Return to the ’70s: A Young Educated Youth’s Slow Descent

In her past life, Sheng Kangning was the classic naive girl—easily manipulated by her scheming stepmother and half-sister, blindly following their every move.

Branded with a ruined reputati...

Chapter 183 It Could Also Be Poison

Feng Yaozu started discussing the New Year's Eve dinner with Director Zhou half a month ago.

Recently, Director Zhou went to the county town from time to time and brought back some supplies every time.

No one knew what was in those bags, it turned out they were all food.

This year's New Year's Eve dinner was very sumptuous, with pork head, cabbage and vermicelli stewed meat, and eggs, one boiled egg per person. In front of each lady there was also a steamed egg sprinkled with a layer of white sugar, as well as plates of dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut and pork, and Feng Yaozu's specialty, the braised pork.

Director Zhou looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table and said with emotion:

"This is the most sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner in recent years, and it is also the year with the most people. Thank you all for your hard work this year!

We work hard, but we also gain a lot. Due to the earthquake, the grain harvest is not a bumper one, but compared with last year, the output is not reduced. What makes me most gratified is that the people in our Hongyang Farm are united and work together!

There was an earthquake, and we, the people of Hongyang Farm, were not afraid of sacrifice or hardship. This earthquake claimed tens of thousands of lives and destroyed countless homes. While it caused us pain, it also brought out our patriotism and brotherhood!

This is a spirit! We must carry it forward and pass it on!

Another thing that made all of us happy was that the house we had been looking forward to for a long time was built.

From now on, you don't have to live in a tent. I know there are many single young men on our farm. Because you don't have a house, the wives you like in your hometown are unwilling to come. Now it's not a problem. After the New Year, those who want to get married,

Tell me, I will give you half a month's vacation, so you can go back to your hometown and bring back a wife. I'm sorry for all these years!"

After Director Zhou finished speaking, he filled a glass of wine for himself and said to everyone:

"I'll drink this glass of wine!"

The Youth Protection Team, led by Liu Jinjiang, all stood up, and each of them had a glass of wine in front of them.

He picked up the wine, faced Director Zhou and drank it.

Almost all the members of the Youth Protection Team are soldiers under Director Zhou. They followed Director Zhou to transfer here to reclaim wasteland and cultivate land, and they want to turn this place into China's granary.

They paid with their sweat and their youth.

Many of them are over 26 years old, and some are even in their 30s, but many of them are still unmarried.

Many girls are unwilling to marry here because they don’t have their own houses at Hongyang Farm.

After the Youth Protection Team sat down, Director Zhou filled his own glass with wine.

"I wanted to prepare a decent New Year's Eve dinner for everyone in previous years, but unfortunately the conditions did not allow it! At that time, all farms were extremely poor and could only meet the most basic needs of food and clothing. In addition, when the Spring Festival came, more than half of the educated youth asked for leave to go home. We had no choice but to stay on the farm for the New Year and could not even have meat dumplings. Kangning, this year's feast is all thanks to you!"

Feng Yaozu said with emotion.

Sheng Kangning and others sat at the same table with Feng Yaozu.

Sheng Kangning waved his hand: "Brother Feng, I didn't do anything. This is the result of everyone's joint efforts!"

Xu Hongmei pushed Sheng Kangning and pointed in the direction of Director Zhou: "Old Zhou wants you to drink, Kangning, can you drink?"

Sheng Kangning looked over in surprise and saw that people at several nearby tables were looking at him.

"Xu Hongmei, pour a bowl of water for Kang Ning," Director Zhou shouted.

Xu Hongmei obediently poured water for Sheng Kangning and handed it to him: "Bring it up!"

Sheng Kangning stood up with a bowl of water.

"Kangning, this glass of wine is for you. Your beauty cream has made our farm better and better. I have discussed with Deputy Director Zhang that after the spring of next year, one-third of the cultivated land will be used to plant medicinal herbs. I believe that our farm will get better and better! Cheers!"

Director Zhou tilted his head back and drank all the wine in the glass.

Sheng Kangning was amazed and quickly drank more than half of the water in his bowl.

After sitting down, Xu Hongmei said happily: "This isn't wine, why did you drink so much!"

Sheng Kangning chuckled and whispered, "If it's really wine, I wouldn't dare drink like this! How much alcohol can Director Zhou drink? He'll get drunk easily if he drinks like this!"

Sheng Kangning looked at Feng Yaozu and asked.

Feng Yaozu waved his hand: "Get drunk if you want! It hasn't been easy for Old Zhou in the past year! Ever since Sister Xue passed away, Old Zhou... Forget it, let's not talk about those unhappy things, let's eat!"

Sheng Kangning glanced at Director Zhou, who had already started drinking with Zhang Jianmin again.

Manager Zhou got drunk before finishing the New Year's Eve dinner.

Liu Jinjiang and Yang Hui helped the man back together.

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, it was still early and everyone crowded into the newly built cafeteria. Feng Yaozu prepared some snacks for everyone.

Melon seeds, peanuts and so on.

The cafeteria was noisy and everyone was chatting about their daily lives.

A rare moment of relaxation.

Zhang Jianmin came in from outside, called Feng Yaozu and Liu Jinjiang over, and gave them a stack of red envelopes: "This is the New Year red envelope that Director Zhou prepared for everyone. Everyone will get one. Give it out! Let everyone be happy!"

A red envelope is sent.

Everyone will be happier.

I opened it and saw, wow! There are quite a lot!

A red envelope of one dollar per person.

It is considered a big red envelope. Usually, the red envelopes that families prepare for children are just a few cents. Ten cents or twenty cents is considered a lot.

Xu Hongmei asked Feng Yaozu: "Old Zhou is going to give you a holiday, will you go back home?"

Feng Yaozu pointed at his father, Uncle Feng San, and said, "My father is already here. Why should I go back to my hometown? There's no one there anymore!"

Uncle Feng can now walk a few steps with the help of crutches.

"I mean, why don't you go back to your hometown to find a wife?" Xu Hongmei said.

young married woman?

Feng Yaozu subconsciously glanced at Wang Juan who was chatting with Ma Chunmei.

Feng Yaozu took a look and then looked away.

Sheng Kangning happened to see it and was surprised. He couldn't believe that Brother Feng actually liked Wang Juan.

Someone shouted: "It would be nice if there was a TV!"

Zhang Jianmin smiled and replied: "Yes, there will be!"

"It's better to buy a large color TV!"

"Okay, let's buy a big color TV and hang it in the cafeteria so you can watch it while eating!"

Wang Juan moved her own stool and sat between Sheng Kangning and Xu Hongmei, lowering her voice:

"Have you heard?"

"What's the matter?"

"Someone gave Corning's beauty cream to a Chinese medicine doctor. The doctor thought he had figured out the recipe for the beauty cream and made a beauty cream. But the result was..."

Xu Hongmei asked anxiously, "What's the result? Tell me quickly! You're keeping me on suspense!"

Wang Juan laughed: "The result is that the people who bought it and used it had their faces rotten!"

"Is there such a thing?" Feng Yaozu also came over curiously.

Wang Juan snorted: "That's right! These people are just crazy about money!"

Sheng Kangning frowned. It was easy for a Chinese medicine practitioner to smell out which herbs were used in a beauty cream, but if the dosage was not controlled well, the resulting cream might be poisonous.