Because there was a person being pulled in the car, the scalper could run faster at the beginning, but he was strolling behind him. Yan Quankui was reluctant to let the scalper be so tired, so he took the people away and then sat on when he was tired.

Yan Lang didn't say anything all the way. When the group arrived at the entrance of the village, Yan Quankui asked everyone to get off the car, "This is where you will live for a while in the future. I'll take you for a walk and be familiar with the environment."

Originally, Yan Lang should have done this, but Yan Quankui also found that something was wrong with his son, so he could only let this bad thing go home quickly.

After everyone got out of the car, Yan Lang was about to drive the car away with a whip. When Yan Quankui saw that the boy didn't even say hello, he hurriedly chased him for two steps and called him, standing not far away and talking to Yan Lang.

“…Comrade Yan Lang seems very unhappy?”

Li Jianjun, who looked like a bamboo pole, suddenly said something, and the other three people naturally turned their eyes to Rong Qian, because they all knew why Yan Lang was unhappy.

As the only two girl, Gong Sitian stood beside her, holding her braids and curled her lips. The originally cute Apple face looked a little mean because of her unconcealed disdain and contempt. "It must be because she knew that she was a capitalist lady by listening to her name, so Comrade Yan Lang changed her face."

As he spoke, Gong Sitian couldn't help but floated not far away, staring at Yan Lang's side face.

Yan Lang leaned his face and bowed his waist slightly, talking to Yan Quankui. I have to say that although this person is very slutty, he is very handsome in both the front and the side face.

Gong Sitian already knew that Yan Lang was the youngest son of the captain's family. Although it seemed that the captain would always scold and scold this son, everyone could see that the beating and scolding was fake or close to him.

Thinking of the words in the letters written to her by the sister who had been in the countryside for many years, Gong Sitian touched the braid on her chest again, pursing her lips and thinking about it.

After Gong Sitian said this, the other people looked at Rong Qian incorrectly, especially Zhao Hongjun, who had a black and red face and was the strongest, even snorted and took a big step to the side, using unconcealed actions to show that he wanted to draw a clear line with Rong Qian.

Seeing this, Peng Shanhe's short and fat body also moved along the "mainstream ideological team", but his eyes were vague and he didn't dare to look at Rong Qian. He obviously didn't do anything wrong, but he insisted on showing a guilty look.

The other three people moved their positions, but Li Jianjun, who had spoken from the beginning, stood there without moving, which made him look special about Rong Qian.

Of course, this statement can be explained by both sides. He just stood there and didn't move. You can't say that he helped the "Miss Capitalist"?

If you say that he dislikes Rong Qian, he has retreated without avoiding suspicion.

As early as when the educated youth gathered on the train heading south, Li Jianjun saw Rong Qian. Although Rong Qian was wearing a dark blue half-old worker uniform, wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, and two braids, her face was enough to make her stand out, like a long-legged crane standing among a group of gray pheasants. Her noble temperament, which I don’t know how to raise, was beyond the reach of many lesbians.

Unexpectedly, he would be separated from the female educated youth who was watching all the way to the same place. Li Jianjun confirmed that this was his fate with the other party. When he had the opportunity, he would cause trouble and use the behavior of the other three people to highlight his specialness. This would definitely make Rong Qian remember him and feel good about his "not disdainful".

Rong Qian's face was pale when Gong Sitian said that just now, but her back was straight, like a steel gun holding a soldier's hand.

No matter whether these people are far away from each other or verbal contempt, Rong Qian looked ahead with her eyes firmly, looking at the way she was unmoved by the wind and rain.

Yan Lang, who had finished talking to Yan Quankui, looked up at him. Rong Qian's heart was beating. For some reason, in fact, the already messy head suddenly became quiet, and suddenly remembered Yan Lang's secretly crying.

At that time, everyone got off the car and went to find a place to solve the problem. When Rong Qian was in the commune cafeteria, she was afraid that there might not be any chance of convenience on the road in a while, so she drank less water and went to the toilet in advance.

So halfway through the way, she did not go to the woods far away, but just stretched her legs and feet behind the bushes next to her.

The mountain road was very quiet. Rong Qian vaguely heard the whimpering sound of trying hard to suppress it. Then she looked over, but saw the hooligan who had shook her before sitting on the ox cart wiping tears. She was obviously trembling with tears, but she gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound.

Yan Lang like that made Rong Qian think of her father after her mother committed suicide.

