Chapter 85: The Intelligent Educated Youth (End)
When Yan Xia regained consciousness, he found himself standing upright, with his head touching the ceiling and the soles of his feet touching the bed, and he was completely unable to move.
In the sea of knowledge.
[Another person]: “???”
[Another person]: "What did you do while I was asleep?"
No one answered his question directly, so Ms. Su just sent him a video.
Yan Xia opened the consciousness and saw himself lying on the bed with smoke coming out of it, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.
Yan Xia: “…………”
No wonder he felt a little hot when he was drowsy last night. His emotions were burning.
He must have been frozen when he was chasing wild boars with his head bare during the day. At that time, he felt his scalp was so cold that it chilled his whole body.
How many degrees would it be if someone fainted from fever? Yan Xia was just about to forward the video to Brother Fo when he heard the old man in the video say, "It looks like he's about to be cremated."
Yan Xia: “…………”
He is my biological father.
Although it does look similar, why should I say it out loud?
This time the video was stuck for a long time. Yan Xia's body couldn't move, but his mind was not idle. He directly transferred the video to Brother Fo.
The guy took a while longer than a video to reply, and it was obvious that he had finished watching it.
【Namo Amitabha】: "Amitabha."
[Another person]: “???”
Why do you keep reading your own nickname?
[Namo Amitabha]: "It's okay, you can ignore it. I'm just adding some merit to myself."
Yan Xia: “………………”
I get it, I just tried to hold back my laughter.
[Another person]: "This is really not a question you set?"
【Namo Amitabha】: "There is no such setting. It should be a material problem."
When people have a fever, smoke comes out. Who would add this weird setting? Even if some species in the bureau are not human, they still have the common sense they should have.
Yan Xia is only responsible for submitting bugs, and the subsequent matters are none of his business.
After he felt his body could move, he asked Brother Buddha what temperature his fever was last night before his consciousness left. He actually lost his consciousness.
【Namo Amitabha】: "43.1℃."
[Another person]: “…………”
[Another person]: "Awesome!"
He actually burned the thermometer off the charts.
[Namo Amitabha]: "Many materials can only adapt to the normal body temperature of the human body."
What this means is that it is normal to have problems with burning.
[Another person]: "My fever wasn't this high a few days ago."
It was within the normal range of human fever, but a thin layer of smoke was also coming out at that time.
Unfortunately, he restarted too quickly at that time and there is no video record.
After asking a few more questions about the two fever experiences, Brother Fo stopped talking. It was obvious that he was working seriously.
Yan Xia's consciousness also withdrew from the sea of knowledge. He pushed the door open and found that the other three people in the family were already sitting at the dining table and preparing to eat.
Yan Xia complained: "Why didn't you call me?"
Ms. Su said righteously: "If you can't move, it's useless to call you. If you can move, you will come even if I don't call you."
Yan Xia: “…………”
It made so much sense that he had no way to refute it.
Yan Xia picked up his own bowl and ate his rice. He felt particularly hungry every time he had a fever.
Su Wenyin asked casually, "Did you ask your brother? How high is his fever?"
Yan Xia said in a hurry: "More than 43 degrees."
Upon hearing this number, the expressions of the other three people at the table were surprisingly consistent.
Su Wenyin: "So you didn't faint from the burn, you burned away."
Anyway, they are all unconscious, and Yan Xia doesn't know which one he is, but...
Yan Xia looked at his brother, "Did you really not notice anything?"
Yan Ji paused for two seconds before saying, "I'm somewhat conscious and feel quite warm."
Yan Xia was silent.
I treat you as my elder brother, and you treat me as a stove.
Yan Ji: "Next time, go out with a bald head. I will pay attention to you at night."
Yan Xia gritted her teeth and said, "There won't be a next time."
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In order to avoid being treated as a monkey when he went out, Yan Xia did not go out for several days, and he did not even go when the wild boars were divided.
The wild boar is not big, so it is not realistic for a group of people to share it.
So after it was carried down the mountain, the team leader decided to include it in the share of pigs slaughtered during the New Year.
Those who want wild boar meat can ask for it first, and those who don’t want it can wait until the New Year pig is slaughtered to share it.
As newly arrived educated youth, Yan Xia and his companions did not get a large share of the meat from the pig slaughtered during the New Year. However, he was also the main force in this wild boar hunt. With the two factors combined, he was able to get a better share in the end.
