Chen Shuning wasn't sure whether to call herself lucky or unlucky.
Her misfortune was that, having had a stable job and a prosperous life, she lost her life in a fire at a newly opened la...
There were cases where inhumane families received subsidies for educated youth but didn't use them on the educated youth who went to the countryside, leading to some educated youth freezing to death. So later, the subsidies for educated youth in Northeast China were changed so that they could be received by the educated youth themselves upon arrival in the local area, upon presenting their educated youth certificates.
At that time, most of the children who could go to the countryside were the ones who were not favored at home, so the eighty yuan and ration coupons made the educated youth very happy, since cotton was hard to buy at that time.
Although she already knew that she and Yang Wanqiu would be assigned to the same commune, Chen Shuning still felt a little uncomfortable when she heard the commune leader pronounce Yang Wanqiu's name immediately after hers.
Besides Yang Wanqiu, Wang Chunni, Xu Laidi, and Yang Xiaohong were also assigned to Qingshan Brigade. Liu Xiangyang, a male educated youth, was the first to stand up and introduce himself. There was also another burly male educated youth, Zhao Qianjin, as well as Wang Wenqi and Zhong Lingling.
However, Wang Wenqi's younger sister, Wang Wenfang, was assigned to another brigade and is currently crying and begging Wang Wenqi to find a solution.
The person who came to pick them up from Qingshan Brigade was a thin, old man, who was said to be the brigade leader.
However, the captain was not in a good mood at the moment.
Looking at the names he had drawn, the old man's brows furrowed so deeply they could almost trap a mosquito. He secretly wondered to himself, although the policies of recent years did not allow feudal superstitions and he could not burn paper money to worship his ancestors, he still went to their graves every year during Qingming Festival to chat with them. Why had his luck been so bad these past two years?
Last year, when there were four educated youths, he drew three women. This year, out of nine, he drew six female educated youths. Not only were they obviously not capable of working, but some of them were also pretty. Who knows, if he brought them back, they might just cause trouble.
How is he going to explain this to the villagers when he goes back? He should have sent that old man Wang Dejin this year.
It's not just that the educated youth didn't like going to the countryside; the villagers didn't want them to come either. They were all incapable of working and had too many problems, especially the female educated youth. They were all incredibly delicate and would complain about this or that when they arrived in the village. Every autumn harvest, two of the female educated youth would fall ill from exhaustion. What could they possibly do?
We can't let them starve to death in the village, and they can't do much work. Coming here would just mean giving them food for nothing. It doesn't seem like a good deal at all.
If they were honest and dutiful, that would be fine; at most, they just wouldn't be able to work. But some female educated youths, relying on their pretty faces, seduced the young men in the village to help them with the work, which made the village aunties, young women, and wives unable to tolerate it.
Those young men were blinded by beauty and couldn't see anything wrong, but the families of the women were not stupid. You didn't want to date the young men, but you also wanted them to do chores for you. Over time, conflicts arose. As a result, the villagers became more and more disgusted with the female educated youth.
Just as Captain Shen was worrying, he turned around and saw the nine educated youths next to Old Gao from the neighboring Qianjin Brigade. The old man immediately smiled.
There were also six girls and three boys. Look at that chubby girl, she's like a little earthenware pot. Tsk tsk tsk, with a height of less than 1.5 meters, she must weigh 150 pounds. Let alone working in the fields, it's questionable whether she can even move her own body.
Didn't you see that the girl was dragging her luggage on the ground? It's such a waste of those bags; they were all good things that could only be bought with coupons at the supply and marketing cooperative. How could she be so wasteful?
Moreover, not to mention the female educated youth, the three male educated youth on our side all seem capable of working, unlike the three male educated youth on the Qianjin Brigade side, who are all skinny and not as strong as the girls in their village.
Seeing this, the old man felt comforted, and he looked at the nine educated youths beside him with much more pleasing eyes. Although one of the girls didn't look light, she wasn't that fat, was she? Indeed, you can't compare people.
Alright, now I'll have something to say even if the villagers ask me when I get back. If anyone dares to say a word, let them go see for themselves at the Qianjin Brigade. My luck is better than that old man Li Wan's.
Then Shen Baogen waved his hand and called out, "All the educated youth of Qingshan Brigade, come over here. Let me give you a brief introduction. I am the brigade leader of Qingshan Brigade. My name is Shen Baogen. You can call me Brigade Leader or Uncle. The first tractor over there belongs to our brigade. Hurry up and get on the tractor. If we leave now, we can still get back to the village before dark."
To be fair, Chen Shuning and his group were quite lucky. Qingshan Brigade was considered a wealthy brigade in the surrounding area. Didn't you see that one of the commune's only three tractors was owned by Qingshan Brigade? The team leader and the Party Secretary were also very upright, and the local customs were good.
Over the years, although there have been occasional conflicts between villagers and educated youth, there have been no instances of villagers ganging up to bully educated youth, as seen in some other villages.
What's even more coincidental is that the tractor from Qingshan Brigade was the same one Chen Shuning rode in when he came. The tractor driver was a kind-looking young man, said to be the youngest son of the village party secretary, named Wang Wenzheng. He was considered the most steady driver among the three tractor drivers.
The return trip to the village was different from when they first arrived at the commune, when a tractor crammed more than twenty people. This time, the tractor back to the village only had nine educated youths and Captain Shen in the back, which made it much more comfortable.
Chen Shuning placed his luggage under his bottom and sat in the front corner of the vehicle. Even if he got carsick, he could vomit directly outside the truck bed. This position was much more comfortable than being sandwiched in the middle when he arrived.
Sitting next to Chen Shuning were Wang Chunni and Xu Laidi, while Yang Xiaohong, who was equally quick-witted and agile, sat in the other corner of the car.
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