Fang Zhiyi didn't say anything more and walked away with her hands behind her back.

After taking a couple of steps, he remembered something: "Oh right, the commune will be sending over two cows in the next couple of days. You'll need to add two more troughs in the livestock shed."

The female educated youth sighed and complained that the livestock were acting like royalty, even more so than they were, and now they were even asking for two more cows.

Some people couldn't help but look at Zhang Qingqing, secretly plotting something.

Meanwhile, Wei Xiangyang's team, whose work was still unfinished, was also full of complaints. Soon, one of the more short-tempered guys threw down his hoe and said, "I'm not doing this anymore! Anyway, we're working ourselves to the bone and we don't get a day off!"

"Some people are oblivious to their own shortcomings and are even slacking off," another person remarked sarcastically.

The older educated youth who had previously advised everyone remained silent.

Wei Kaiyang, however, seemed to understand something: "Who are you talking about?"

"Anyone who says that knows, he's always dragging the team down!"

Wei Xiangyang would not have let it go if he heard these words under normal circumstances, let alone in front of Zhang Qingqing.

"Damn it! Say that again?"

Who are you insulting?

Chaos erupted on the scene. Wei Xiangyang hadn't expected that what he thought would be a one-on-one fight would turn into a nightmare. He was grabbed around the waist and then kicked in the chest. Wei Xiangyang almost couldn't catch his breath. But the other educated youths didn't give him a chance. Except for the older educated youth, the other educated youths swarmed him and punched and kicked him.

"Quickly, call the captain back!" Zhang Qingqing was a little flustered. Why did a fight suddenly break out?

Those who couldn't bear to watch immediately ran to find Fang Zhiyi. When Fang Zhiyi returned unhurriedly, Wei Xiangyang was already lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face.

"They, they..." Zhang Qingqing stammered for a long time without saying anything. Unlike Wei Xiangyang, she was much smarter and knew that she couldn't offend people like that.

Fang Zhiyi waved her hand: "What's going on?"

The educated youth who were getting to work started talking all at once, mostly accusing Wei Xiangyang of being passive and uncooperative, having an improper attitude, and dragging everyone down. The argument made Fang Zhiyi very upset.

Fang Zhiyi glanced at the villagers who had come to watch the commotion and frowned, saying, "No matter what, fighting is wrong!"

His voice drowned out the chatter of the other educated youth.

"Everyone involved in the fight today must write a self-criticism!" Fang Zhiyi glanced at Wei Xiangyang, who was full of resentment. "You have to write one too; your problem is the biggest!"

"Waaaaah!" Wei Xiangyang wanted to say something, but he couldn't even speak properly.

"Also, don't think you can escape punishment by lying down. Today..." Fang Zhiyi looked at his miserable state, "Today, the job of pulling the manure cart is yours!" He pointed to the other people who were fighting.