She gritted her teeth in anger, her face contorted with rage, "It must be this little bitch who's ruining me!"

"I don't want to go to the countryside! I don't want to go!"

What kind of place is Heilongjiang Province?

It was remote, harsh, and poor!

Many educated youths who went to the countryside in Heilongjiang Province froze or starved to death there.

Going there would only be torture, she doesn't want to go!

She's going to take a huge treasure to Hong Kong and live a good life! How could she possibly go to the countryside?!

When the woman saw that the man had changed his mind, she frowned and her face turned cold. "Even if you have changed your mind, it's not up to you anymore. Your name is already on the list. The other educated youths are already waiting outside. Come with me now."

As she spoke, the woman reached out and grabbed Zhang Xuehui's arm.

"No... I won't go... I don't want to go to the countryside!" Zhang Xuehui's face turned pale with anxiety. She quickly grabbed the door and moved her body backward as if afraid of being dragged away by this female comrade.

The woman hadn't expected Zhang Xuehui to be so uncooperative and lack any awareness, so she had to raise her voice and shout, "Someone come quick! Help! Drag this educated youth away!"

The driver and other educated youths were all waiting there; how could they let Zhang Xuehui delay everyone's progress?!

As soon as the woman shouted, the other people in the car not far from the door got out and came to help.

"I don't want to go! I don't want to go!" Zhang Xuehui wailed at the top of her lungs, her face covered in tears. "Help! Someone help me!"

But then the group grabbed her arm and forcibly dragged her away—

Because of the excessive force, Zhang Xuehui's fingers were broken, leaving her slender fingers covered in blood and flesh.

Several long, bloody scratches, like fingernails, were left on the door that Zhang Xuehui had been dragging.

The other educated youth went to Zhang Xuehui's house hoping to help her pack her things, but when they saw that her house was bare and empty, there was nothing to pack.

So Zhang Xuehui's two arms were grabbed by two people at the same time, and she was forcibly dragged forward.

Zhang Xuehui's face was covered in tears, and she kept crying out, "Su Wantang, you damned bitch!"

"Su Wantang, you wait! I'll kill you sooner or later!"

Zhang Xuehui was forcibly dragged into the car.

The car door was quickly closed.

"Let me out! I don't want to go to the countryside! Let me out!" Zhang Xuehui frantically pounded on the car door.

"I'll shut up!" one of the educated youths on the bus rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction. "You've wasted everyone's time, and you're still making a scene here!"

"Is this person crazy? He looks terrifying."

"Who knows? I hope she's not mentally ill. I hope I don't end up in the same production brigade as her."

Everyone avoided Zhang Xuehui.

But Zhang Xuehui was being too disruptive, constantly banging on the car door and crying, demanding to be let off. One of the educated youths, exasperated, pulled a tin can of pickled vegetables from his bag and slammed it hard against Zhang Xuehui's head.

Zhang Xuehui, who had been crying and making a fuss, suddenly became quiet, her eyes wide open. Then, her body went limp and she collapsed into her seat, completely losing consciousness.

"Finally, things have quieted down." The educated youth who had smashed Zhang Xuehui breathed a sigh of relief and put the tin can back into his bag. "Master, let's hurry on our way!"

The driver, transporting the educated youth to the countryside, gripped the steering wheel, pressed the accelerator, and the car sped along the road. (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)