The farm tools had been opened by Yan Quankui and took them out. The members who knew that they were working on the job today were consciously lined up to register and get the tools. After they got them, they went to the fields to start work in groups.

No one supervises the work in normal times, but each of them will arrange a fixed amount of tasks. If you complete it in advance, you can go to the nearby area to dig some wild vegetables or go to the newly harvested fields to find out if there is any missing grain.

Unless a person who wants to be lazy can find someone to help him, he will have to sacrifice his rest time. If he fails to complete the day, he will lose points.

Today, the educated youth divided up two groups of people, one group of people working as usual, and the other group of people stayed until the end. They accompanied Rong Qian and the five new educated youths to get familiar with the process, and then took them to the field to teach. They were all arranged one-on-one, which was also considered Yan Quankui's special care for the new educated youth.

After all, if you want to learn, it is easier for educated youth like them to teach new educated youths.

Most places arrange old farmers to teach educated youth, but old farmers look down on the children in the city who can’t tell the difference between seedlings and weeds. The educated youth also feels contemptuous and humiliated. In addition, the language is not smooth, and the end they will basically become more and more irritable, resulting in tension between the villagers and the educated youth.

The old educated youth took turns to accompany the new educated youth to do easy work for two days, until they took more than a dozen old educated youths in one go, and the production team's special teaching of the new educated youths ended here.

Of course, some of the old educated youth like this easy task and some don’t like it. After all, doing easy work means that they earn less work points.

Some old educated youth have become accustomed to the same labor tasks as members, or want to eat a little bit of food or save some surplus grain to send back to their families in the city. In short, they change shifts according to their own personal wishes, and Yan Quankui doesn't care about this.

Yan Lang stood next to Yan Hulan. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, there were only Rong Qian and Li Jianjun, and five other old educated youths, including Zhang Hai, and Yan Quankui stood there and talked to them briefly, and then asked Yan Hulan to record the task of collecting sweet potato vines for them.

This job only has four labour points, which is the easiest job. It is to divide the vines that have already been dug in the field into two parts, and put them in a handful of them with some sweet potato roots. This is used to feed pigs. If someone who can't eat at home can take them back and don't feed them, they can eat them as their own rations.

In addition, the remaining vines need to be dried, and then the people in the cowshed cut them with a guillotine to collect them. In winter, these are the cow’s food.

Even a seven or eight-year-old girl can do such a job. Yan Quankui also asked them to familiarize themselves with farm work first. There will be no such job tomorrow. After all, the sweet potato vines are almost collected.

"Every morning, it's time to get up when the radio sounds on the brigade. It's a little later in the afternoon when you start work, and two o'clock in the winter..."

"This is Comrade Yan Hulan, the accountant in the team. She will be responsible for registering the work and work every day."

Zhang Hai had already told Zhao Hongjun and others many of the rules in the team on the way here, but in fact there were no rules. The main point was not to cause trouble. If there were any disputes in the village, it would be better not to intervene as educated youth.

In addition, you can't be lazy when doing farm work. If you perform well, when it's time for the place to return to the city, it's your first-time educated youth. A good impression will make you stand out and become the first to go back in the same group.

It was related to returning to the city, and even Li Jianjun was very concerned. Gong Sitian only realized after listening to the old educated youth last night that the 11th team of the Sixth Brigade was different from the production teams described in her sister's letter. If you can endure slowly, you can survive until the day you return to the city.

Last night, Gong Sitian counted on her fingers for half a night. She felt that if she was more optimistic, she should be able to return to the city before she was old. Therefore, Gong Sitian, who had some ideas, was well-behaved this morning, and she should sign and say hello, and did not show too much attention to Yan Lang.

Yan Lang stood there with his hands tilted with his shoulders tilted, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Rong Qian at once.

Yan Quankui had already arranged the task and took a hoe to work in the mountains. Yan Hulan buried her head in writing. Others either deliberately did not look at him or looked down on him at all, and no one noticed it.

Unfortunately, Yan Lang did not have any secrets at all. Rong Qian, who was staring around by him, was not a dead person, and her white oval face turned red.

That's not shame, that's angry.

Rong Qian was secretly angry, and she didn't know why the second-rate guy couldn't stand her and insisted on humiliating people like this.

But he did nothing but his eyes, so Rong Qian couldn't say anything.

Yan Lang blushed at Rong Qian and couldn't help but take a few more glances. Rong Qian clenched her fists, plucked up the courage to raise her eyes and looked back, trying to use her open eyes to force the hooligan to retreat.

However, it is thicker than the face, and ten Rong Qians can't compare to one Yan Lang.

The two of them met directly. Yan Lang was stunned for a moment, but did not let go of his gaze with guilt. Instead, he began to use his gaze to gaze up and down on her face, and then sighed and showed a disappointed look.

Rong Qian was really angry this time, but she couldn't help but feel more suspicious. Could she be so bad?

"Rong Qian, it's your turn."