A few days after the wild boars were divided, snow fell again. This time the snow was not heavy, but it lasted longer.
The team is also starting to slaughter pigs for the New Year.
The annual slaughter of pigs is like distributing grain. In the eyes of the villagers, it is a happy event worthy of a good meal.
After staying at home for a few days, Yan Xia ran out to join in the fun. As he guessed, after the villagers had new and exciting gossip, they would no longer focus their attention on him.
The place where pigs were slaughtered was surrounded by three layers of walls, and many children were held up and sat on the shoulders of their parents. He was not afraid and watched with his hands and feet dancing.
As the big fat pig's grunts were heard, the festive atmosphere became stronger and stronger.
After slaughtering the pigs and distributing the meat, every household was preparing for the New Year. Although the weather outside was cold, there was a constant stream of people going to the commune every day.
As the year draws to a close, the supply and marketing cooperatives’ products become increasingly in short supply.
Although Yan Xia and his friends brought a lot of things, there was certainly nothing to create a New Year atmosphere.
For example, red paper firecrackers.
Although we are leaving soon, it is still the New Year, so we still have to post the couplets and set off the firecrackers.
Therefore, Yan Xia and his family also joined the purchasing team. Although they knew they might not be able to win, the main thing was to participate.
That day, the family went out very early and met many villagers on the way.
Of course we walked together when we met. When there were many people, there was a lot to talk about, and before we knew it, we arrived at the commune.
Because we arrived very early, the supply and marketing cooperative was not open yet.
But even if the door was not open, there were still a lot of people around.
Yan Xia looked at the huge crowd and sighed: "Are there so many people every day?"
An aunt from the Pingtan Brigade nearby said, "Of course, there are so many every day. If someone can't buy it today, they can come tomorrow. If they can't buy it tomorrow, they can come the day after tomorrow. Anyway, there's nothing to do at home."
Yan Xia was a little hesitant: "I don't think we have to buy those little things."
Su Wenyin crossed her arms and said, "I'm here now."
Just as the mother and son finished their conversation, there was a commotion among the crowd ahead.
As soon as the door of the supply and marketing cooperative opened, Yan Xia felt like a small fish in a school of sardines, being pushed to the front.
The key point is that not only the people at the back wanted to squeeze forward, but the people on the left and right also wanted to squeeze forward. As they squeezed and squeezed, there were a few moments when Yan Xia felt that his feet were off the ground.
Yan Xia struggled to squeeze in the crack, and turned around to see that his elder brother and father had withdrawn from the battlefield at some point and were standing by the roadside, watching them leisurely.
Yan Xia: “!!!”
Insidious, don’t call him when you go out!
Yan Xia looked forward again and saw that Ms. Su had rushed to the front at some point and was jostling with some other aunts, with their movements being equally agile.
Yan Xia: “!!!”
Ms. Su is so majestic.
Then, after the mighty Ms. Su grabbed something and paid for it, she handed it directly to her child who was a few steps away, "Take it out first!"
Yan Xia took the thing, held it tightly in his arms, and tried hard to squeeze out.
After finally squeezing out, he subconsciously looked up and touched his hair.
Well, the hair is still there, but I don’t know when two buttons of the cotton jacket were missing.
Yan Xia returned to his father and elder brother, and said in a gloomy tone: "You guys seem to be quite relaxed?"
Yan Feiyue came closer and whispered, "Having your mother is enough."
Yan Xia looked at Ms. Su who was fighting with a group of middle-aged women and nodded with lingering fear.
His feet were almost off the ground just now, and after Ms. Su rushed to the front, she still had the energy to snatch things from others. She is worthy of being the pillar of the family.
Su. Pillar of the family. Wen Yin came back with a bunch of trophies, and Yan Feiyue stepped forward to take them.
Su Wenyin sighed, "It's almost time, let's go home."
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At home.
The cleaning was completed a few days ago, and the yard has been clean these days.
Although it was just a temporary residence, the necessary sense of ceremony was still there, and Ms. Su grabbed a lot of red paper.
Yan Xia moved the dining table to the yard and took out a brush and ink: "Each of you write one."
Su Wenyin: "Why write so much? Just post it on the gate of the yard."
Yan Xia: "That's too monotonous. Put one on each door. I'll count them later. If there are extra ones, put one on the toilet too."
The other three members of the Yan family: “…………”
Yan Ji: "Post what you wrote."
Yan Xia curled her lips: "I'll write it if I want to!"
