green sign at the top? That's the commune's post office. If you need to pick up a package, go there.

The scrap collection station is at the end of this street. There is a large yard there, which is the scrap collection station.

Also, I'll be guarding the oxcart here, resting under a big tree for a while. The oxcart will be back at 1:00 PM, so just remember to come on time."

"Okay, Uncle Liu, you take a break and cool down. I'll go for a walk on the street first."

There is actually only one street in the commune, about two or three kilometers long, running all the way to the end.

It is simple and yet prosperous. The streets of the entire commune are

Cinemas, bathhouses, medical clinics, police stations, banks, supply and marketing cooperatives, purchasing stations, agricultural machinery stations, government compounds, vegetable markets, grain stations, residential areas, etc., although small in size, are fully equipped. For this era, it can be considered very complete.

Wang Yuanchao first went into the post office and bought three plastic bags for parcels. He then wrote letters to the comrades and old leaders of the original owner's father in the Northwest.

I wrote down everything about my going to the countryside and my recent situation to tell those who cared about me.

Although the leader of the Northwest faction is about to face disaster,

In his previous life, Wang Yuanchao liked to help people in need, and did not like to kick someone when he was down or turn his back on them. He liked to help in emergencies but not in poverty.

Moreover, these comrades of my father's army have been taking care of Wang Yuanchao for so many years. If it weren't for these people, the original owner would probably not have survived until Wang Yuanchao traveled through time and would have died. This is a great favor.

Therefore, Wang Yuanchao would not sever ties with them just because their faction was about to be in trouble, and would not break off the relationship and feelings of protection that he had maintained for so many years.

On the contrary, it will strengthen the connection with them. After all, true feelings are revealed in times of crisis. Wang Yuanchao wants to maintain the true feelings between himself and his father's comrades and old leaders.

Besides, the leader of the Northwest faction will suffer this time, but the backbones under him will just scatter like monkeys when the tree falls.

Although some backbones will be kicked when they are down and suppressed.

But after all, these people are national heroes and the backbone of the country. Wang Yuanchao knows that a temporary submissiveness is nothing.

As long as my father's comrades and old leaders who often sent him letters, money and supplies,

After the reform and opening up, these people became their biggest backers and backgrounds.

After Wang Yuanchao sent the letter, he went out and went to the commune's scrap collection station to find some books and newspapers to read.

Because of my family background, I will definitely not pass the political review for the Red Flag Brigade's quota for returning to the city and the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University.

Wang Yuanchao knew his own situation. If he tried to fight for these positions, not only would he fail the political review, but he would also expose his identity to everyone in the Red Flag Brigade.

Wang Yuanchao was very clear about this, so when he signed up to go to the countryside,

Wang Yuanchao never intended to fight for a place to return to the city or to study at the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University.

Wang Yuanchao would only choose to return to the city after the college entrance examination was resumed and take the college entrance examination that was not based on class background.

When I arrived at the scrap collection station, I saw an old man sitting on a lounge chair next to the gate, basking in the sun and dozing off.

Wang Yuanchao walked over to the old man and said:

"Uncle, I'm looking for some high school textbooks. Where can I find them?"

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Yuanchao, who was clean, fair and handsome. He waved his arm inside and closed his eyes again and said:

"They're all in there. Go in and look for them yourself. Once you've found them, come to me and weigh them."

Wang Yuanchao nodded and said, "Okay."

Just walk into the yard.

After entering the yard of the scrap collection station, Wang Yuanchao found that old books were piled up in a pile.

There was a pile of broken furniture, a pile of torn plastic bags, plastic buckets, and plastic basins.

These old and broken bottles and jars were placed in a pile.

Wang Yuanchao didn't think there would be anything good in a scrap collection station in such a small place as the commune, and he didn't plan to find any bargains here, so he walked directly towards the pile of old books.