Rong Qian's mother is indeed a lady from a capitalist family and has stayed abroad. Her father is a doctor who has participated in the revolutionary battle with a senior woman. When the fuss started a few years ago, her mother divorced her father and committed suicide. This is how she and her father were saved.

But later the situation became worse and worse. My father was □ one after another. Finally, someone found out what his father had cried after his mother died. So his father was sent to Tibet for construction. Before leaving, he secretly entrusted Rong Qian to his uncle's house who had deliberately been on the surface a few years ago.

However, the uncle's wife did not know Rong Qian's true origin. As she grew older and brighter, the two sons in the aunt's family showed that they were interested in Rong Qian, but the uncle did not object to him or even enjoyed him.

So my aunt took advantage of her uncle's business trip and was not at home, so she quickly used her connections to get Rong Qian into this batch of lists of going to the countryside, and traveled from the north to Shu in the south. From then on, she really went from all over the world.

When his mother died, Rong Qian was only eight years old and was still confused about death. She only remembered that one night, her father picked her up from the quilt with his hands trembling.

The cold wind was blowing outside, but my father, who usually loved her the most, didn't remember to wrap her thick clothes at all.

They went out, and didn't know how long they had walked, and then they arrived at a low house with two candles lighted and the light was equally dim.

Uncle looked at her and sighed, picked her up from his father's arms, then took off his coat and wrapped her around.

The little Rong Qian turned her head and saw her father kneeling in front of a door panel. At that time, her father was like Yan Lang. She was so sad that she trembled all over, but she still gritted her teeth and dared not make too loud noises.

Her beautiful and gentle mother was already wearing a gray and ragged dress and lay on the door panel in front of her father with a pale face.

It's a long story, but it's just a blink of an eye. Rong Qian remembered those past events and didn't care about the obvious exclusion of Gong Sitian and the others. She was protected by her father and mother as hard as she worked. No matter what, she must live, no matter how difficult it is.

Yan Lang looked at it for a moment, as if he was trying hard to find something, but finally lowered his eyes and withdrew his gaze. There was an unstoppable loneliness and disappointment on his face.

Disappointed? Rong Qian was startled by this idea and couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her face. Could she look particularly inconsistent with the aesthetics of the south?

The next second, Rong Qian was secretly annoyed again. It was just that kind of pervert that made him look down on him!

Seeing that Yan Quankui had returned, Rong Qian calmed down and bent down to carry what she should carry again. Gong Sitian, Zhao Hongjun, who was originally talking in a low voice, stopped talking.

Yan Quankui browed when he saw the positions of several people, and then Zhao Hongjun spoke in anger, "Captain, this Rong Qian is the lady of the capitalist. We strongly recommend that she go to work with the ideological errors sent to the bullpen to renovate the team!"

Yan Quankui's eyebrows were not beating, but his whole body wanted to jump, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Li Jianjun who was silent, because the other four were chosen by Yan Quankui and Yan Lang themselves, and only this Li Jianjun was replaced.

Just now, when I saw Yan Quankui and Yan Lang's "performance" at the entrance of the commune canteen, Peng Shanhe didn't laugh at first, but only then did he laugh when he saw others laughing.

Such people are actually the best to manage and resilient. No matter how hard or tired most of the people around him can persist, he will grit his teeth and persevere, because he wants to "comply with the public" and cannot seem too independent. It is quite sorry for his grand name.

Zhao Hongjun looked like a thorny person. In the words of his youngest son, this is a typical emotional animal. When he is moved by a person, he dares to stab a hole. He looks very independent, but in fact he is the best knife in the hands of others.

Yan Quankui didn't mind Zhao Hongjun's temper. After all, he had a good relationship with the old educated youth. Zhao Hongjun had the same sense of closeness as the old educated youth. If the old educated youth conveyed his thoughts, Zhao Hongjun would take the initiative to copy them as his own thoughts, which was easy to manage for the village.

However, Li Jianjun, who was replaced by someone, looked gentle and gentle. On the way, Yan Quankui would smile and say a few words occasionally, but he couldn't tell the depth. However, because he was not the one he chose, Yan Quankui had preconceived mentally and decided to keep a reservation and leave it to be observed.

Now that he saw that Zhao Hongjun actually said such words, Yan Quankui was not surprised to have suspected Li Jianjun as soon as possible.

As for Gong Sitian, she is a person who cares more about herself and does not care much about other people's affairs unless she has a interest in herself.

