Chu Miaohong secretly applied medicine to her wounds behind the educated youth site.

She didn't dare use hydrogen peroxide because of its strong smell, so she could only use iodine to clean the wound.

Fortunately, in 1988, there were still quite a few surgical drugs in private operating rooms in North America.

Probably due to the busy farming season, the brigade’s twice-weekly criticism meetings are now only held once a week.

After her deliberate "tidying up", her image has become quite sloppy and her skin has become dark yellow. Several guys in the team who enjoy making fun of her have finally turned their eyes away from her recently.

Even when Kong Zhili was pestering her, he was not as persistent as before.

The educated youth center used oil lamps, and the dimness in the room helped her to conceal some of her changes in secret.

Before entering the door, Chu Miaohong looked back at the distance across the river.

She heard there was electricity on the farm.

The farm did have electricity, and every room had a light bulb.

After a busy day's work, although they were exhausted, some people still gathered under the yellow light.

Some were writing in diaries, some were writing letters home, and some were reading newspapers borrowed from the company headquarters.

The state-owned farm is managed in a semi-militarized manner, so the lights are turned off at 9 o'clock sharp.

Hao Aiguo reminded the people who were writing and reading newspapers that it would be best to finish washing up before 8:30, otherwise there would be no hot water in the bathroom at 9 o'clock.

Zhang Hongcheng was also lying on the kang writing a letter, but his letter was not sent to his home, but to Fatty Hu.

Put the letter into the old envelope and lock it in the cabinet.

Zhang Hongcheng felt that he should get a kang cabinet with a lock.

It can be used to store small items and also serve as a desk.

Zhang Hongcheng hasn't written to him for several days. Fatty Hu, who has been living in a depressed state these days, has been worrying about it in his heart, fearing that something might have happened to Zhang Hongcheng in 1972.

Having just spent 998 at a glamorous SPA, Fatty Hu returned home feeling dejected.

He has now left his original city and arrived in Shanghai.

It is said that it is to make it convenient to exchange and sell things.

But no one can say for sure if it’s not for 998.

He doesn't live in a villa now, but a small, finely decorated three-bedroom apartment. The down payment alone almost drained his cash flow.

When Fatty Hu saw the old envelope appear on the bedside table, he suddenly came back to life.

He was really worried that he and Zhang Hongcheng would lose contact.

"Want a raise? Gain experience?"

Fatty Hu started packing his things without saying a word, bought the earliest ticket to Northeast China with his mobile phone, and rushed to the airport.

When Zhang Hongcheng began to carry water again with gritted teeth, Fatty Hu from another time and space walked out of Hulin Airport, chartered a car and headed straight for Yunshan Farm.

"The shoulder might be skinned."

In the company's clinic, the temporary medical worker was a female comrade from the second squad of the first row.

She was an old educated youth who had studied in the regiment headquarters for three days, so she had no problem dealing with these minor wounds.

Zhang Hongcheng heard from others that this temporary medical worker only had two tricks up his sleeve.

Take aspirin internally and apply mercurochrome externally.

The rest of the injuries must be sent to the regiment hospital.

Before Zhang Hongcheng finished describing how his shoulders felt, his shoulders were already covered with red medicine.

"Okay, it's just a minor injury, next one!"

This Northeastern lady's careless slap almost caused Zhang Hongcheng to suffer internal injuries.

He suddenly wanted to go see Chu Miaohong across the river.

That's what a truly good doctor is.

He returned to the dormitory with a grin, opened the lock and touched it, and found that the old envelope was indeed back.

No one paid attention to Zhang Hongcheng reading "the letter he wrote yesterday".

Su Beijing was the only one who insisted on writing his diary today. The others were either still queuing in the infirmary or were so weak that they didn't want to move at all.

Zhang Hongcheng didn't expect that Haodaer was so helpful. He actually flew to Hulin overnight and even inspected the 50 acres of soybean fields on site.

In Fatty Hu's letter, Zhang Hongcheng learned that the soybean fields had been turned into a riverside highway.

But Fatty Hu saw an artificial fountain on the side of the road.

"In 1982, experts came to Yunshan Farm and, after drilling more than 20 wells, finally found groundwater next to the soybean fields."

"Actually, this groundwater is the Muling River seeping into the cracks in the rocks and appearing next to the soybean fields along a small underground river."

Zhang Hongcheng's eyes lit up.

Digging a well! ?

"Dig a well?"

When Hao Aiguo heard this, he immediately began to shake his head.

"We even asked the old man who dug the well to come and take a look, and he said there's no hope here."

"The instructor was determined to find water, but he didn't find any."

Zhang Hongcheng did not refute, he knew that this matter had to be handled slowly.

The only place with water near the bean field was a two-foot square crack in the rock. He made this suggestion today to lay the groundwork.

But Zhang Hongcheng himself did not expect that the excuse he needed would come so quickly.

That was the fourth day of fetching water from the bean fields.

As soon as Class 4 arrived at the soybean field, they discovered that something had happened.

"Something has destroyed a field of soybeans!"

The male educated youth immediately took up their hoes, while the two female educated youth looked at a small patch of soybean field that had been eaten with distressed expressions.

No one dared to be careless.

Because Yunshan is a famous place for wild boars!

If you really encounter one, the red medicine given by the lady in the clinic will not work.

Zeng Jianjun looked down at the marks on the ground, and finally he cursed strangely.

"It's a stupid roe deer!"

"It's strange. There's plenty of food in the mountains in late summer and early autumn. What are these idiots doing down the mountain?"

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