Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

"Yuemin, this is bullshit!"

Luo Jianguo was full of pride. "We have a large group of people here. If Wang Long and Wang Hu dare to show their teeth, we can't kill them."

Ermao and Le Jizhong also responded.

"Brothers!"

Zhong Yuemin said:

"Take it easy, don't be so arrogant, do you still think you are a kid from Beijing? Strictly speaking, we are now authentic farmers from northern Shaanxi. The man surnamed Wang is our leader. If he makes things difficult for us later, you will be in trouble."

"Yuemin, you can call Li Yuanchao a wimp in front of him and pull him down from his position as the leader of the gang, yet you're still afraid of a mere brigade secretary? You're afraid of nothing."

"Yes, yes!"

Zhong Yuemin smiled and said, "Okay, morale is high, so we can use it."

As for the personnel distribution, there was no surprise. These dozens of people eventually went to the Wangjiagou Brigade of the Hongqi Commune. There was no Wang Lang to pick them up today. There were four donkey carts in total. After all, it was a production brigade, "rich and powerful". Zhong Yuemin, Zheng Tong, and Kui Yong took one car. Coincidentally, Jiang Biyun and Li Ping sat with them. Zheng Tong's head was almost buried in his crotch.

Persuaded!

Zhong Yuemin patted Zheng Tong on the shoulder.

"Zheng Tong, do you have any manners? Hurry up and say hello to your female classmates. We'll all be living and eating under the same roof from now on. Why are you so cowardly? Jiang Biyun, Li Ping, hello. My name is Zhong Yuemin, his name is Li Kuiyong, and this one is..."

"You are Zheng Tong!"

Jiang Biyun interrupted, angrily, "Do you still recognize my cousin?"

Zheng Tong pretended to be dumbfounded, "Cousin? What cousin? I don't remember having such a pretty cousin."

"Okay, Zheng Tong, stop pretending," Zhong Yuemin said.

"Jiang Biyun is not a fool. If you admit your mistakes and correct them when you know them, then you are still a good comrade, right, Jiang Biyun?"

"I don't think either of you are good people." He turned away and ignored her.

The girl was quite hot-tempered. The donkey cart was bumpy all the way, and the bell hanging around her neck kept clanging. Although it was April now, the loess plateau in northern Shaanxi was far from the season of spring flowers. Looking around, it was a pale yellow scene without a trace of green. The cold wind was mixed with dust, and she had to squint when talking, otherwise she would swallow a mouthful of dust. The driver was an old man, the breeder of the brigade. He was wearing a black cotton jacket covered with all kinds of colorful patches, which turned it into a "flowery dress". The headscarf on his head was also gray, and its original white color was long gone.

"Master, are we almost there?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, just climb over the ridge ahead and cross another hurdle, and we'll be there soon."

Zheng Tong pushed up his glasses on his nose.

"Uncle, you said you were almost there an hour ago."

"Children, don't be anxious. Why rush to the village? It's nice to sit in the car and enjoy the scenery."

As he said this, he took out the dry tobacco hanging on his waist, scooped a spoonful of water from the tobacco bag, lit it, and smoked it leisurely. When he was satisfied with the smoke, he even shouted a little.

"...

In February, the dragon rises.

The father-in-law held his daughter-in-law's hand.

Pull and pull to eat a bite,

The doll has such soft hands.

......"

The songs about the sexual intercourse between men and women were sung boldly and frankly, which made Jiang Biyun and other girls blush. However, the old man's singing skills were really great. His voice was deep and low, with a hint of hoarseness, revealing a sense of sadness and desolation, which was quite appropriate for the barren and depressed yellow land in front of them.

After crossing another ridge and a ridge, a winding river appeared in front of us. The river water was very turbid. Luo Jianguo and others on the donkey cart behind were excited.

"Damn, I finally saw a living thing." On this way, I didn't see any birds, not even a tree.

"Yuemin, this is the Yellow River, right? Isn't it majestic and imposing? Why do I feel like it's not even as wide as the moat of our capital?"

Ermao said knowledgeably, "The Yellow River also has nine bends and eighteen turns. It can be mighty and powerful, but it can also be delicate and cuddly, right, Yuemin?"

"Alright, alright, you two!"

Zheng Tong had a tone of disappointment.

"Jianguo, Ermao, I always tell you to read more, but you just don't listen. You've embarrassed yourself in front of all these female comrades, haven't you? The Yellow River is at the junction of western Shanxi and western Shanxi, and we're in the heart of northern Shaanxi. What kind of Yellow River is this? I'm embarrassed to tell anyone I know you two. My face is burning with embarrassment."

Luo Jianguo said without a trace of embarrassment, "Zheng Tong, you are educated, but what kind of river is this?"

"I just arrived today, where do I know where to go?" I asked the old man driving the cart.

"Master, what river is this?"

"Wuding River."

"Wuding River? Never heard of it."

Zhong Yuemin looked at the yellow river water and said with emotion:

"Poor bones by the Wuding River, yet they are still the lover in my springtime dreams!"

"Yuemin, you even recited a poem, what does that mean?"

Zhong Yuemin said:

"The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty swore to defend the frontier to the death, but now they have become piles of dry bones by the Wuding River. Their wives, unaware that their husbands have died in battle, still dream of seeing their skeletons."

Jiang Biyun then said:

“This is too miserable!”

"War is always ruthless and cold-blooded. Our current situation is not much better. Look, we've even been exiled."

Li Ping said: "Zhong Yuemin, I...I know you!"

"Why, I've pretended to be your cousin before?"

Li Ping gave a white look,

"I'm from Cuiwei Road Middle School. It was probably the year before last, right? You brought a few other boys and blocked a boy from our school at the school gate. You even beat him up. His nose was bleeding."

The girl was hateful, a bit like Chili Pepper.

"Really?" Zhong Yuemin touched his nose. This must have been done by his 'ex'. "Hey, Li Ping, this guy can't be your boyfriend, right?"

Li Ping curled her lips.

"I don't have a partner. I'm just wondering, you and Zheng Tong, and Luo Jianguo and the others behind you, should all be kids from the compound, right? Why are you here?"

"A tiger in troubled waters is bullied by a dog!"

Zheng Tong mourned,

"Given our background, we're no better than ordinary families like Kui Yong and his people. We're not welcome anywhere. What can we do? I feel like jumping into the Wuding River."

"Go ahead and jump. If I don't stop you, we can save some food!"

We were bragging and chatting all the way, laughing and joking, and it wasn't boring at all. The straight-line distance between Hongqi Commune and Wangjiagou was only about thirty miles, but it took us a whole morning to get there. A group of old educated youth had come here last year, and the brigade had a educated youth camp, a newly built cave with five holes in a row, three for male educated youth and two for female educated youth. As soon as we arrived, we heard a woman's angry voice coming from the female educated youth dormitory.

"Get out of here, or I'll call for help."

When Zhong Yuemin heard the sound, he frowned and jumped out of the car and ran over. Zheng Tong and others jumped out of the car without any greeting, picked up stones and sticks from the ground, and quickly followed.