They all heard the cheers of their fellow women. Having grown up in the countryside, they were used to this kind of life. They were happy when the weather was good, and even in bad years, when there was no harvest, they could get through it and wait for the next year.
This autumn, the women in the family compound experienced many difficult moments in their lives.
She watched as others carried back bags of grain, and she too had the opportunity to obtain that grain, but she made the wrong choice and missed it.
"Bonnie, when are we starting the land clearing next year?"
"Bonnie, let's sign up."
"Bonnie, we..."
“Bonnie…”
Bonnie felt surrounded by her own name, and her head was buzzing.
"Quiet down, ladies. This year we've mainly focused on experiments. Now, all the records are out. As for what to do next year, you'll have to ask logistics. I don't know either."
"It's been transferred to logistics, really?"
"It really is, more real than pearls. You should go to the logistics department and ask them how the leaders there are going to arrange it."
Many of the women chose not to listen to what Bonnie said. After a while, a group of people rushed to the logistics department, which was completely surrounded.
Bonnie didn't care about these things. Now that they had the food, it was time to figure out how to eat it. Knowing her own cooking skills were limited, she decided to start by preparing the dough; they'd have steamed buns for lunch. Grabbing a handful of vermicelli, Bonnie took a basin, led Sanqi, and went to find her mother.
What Bonnie didn't expect was that the biologist she had been thinking about was already on his way to the island.
The island was calm and peaceful, but the situation outside the island, while not exactly bloody and turbulent, was not much better. People fell one after another, and one after another left the jobs they loved.
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