Setting: Fictional parallel universe, please do not reference historical events!
Bai Fumei Su Qingci, who managed a farm in modern times, was sent to the 1970s as a young educated youth by Ce...
Wearing a straw hat, Su Qingci gathered all the dried bean stalks together under the scorching sun.
He rushed back to the big tree as if his backside was on fire, took off his straw hat and fanned himself with it.
"I said it brings glory to the ancestors."
Is there any way to avoid having to work?
"Working in this weather is just too miserable."
Song Jingzhou was half-paralyzed on the tree root, with his legs crossed and a nonchalant attitude.
"You're going to suffer like this?"
“You went to the toilet five times in just one morning.”
"I went to get water three times."
"You've only been working quietly for less than five minutes, and you're already suffering?"
"What exactly did you come to the countryside for?"
Hearing the other party's scolding, even Su Qingci, who was thick-skinned, felt a little embarrassed.
Do you think I wanted to come here? If I hadn't really had no other choice, do you think I would have gone to the countryside?
My mother has already been sent to the countryside since I took over this position, what am I supposed to do?
"I think I'm better suited to be a security guard."
"Pour yourself a cup of tea, sit still, and leave when it's time to go."
"You mean those old men who only have three teeth left, the kind of gatekeepers in towns and counties?"
"What can they do?"
"I'm much better than them."
Song Jingzhou leisurely fanned himself with a palm-sized leaf.
"Don't even think about it. If you ask me, you should just find someone to marry and let someone support you. That's more practical than being a security guard."
"In this city, jobs are so scarce that there's a huge number of able-bodied young men who can't find work."
"It's not like you said, using an old man with only three teeth left as a security guard."
You must be dreaming.
As he spoke, Song Jingzhou seemed to suddenly become interested in gossip.
"That guy surnamed Feng from last time, wasn't he pretty good? Why didn't you like him?"
"Oh, you mean that old man? I don't want an old man. What's the point of an old man?"
Song Jingzhou felt a lump in his throat. "An old man? Isn't he 26?"
"26 isn't old? I'm not even 18 yet, and he could be my dad if he's a few years older."
"What age is suitable for someone who is 18?"
"Equipped with 16..."
"What? 16?"
"I haven't finished yet, about 16 to 20 is about right."
Su Qingci grinned lewdly, "The smaller the better, hehe, I like small ones."
"Ideally, he'd be the kind of 'little wolf dog' who'd pounce on his older sister."
Elva Hsiao once said that men are no longer useful after the age of 25.
Song Jingzhou didn't know who Elva Hsiao was, but he was inwardly panicking.
I did the math, and he'll be 25 in two years. He'll be useless soon.
"And you?"
"I don't think you rely on work points for a living, so supporting a wife shouldn't be a problem. What kind of woman are you looking for?"
"Hey, I'm asking you!"
"Oh, well, you can't just pick any wife."
"My standards are: she can do laundry, cook, take care of children, dress well, earn money, and take care of the family. She should be self-reliant, have a small dowry, maintain a good figure after childbirth, be understanding and reasonable, take good care of her in-laws, be generous and magnanimous, never get angry during arguments, be beautiful and fragrant, and be virtuous and dignified..."
"Alright, alright, stop talking."
Su Qingci interrupted Song Jingzhou's long speech.
"You should just go to the wishing well and be a turtle."
"Do you know why not? Because the turtles in the wishing well were so scared when they heard you make a wish that they moved away overnight."
"The kind of woman you're describing probably only exists in ghost stories."
"Hearing this makes even me, a woman, want to find a wife."
"You call me shameless? Look at yourself, what a pathetic sight you are."
"Besides, didn't your parents go to the Western Paradise to enjoy their blessings long ago? And you still want to take care of your in-laws and keep them healthy?"
"Go to Buddha for help?"
Song Jingzhou ignored Su Qingci's incessant chatter and pulled out a can of yellow peaches from behind him.
It opened with a "pop".
She gracefully removed the spoon from her ear.
A small, fair hand reached out with lightning speed.
"Hey, hey hey~"
"Let go, let go, the soup is spilling."
Su Qingci grinned, "Give it to me, I'll give you the money."
Before he could even start eating, the jar and spoon were snatched away.
"I never said I was going to sell it."
"Here, leave some for me."
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After working for four or five days, the commune members finally delivered all the soybeans to the warehouse.
The entire production team was filled with joy.
Soybeans are a wonderful thing; they can be stir-fried, made into tofu, sprouted, used to make soybean paste, ground into soybean flour, and even pressed into soybean oil…
Towards the end of the year, people from surrounding towns who were on government-supplied grain rations would come and exchange all sorts of good things for it.
This year, thanks to favorable weather conditions, the soybean harvest has been excellent.
After deducting the grain tax that had to be paid, each household could still receive a considerable amount.
Overjoyed, Liu Dazhu and Luo Pingwei announced that everyone had worked hard these past few days and would have a day off.
The early rice harvest will begin tomorrow.
Three newly arrived educated youths at the educated youth settlement made plans to go to the commune to buy things together.
Most of the former educated youth wanted to take a good nap on this day off.
Su Qingci, however, had the idea of going to the county town.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter now, it would be great if we could find more antiques.
Upgrade the farm's time to refresh 12 hours a day.
Then I can go inside and sleep every night.
In the countryside this season, it's not only hot and humid, but there are also so many mosquitoes that burning a mosquito coil is completely useless.
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