Although it is not good to be selfish, the best thing for such people is to weigh the pros and cons. In other words, it is to be knowledgeable and tactful, which is much easier to control than those reckless educated youth who ignore them.

Yan Quankui is not a farmer who can't read a few words. At this moment, he looked stern and glared at Zhao Hongjun without hesitation, "No, nonsense! Don't tell me if you have any evidence to prove that Rong Zhiqing is a capitalist lady. Even if that's the case, she has become a member of the countryside to support rural construction. Some of you are not allowed to cause internal divisions in my Xiran Village. If it's a mess, don't blame me for changing you to the mountains and joining the bad guys who love to destroy rural construction!"

When he was talking about "some people", Yan Quankui looked at everyone present with a stern look, and even Rong Qian did not ignore it.

Such words really shocked everyone. Yan Quankui had a kind attitude to talk to them on the ox cart, but who knew that he could be so strict.

Several educated youth also understood that the captain hated someone to make trouble. If he didn't make trouble, everyone would be at peace. But if he made trouble, the other party would be rude.

In this way, Yan Quankui took the five people to the educated youth site at the end of the village with a stern face, and did not say a word to them on the way. The silent atmosphere was enough to suppress these young people who had just come to the countryside to be anxious and reflect.

The old educated youth in the educated youth site left two people to ask for half a day off in the afternoon, staying at home and waiting to receive the newcomers.

Seeing Yan Quankui's stern face as if he was unhappy, Zhang Hai, as the leader of the old educated youth, stepped forward and asked.

Yan Quankui didn't hide it, and said in anger that Zhao Hongjun said what he said just now, "Xiaohai, I'll bother you in the future. Tell them more about the leaders' accurate ideas and development policies."

Zhang Hai's eyes turned and understood. He immediately smiled and agreed, and asked for a love affair. "Captain Yan, they are all young young people of seventeen or eighteen years old. Many leaders' thoughts have not been correctly understood and understood. Don't worry, we will carry out more related activities in the future."

One of them was a singular and the other was a singular and unfair person. Li Jianjun, who was stared at Yan Quanguina with a meaningful look, felt grateful to Zhang Hai. After all, they were the comrades of educated youth, and they were the same group.

Zhang Hai is now the oldest experienced in the educated youth center. If there is a sign of returning to the city at the end of this year, Zhang Hai will be sure to return to the city.

Zhang Hai was very grateful to Yan Quankui, the captain who was fair in his work and was very caring for them, such as foreign educated youth. In the evening, the old educated youth returned from work, Zhang Hai actively organized an ideological discussion.

Zhao Hongjun almost burst into tears by his predecessors, and expressed his emotions that he would correct his mind in the future and would never be the bad guy who splits them.

The one who benefited the most from the whole thing was probably Rong Qian. Her name really looks outstanding in this era. Originally, Rong Qian thought she was going to be completely excluded, but she didn't expect that by the run by Zhao Hongjun and others, she is now the first newcomer to be accepted by the predecessors of educated youth.

In the evening, when he was walking on the bed against the wall, Rong Qian turned her head and stared at the same dark night outside the small window. She gradually realized in her heart that Captain Yan's words were originally intended to let her, the "abandoned", be accepted by the educated youth group as soon as possible.

Thinking that she was about to live in such a production team, Rong Qian's heart, which had been confused and uneasy for many days, gradually calmed down. In fact, it was good to go to the countryside. She could avoid her ears and try to write a letter to her father.

Before going to bed, Rong Qian was confused and remembered an irrelevant question. Why did that hooligan cry so badly?

At the same time, Yan Lang, who was depressed for a while and hid in the room after supper, hugged his knees sideways, looking out the window with a blank look.

When my father came back in the afternoon, he said that it was inappropriate for him to shy his face for no reason. Yan Lang actually knew it, but he just couldn't help it. He obviously looked at the name and was a petite and beautiful girl.

Yan Lang even thought a lot when he saw the name. She should be so gentle that she is a little unintentional, but she only relies on him and needs help from others. She always loves to hold hands...

But the reality is that although Rong Qian is not particularly tall, she can also say that she is tall and well-proportioned, her face is gentle and delicate, and her eyes are firm, which is not what he imagined!

The author has something to say: Yan Lang: Why can't you grow shorter? The oval face is not as good as the size of a palm-sized melon-shaped face! The eyes should be a little confused, and it is so gentle that it can drip out water...

Rong Qian: Haha, please get out? Thank you [cold contempt]
Chapter completed!