Someone around him touched her arm, Rong Qian turned her head and looked over, Li Jianjun smiled at her with his hands and pants pockets in his arms, his eyes that Rong Qian was familiar with.

Last night, Rong Qian got along well with everyone, and heard that the quota for returning to the city was arranged according to the batch of going to the countryside. Li Jianjun began to express that kind of meaning to her, just like when he first came yesterday, he was not the one who proposed to put her in the cowshed and thought about labor reform. Who would be regarded as a fool?

Rong Qian had encountered such things a lot when she was in school before. She turned sideways away from Li Jianjun. Rong Qian walked up to the front and said a few words to Yan Hulan, then bent down to sign.

To pull the sweet potato vine, you only need a pair of hands, and the thing that binds the sweet potato vine is the sweet potato vine itself, so Rong Qian and the others do not have the tools to get it.

"Then, Zhang Zhiqing, you go first."

Seeing that the registration was completed, Yan Hulan stood up and smiled and greeted Zhang Hai, leaving him where he waited for the people who called the food.

Yan Lang saw that he had no chance to apologize to Rong Qian alone. Before Zhang Hai could leave with him, he turned around and entered the warehouse with his coat.

"Brother Zhang, isn't that Yan Lang even working? It's because he is the son of Captain Yan's family?"

After walking out of the sunbath, Zhao Hongjun asked Zhang Hai curiously, with an unconscious disgust on his face.

Zhang Hai looked back at Zhao Hongjun, "Don't worry about others. Even if others do nothing, they won't go hungry. You are different. Winter is coming soon. Captain Yan said he would try to give you more food to get in advance and pick it up when the food is distributed next year. But just that little food is impossible to eat until the autumn harvest next year."

When Zhang Hai talked about the issue of eating, the others who were already pricking their ears and wanted to listen to some gossip were immediately anxious.

When the crisis of hunger comes, who is still in the mood to care whether others are diligent or not? Gong Sitian is anxious. She has a sister who has been in the countryside for five years. Compared to others, Gong Sitian knows how miserable it is for educated youth to be hungry in the countryside.

Thinking about it, some people were too hungry to bear it, and finally abandoned their dignity just to be able to eat with a bite of food. Gong Sitian felt chilled as soon as she imagined her situation.

Rong Qian glanced at Li Jianjun, who was also attracted by Zhang Hai's words, felt relieved, glanced at the corner of her eyes, slowed down a little, and she fell into the team of four old educated youth behind.

Peng Shanhe also saw it. Although he wanted to gather with the old educated youth, looking at Zhao Hongjun who was talking excitedly next to him, Peng Shanhe felt that they were together. If he left this small team, he would definitely make Zhao Hongjun and the others angry.

However, in fact, Peng Shanhe is insignificant in the hearts of Zhao Hongjun, Li Jianjun and Gong Sitian, let alone get angry because of his departure from the small team. It’s just that Peng Shanhe takes himself too seriously.

Zhang Hai saw Peng Shanhe's entanglement and determined what the other party had. Zhang Hai was not in a hurry. He thought about adapting to farm work in the past few days, and kept the five newcomers to integrate into the group and not do things to join the group.

This was a task assigned to him by Captain Yan. Zhang Hai felt a little excited when he thought about the quota that he might have dropped this year.

He is already twenty-five years old this year. If he continues to drag on it, Zhang Hai is afraid that he will not be able to hold on to settle down here.

If you settle down, you will have to take care of your family even if you return to the city. If you still have a wife who has no urban household registration, you will have to increase the burden on your life.

Such a bitter life is not what Zhang Hai wants. If he can go back this year, he is still quite suitable for his age, so it would be no problem to find a girl with a job in the urban household registration...

At the end of November, I just applied the white-headed cream two days ago. The sugarcane planted in the village became sweeter after being beaten by the frost. Today, most members’ task is to cut sugarcane.

The city where Bailu Town is located is a famous sweet city, with many sugar factories opened. In this way, many production brigades under their jurisdiction have indicators for planting sugarcane, which is one that everyone likes very much.

Because sugarcane does not pick soil, after planting a crop, only the sugarcane is cut when harvesting, and the roots are kept. In winter, it is sprinkled with wood ash and covered with straw mats. The sugarcane can be continued to be sold in the next year, which is very easy to serve. Selling sugarcane can also increase economic income to the team. It is the main source of economic income for members to distribute dividends at the end of each year.

Yan Lang was busy all morning and all afternoon. Of course, he was definitely not busy with physical work, but just helped Yan Hulan watch the scale and count.

Because Yan Lang doesn't remember working at all, others don't think he is too lazy. Instead, they think that the Yan family's second-rate brain is really good.

"Oh, why do I think he can remember the weight of the dozen bags of millet in front without looking at the notebook in his sister?"

"This memory is no wonder I read well. I can still get full marks if I can't see anyone in class all day long. Unfortunately, I haven't had the college entrance examination, otherwise I would have been a college student."

"It's a pity that no matter how smart it is, it's useless if you don't need to go to the right place."

