Qin Qing, a graduating student, was rushing to finish her thesis late at night when she stumbled and fell, only to wake up in the 1960s, right in the midst of a great famine. Completely disoriented...
Chapter 55: Going into the Mountains Again
Yang Liansheng always gets up early and waits for Qin Qing at the village entrance as usual.
Bored to death.
Hearing familiar footsteps, he looked in the direction of the sound.
This look was quite frightening.
In the vast mist, the little girl with a hungry look on her face stared at him with her eyes wide open. The smile on her face became a little weird, as if she would open her bloody mouth and pounce on him in the next second.
Only when he got closer did he call out crisply, "Brother Liansheng!"
He can still smile even with a miserable look on his face.
The boy frowned, which was rare for him, and looked at her with a troubled expression.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Qin Qing pulled the corners of his mouth together, and said with a sad face, "Brother, let's keep a low profile and stop pretending to be well-fed, lest we arouse jealousy and hatred. If we don't do this, we'll paint our faces black and make people feel even more pitiful than refugees."
The boy's mouth twitched, and the bicycle drove out steadily.
The girl's voice sounded from behind.
"Brother Liansheng, you have fair skin, why don't you try some too?"
"I was born white, everyone in the village knows that. Besides, how would my family get food if I didn't work in the fields? If anyone dares to come here again, I'll chop them into pieces."
There was a hint of hatred in Yang Liansheng's tone, as if he was recalling some unhappy emotions.
In fact, Yang Aiguo's house is not remote. It is located in the center of the village. There are many neighbors around him. Moreover, before the man went out, he had already asked someone to help take care of his nephew who lived alone at home.
So there is no such foolish person to steal from home.
"Don't tell me, if I hadn't seen you every day, I would have taken it seriously."
"It's true. My family eats bran every day. I'm almost a bran spirit..."
The little girl's resentful voice drifted over against the wind.
Yang Liansheng's eyebrows jumped when he heard this. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "How about we go to Yezi Mountain again this weekend..."
There was no response from behind for a long time, and then a voice was heard after a while.
"Um……"
After arriving at school, even the little fat girl Zhu Zhu was startled by her appearance and asked her in a hurried tone.
"Qingqing, what's wrong with you? You look as ugly as a ghost."
Facing her friends' concern, she chuckled.
He reached out his hand and gently wiped his face, then stretched his black and gray fingers in front of Zhu Zhu and said in a provocative manner.
“This is a painting!”
It’s possible to do this! The little fat boy was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped.
What a weird operation.
This makeup made Qin Qing attract a lot of attention at school. Even Liu Gufeng called her over and asked her if she had any difficulties in life. After hearing the girl's explanation, he was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
As expected of his student, he is a smart kid.
…
"Captain! When will the relief food arrive? Give me a definite answer!"
"That's right, we are almost too hungry to move."
"How can I go to work when I can't even eat?"
The people gathered in front of the Yang family's old house and started complaining one after another. In short, they all meant the same thing.
Want relief food.
Yang Kaifu was caught red-handed when he got up in the morning. He was very angry. He had run back and forth countless times for the relief food, but there was still no news. He was so anxious that blisters appeared at the corners of his mouth.
I have to deal with these villagers later.
It's really a headache.
"I didn't distribute the grain, so I have no say on when it will arrive. My Yang family is just like you. We are tightening our belts and waiting for the grain to arrive."
Yang Kaifu explained patiently.
Who knew there are still people who don’t appreciate it.
"You are not responsible for distributing relief rations, but you are the one who collects our food. As the captain, you have the final say. Of course, you are not afraid since you have surplus rations."