Winter in Northeast China is completely different from that in the south.
On the dirt road from Qikou Village through the wetland, a large group of educated youth, wrapped up like bears, were looking at the endless snowfield with great joy.
"Where are the wetlands and grasslands here?"
"It would be more beautiful if there were more forests. That would be the real forest and snow plain!"
Chen Beilei, Bao Zhihui and other educated youth who had lived in Northeast China for a few years were better off, but Ren Lijuan, Lu Li and other dozens of female educated youth from Shanghai kept exclaiming in amazement all the way.
Some female educated youth took advantage of the team leader's inattention, held each other's hands, and secretly left the team and ran out of the dirt road.
They stamped their feet curiously, carefully testing the hardness of the ice beneath their feet.
In this area of the wetland, except for the dirt road, all places are covered with a shallow layer of water.
They have all turned into an even stronger layer of ice under the strong temperature in Northeast China.
"Ah, tread lightly!"
“Ice is the tenderest.”
Tu Hongbing ran onto the ice silently, jumped high with his tall body, and then landed heavily on the ice.
The surrounding southern girls were so frightened that they screamed and ran towards the dirt road.
"Run slower!"
Chu Miaohong shouted hurriedly, but it was too late.
Several southern girls slipped, their calves circled in the air like windmills, and then they fell on the ice with screams.
The more timid female educated youth even endured the pain in their buttocks and dared not move after falling.
I was afraid that the ice beneath me would crack in the next second.
Seeing this, several female educated youth around burst into laughter and immediately lost their balance.
When the first female educated youth lost her balance, she subconsciously grabbed the people around her, and a group of people fell to the ground.
The sounds of ouch and laughter echoed far away on the ice.
They finally experienced firsthand how solid the ice is in the Northeast winter.
When the first snowball was thrown out, the group of people who had been in an orderly formation immediately dispersed.
A brutal snowball fight broke out immediately.
Among them were the educated youth from the Red Flag Platoon who had spent several years in Northeast China.
In the Northeast, you can be humble about other things, but you really cannot be humble about two things.
One is drinking and the other is playing snowballs.
Chen Shuang is a young man from the south. This is the first time in his life that he has seen such thick snow around him.
I remember the snowball fights I had with my friends in previous years, where we would get beaten to a bloody pulp while fighting for the thin layer of snow on the ground.
Even if he could make a snowball bigger than his fist, he would be proud for the whole day.
Given the current environment, he could create a snowball bigger than his head in just a few minutes by just stretching out his hand.
He couldn't bring himself to kill the female educated youth traveling with him, so he set his sights on Tu Hongbing, who was more familiar to him...
Tu Hongbing's eyes lit up instantly after being hit by a large snowball.
As a native of Northeast China, he was a little uncomfortable being with so many educated youth from the south.
But this snowball attack from Chen Shuang finally awakened his nature.
First, a piece of snow as big as a bucket was thrown directly over.
Then the 1.80-meter-tall Tu Hongbing rushed forward howling.
Chen Shuang, who originally had a playful smile on his face, was stunned for a moment.
Oh my god, can you just start playing snowball fights right away?
Tu Hongbing, you committed a foul!!!
We in the South don’t practice such barbarism...
Unfortunately, before Chen Shuang could shout out this sentence, he suddenly felt himself flying into the air, upside down.
Tu Hongbing laughed and pushed him into the snow pile on the side of the road.
Most of the person had disappeared, leaving only two short legs jumping around outside the snow pile.
Kou Shihong can now be considered half Northeasterner. When he was in the fifth company, he was not very good at playing snowball fights, but he loved to play.
Of course, in the end he always plays a role like Chen Shuang.
He saw Tu Hongbing stuffing Chen Shuang into the snow pile, and immediately rushed over with a big block of snow - he wanted to bury Chen Shuang again.
There was no need for anyone to call them. A group of old educated youth, including Xue Zhanhong, who was not very familiar with Chen Shuang, also rushed forward "with enthusiasm".
If they fail to bury you tightly within ten seconds, then they have wasted several years in the Northeast.
Zhang Hongcheng was just about to call these people back. They were okay as they had stayed in the Northeast for a long time.
But if these educated youth who had just arrived in Northeast China, especially the female ones, played snowball fights too much, they might fall ill.
But just as he opened his mouth, a beautiful snowball was quietly stuffed into his big mouth.
Looking at Chu Miaohong who ran away with a smile, Zhang Hongcheng was speechless.
She's already a 40-year-old girl in her two lifetimes combined, and she's still so naughty?!
No, she must know the mistake of doing this!
Zhang Hongcheng opened his mouth wide and rushed over yelling - he wanted to return the snow in his mouth to the beauty.
Chu Miaohong accidentally fell into Zhang Hongcheng's trap.
Originally, Zhang Hongcheng was chasing her slowly, but when they went around a snow pile, he suddenly sped up and hugged her.
Pah, the almost melted snow foam doesn’t taste good at all!
A few seconds later, Chu Miaohong, with a red face, ran out from behind the snow pile, chasing Zhang Hongcheng all the way.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when the group arrived at the wetland camp.
Fortunately, Wang Fengzhi brought the Red and Green Team here half a month ago and renovated the house and other facilities.
The small wind turbine that has been in storage for two years is also whirring.
The barracks in the wetland originally housed a PLA company, so there were enough houses and kangs.
Wang Fengzhi and Xia Juan had already brought people to fumigate the house using the recipe left by Chu Miaohong.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com