The preparations were completed one after another, and soon it was New Year's Eve. The couplets written earlier had also dried.
Early in the morning, in the small house at the foot of the mountain, although it was remote, it was lively with a family of four together.
Su Wenyin made some confusion and handed the job of pasting the couplets to her two sons. After Yan Xia's insistence, the toilet location was finally pasted.
Yan Xia ignored the indescribable looks from the other three people in the family and felt happy alone.
After pasting the couplets, Yan Xia was busy preparing dinner.
Throughout the entire day, there was smoke from cooking in this small house.
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afternoon.
In the brigade, the sound of firecrackers was heard one after another, and after the firecrackers, they could eat the New Year’s Eve dinner.
In the house at the foot of the mountain, Yan Xia also took a burning stick and lit the cannon on the ground.
He was not very skilled, and when he ordered and ran away, he left the wooden stick there.
Su Wenyin saw it and shouted, "Pick it up after you put it away, don't set the house on fire."
Yan Xia heard it and gave him a look that said "Do you look like a fool?"
Yan Ji passed by with a charcoal basin and gave a look: "Resembling."
Yan Xia: “…………”
After the cannon was fired, Yan Xia took three or two steps forward, picked up the small wooden stick, and threw it into the charcoal basin that Yan Ji was holding. The stick immediately started smoking and smoked Yan Ji's face.
Yan Ji: “…………”
Yan Xia laughed twice and ran away.
Su Wenyin: "Don't be naughty."
Yan Xia gave his mother a very happy expression.
While everyone was arguing, the meal was served.
Although the family had actually been together in the last world, the last New Year's Eve was more than ten years ago.
This day is different from any other day after all.
Compared to the last time, there is no TV here, not even electricity, but people are still here.
The room was warm, but outside it had started snowing again without anyone noticing.
Before starting to eat, Su Wenyin called her grandfather Su via video.
But the old man said...
While you were eating, I showed my face in the video. I didn’t know and you might have thought we were holding a memorial ceremony. It’s unlucky.
After saying that, he hung up the video.
Yan Xia leaned his arms on the table and thought that his grandfather was indeed a very cool old man with such unique ideas.
Being interrupted by Grandpa Su, Ms. Su was so sad that she couldn't even say anything.
Ingredients are limited these days, and even though we were busy all day, there were less than ten dishes on the table.
But the most important thing is the presence of people, the food comes second.
The New Year’s Eve dinner lasted from dawn to dusk.
After putting down his chopsticks, Yan Xia slumped in his chair, glanced at the dirty dishes piled up on the table, his pupils rolled around, and he yawned, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep first."
As a result, he failed to escape and was grabbed by Yan Feiyue: "It's your turn to wash the dishes today."
Yan Xia: “…………”
Why do you remember it so clearly?
Yan Xia made a "tsk" sound and resigned himself to washing the dishes, which were several times more than usual.
After lying down, Yan Xia wanted to stay up till the New Year, but he accidentally fell asleep.
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New Year's Day, a new year.
While other families were busy visiting relatives and friends during the New Year, Yan Xia and his family were busy packing their luggage. At the same time, the team leader also received a notice from four educated youth to return to the city.
Tan Dazhi looked at the documents sent to him in surprise: "Are they all going back?"
How can such things happen together?
Tan Kangshun: "If the document says so, then it is correct."
So, when Yan Xia and his friends showed up at the brigade with their bags, the villagers realized that the four educated youth were actually going back to the city! !
Let’s go back to the city together!!
But I was only surprised for a moment. Everyone knew that the educated youth would have to return to the city sooner or later, but I didn't expect them to leave after only a few months. I felt reluctant to let them go.
After all, among all the educated youth who came, there was no one as special as Xiao Yan.
It is particularly noteworthy that Yan Xia and his team have been back in the bureau for a long time, but there are still legends about him in the Pingtan Brigade.
Specifically manifested in...
Whenever a new educated youth came, the villagers would subconsciously look at the top of their heads.
At first, the new educated youth were confused, but later they learned that there was such an educated youth in Pingtan Brigade.
He is a handsome, positive and sunny intellectual young man, but he has no hair.
He is incredibly skilled and can even carry a person and outrun a brown bear.
He can also imitate animal calls and can scare away brown bears.
He is hardworking and has a sharp mind.
But the villagers don’t know that he is actually so artificial in every world.
All so impressive.
The Intelligent Educated Youth (End)
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