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

Entering the cave, the girls were all sitting cross-legged on the kang, their clothes were all dirty, and their faces were not washed. It seemed that they were really tired. On normal days, they would not sit on the kang without washing themselves.

"Do you have a bowl? It's soaked wild ginseng. Drinking a bowl can help you regain some energy."

Li Ping said:

"Yuemin, you even brought ginseng, how extravagant! I've never eaten ginseng, but I often eat radishes. Our bowls are in the cabinet next to the stove."

Zhong Yuemin went over to get the bowls and poured them for everyone.

“Yuemin, I see you’re fine, don’t tell me you’ve ever done farm work in the capital before?”

"I've never done farm work, but I used to practice martial arts every day, pounding wooden stakes, hitting sandbags, lifting stone locks weighing over 100 pounds, and carrying a few loads of manure was no big deal."

"You're really amazing! We're miserable. Carrying manure all day feels like our bodies aren't our own. Thinking about having to do this every day, when will it end?"

"Take it slow, you'll be fine once you get used to it!"

Zhong Yuemin could only offer such comfort. Given the general environment, there was nothing he could do.

"Don't cook anymore, just take a rest. We'll make it over there and I'll bring it to you."

"There are coarse grains in the jar. Take some over. Everyone else has very little rations, so we can't eat yours."

"It's just a meal, no problem!" He left the cave.

As the person left, Wang Hong leaned her shoulder against Qin Ling and said:

"Qin Ling, we are all indebted to you."

Qin Ling knew what the man meant, but said calmly, "That's not the case."

After being busy with spring plowing and planting for more than half a month, we can finally take a few days off. Human potential is unlimited, especially in difficult situations. Everyone complained bitterly and was on the verge of collapse at the beginning, but in the end, they not only persisted but also gradually adapted. The men were fine as they were not white to begin with. The fair-skinned girls like Qin Ling and Jiang Biyun all became "Cinderellas" after getting tanned.

Today, Zhong Yuemin and his companions found a "good job", which was to go to the county town to collect manure. The brigade did not have much manure left, and the villagers were actually reluctant to go, mainly because the work points were not as much as those from working in the fields. But it was different for them, the educated youth. This job was easy. They just had to scoop a few buckets of manure, load them onto the donkey cart, and hurry back. The most important thing was that they could visit the county town. They had been here for nearly a month, and had been squatting in the mountains dealing with the land every day. For these educated youth from Beijing, they were extremely eager for the hustle and bustle of the city, even if it was just the county town. They could take a stroll and have a look around, which was exciting.

They set out early in the morning, driving two donkey carts with empty buckets on the carts. People couldn't sit, so they had to walk. But they were all happy, laughing and playing all the way. Li Ping said:

"Qinling, you've learned to sing, can you sing a song for us? The old shepherd in our brigade sings Xintianyou on the hilltop every day. It's nice, but it's too sad. It makes me feel sad and empty."

Qin Ling shook his head.

"Then I can't sing it either. The sad songs of northern Shaanxi are of this style. It might be a kind of resistance and unyielding spirit that erupts from the heart of the people of northern Shaanxi against this barren and desolate loess land. I think we should be optimistic and indomitable. Yuemin can not only sing, but also write his own songs. Let him sing a song that can inspire people and boost morale."

"One song!"

"One song!"

Zhong Yuemin drove the car slowly, shook his head helplessly and smiled, it was hard to refuse such kindness, so let's sing a song, Loess Plateau,

"My home is on the loess plateau. Strong winds blow across the slope. Whether it's the southeast wind or the northwest wind, they are all my songs, my songs..."

Arriving at the county seat around 10am, Zhong Yuemin assigned tasks.

"Let's split into two groups. Le Jizhong, Ning Qun...you guys make one team, and Zheng Tong and I will make another. This way, we'll be more efficient. After we finish cleaning the manure, we'll meet back here in an hour. Once we're done, we can have some free time this afternoon. Is that okay?"

Everyone nodded.

"Okay, let's take action."

They were divided into two teams and headed east and west to the main streets of the county town. After about ten minutes of walking, they were unsuccessful. The toilets in the public toilets were blocked by the street office, saying that "the feces have owners" and were contracted to other teams.

Luo Jianguo said:

"This is the first time I've heard of this. You need a ticket to clean out feces, and you have to fight for it. When did shit become so valuable? In Beijing, it's the inmates who go to the public toilets to clean up the feces, and the street office has to pay them. How come it's the other way around here? Shit is so expensive here."

Li Kuiyong said:

"Jianguo, there are also farmers from the suburbs in the capital who come to the city to collect manure. You people in the compound just don't understand. A production team as big as ours in Wangjiagou doesn't even have enough manure, let alone other teams. If we can think of coming to the county to collect manure, others can think of it too, and they thought of it earlier than us. Isn't this already contracted out? Yuemin, what do you say we should do?"

"If that doesn't work, just pick the lock and take it out," Zheng Tong suggested.

"I just don't believe the police can punish me for stealing feces."

"No need!"

Zhong Yuemin said, "It's not possible outside. Let's go to the government office. Hmm... let's go to the grain station. The manure there must be good."

Ermao jokingly said, "Yuemin, is this manure good or bad? Have you tasted it?"

"How not?"

Zhong Yuemin opened a lecture on manure experts,

"These government offices, like banks and the Revolutionary Committee's compound, have few people on weekdays, so the pits definitely don't have much water. Hospitals, on the other hand, have a lot of people, but they also use a lot of water. Once diluted, the water becomes bland and lacks nutrition. But grain stations are different. They have plenty of oil and water. How could anyone working there be short of food? Everyone eats their fill, and naturally, they poop more. And when it's time to pay grain, all the teams below line up to pay. People have three urgent needs, so the pits at these grain stations are definitely rich and bubbly."

"Yuemin, now that you mention it, I really want to have a taste of it."

"Then let's go quickly. Don't waste time and let other teams get there first."

Finally, it was proved that Zhong Yuemin's strategy was correct. When they arrived at the grain station, the big iron gate was wide open. It was not the time to pay public grain, and the gate was deserted. The guard was drowsy in the guard room. They drove the donkey cart and sneaked in. When they came to the toilet, the pit was not locked. They took action immediately. The men went down the pit and the women helped from above. They worked in pairs and took ten minutes or so to come up for a breath of fresh air. Otherwise, they would be vomited by the strong and pungent smell of ammonia below. This stuff is poisonous and they can't stay there for a long time. After about forty minutes, they scooped out the dung buckets and sneaked out of the grain station. No one knew, and they arrived at the meeting point to wait for Ning Qun and others.

"Yuemin, if we continue to go shopping like this, we will be despised by the girls from northern Shaanxi. How can we even take pictures of our wives?"

The men all smelled of shit and urine, which was really not a pleasant smell.

"Zheng Tong, you should have some good sense!" Zhong Yuemin scolded:

"We're all educated young women from Beijing. Look, Jiang Biyun, Li Ping, Liu Dan, Wang Hong... every one of them is rosy and charming. There are already some ready-made ones here, so why are you looking for someone far away?"

"That's right, that's right. Good things should be kept within the family."

Several girls rolled their eyes at him. They were used to the rude words of these male educated youth. They waited for another twenty minutes, but still no one came. They were about to go look for him.

"Leaping people, leaping people!"

Cao Gang came running up ahead, waving and shouting,

"Ning Qun, Qian Zhimin and the others are fighting. Come with me, quickly!"