"Hey, do you know where they use it? Maybe when will they really join the commune and become a leader!"

At noon, many people came to the drying yard with their bowls to watch. Seeing the bags of food on the scales, the members smiled. While scattering the sweet potato leaf rice in the bowl, they discussed with the people around them how much corn can be divided into corn, how much corn can be divided into barley, how much can be stored at home and how much to sell. In short, it is noisy and as lively as the New Year.

Yan Quankui came here after lunch at home and even brought water to his hands.

Handing the water to Yan Lang, Yan Quankui turned around and picked up Yan Hulanji's notebook to check it out, and he calculated silently in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

When many people saw it, they squeezed to Yan Quankui and asked Yan Quankui how much grain they could get this year, and some people asked when they would be distributed.

After allocating the grain, the village should slowly prepare for the New Year.

"We will share together in December. At that time, we will sell what we should sell and what we should pay. Don't worry, now we will tighten our belts and save more food when we distribute dividends."

Now you can find something to eat on the mountain, whether it is sweet potato roots, sweet potato leaves or the last wild vegetables on the mountain, no one is in a hurry to put the food into the pot.

If I had the food now, I would have been unable to help but relax my hands. Now I would have been relaxed, and it would be hard to bear next spring and summer.

After weighing the pea at the end, Yan Lang reported the number with his second sister. He frowned and opened the lid and drank water. His throat was sore.

It was fine in the morning, mainly because there were too many people after work just now, so he had to shout at the second sister to hear it. There were still dark people on the registration book, squeezing around the second sister to look at the registration book.

"Okay, Langlang, you and your sister go back to have dinner first, I'll clean up here."

Yan Lang and Yan Hulan were indeed hungry, and there was nothing to do here, so the two siblings went back first.

When Yan Lang passed by a field trunk from the drying yard, he saw Rong Qian and an old educated youth named Wu Xianfang kneeling beside the well under the road, leaning over to fetch water with a bucket.

Shu is originally a basin, with abundant groundwater resources. As long as the well is drilled by the paddy fields, the well water inside can spread out of the rock edges. Therefore, except for the people who carry water here who need to pull the water with ropes when the water level drops in summer, they can just lean on their heads and use their hands at other times.

Sometimes when someone is thirsty, he will directly support the well edge with both hands and stretch his neck to drink directly.

"It's Wu Zhiqing and Rong Zhiqing. Hey brother, go and apologize to others. I'll ask Wu Zhiqing to come over and talk to me."

Wu Xianfang is a kind and dedicated person. She came down in batches with Zhang Hai. If there is one more place this year, Wu Xianfang will have the chance to return to the city.

The more this time comes, the more the educated youth are, the more they will not talk much. For fear of some accidents coming, Yan Hulan is sure that Wu Xianfang will not take it out and talk nonsense when she sees her younger brother talking to Rong Zhiqing.

Yan Lang was not very happy, put his hands in his pocket in his coat, huddled his neck and moaned, "Sister, I'm hungry, and I don't want to talk to people now."

Yan Hulan rolled her eyes, raised her hand and slapped Yan Lang on the shoulder, "Go away, it's useless to act coquettishly, brother, I said that Rong Zhiqing is so beautiful, do you really don't like others?"

Today, Zhang Damei and Yan Hulanke were waiting in the showroom to watch Rong Qian. After watching the two mothers and daughters, they sighed, can such a beautiful girl be able to offend others?

I'm afraid it's not intentionally making people angry and wanting to make people pay attention to themselves?

Zhang Damei and Yan Hulan exchanged views, and they all felt that it was really possible to express their likes with Yan Lang's dog temper.

Yan Lang had to say something else. Yan Hulan had already walked over with a smile and called Wu Xianfang, "Wu Zhiqing, are you taking Rong Zhiqing to carry water? Brother, go and help Wu Zhiqing carry water. I will talk to Wu Zhiqing."

Wu Xianfang looked at Yan Lang and saw that although Yan Lang had a bad face, he was obedient and came to help. It seemed that Accountant Yan had something to tell her. Wu Xianfang quickly told Rong Qian a few words, and got up and patted her knees and trousers and walked over.

When Rong Qian saw Yan Lang, she was already a little uncomfortable and turned her face away. However, Yan Lang's sister actually asked him to come and help. Wu Zhiqing, who took her, also left. Rong Qian stood up and stood there quietly with her eyes hanging down with her eyes in her hands.

The footsteps were approaching, and I saw the man's Jiefang brand rubber shoes and dark blue pants...

"What are you doing when you stand stupidly? Give me the bucket."

The man's voice was actually quite nice, between a man and a boy. Unfortunately, what he said was never good, and his tone was always impatient.

Obviously, when I saw him talking to others this morning, I always smiled, and when I was working in the morning, everyone in the field also said that although this person was lazy, he had a good temper. Could it be that she really offended this person?

The author has something to say: Rong Qian: You look good and have a good voice, why can't you have a better temper?

Yan Lang:...Who, who has a bad temper? I won’t like you even if you praise me, hum!
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