Song Guangming had no idea what they were up to. They were almost done with their work and were waiting for them to load the truck and go back for dinner when they suddenly came over for no reason.
“Speak,” Song Guangming said, looking at her.
Zhou Jingjing was actually quite afraid of Song Guangming, but when she thought about what Ye Wei had said earlier, she felt a bit more emboldened.
"Captain, I heard there's a village nearby where educated youth who don't want to work in the fields don't have to go. Is that true?" Zhou Jingjing asked directly.
Song Guangming frowned.
"Is it true?" Zhou Jingjing asked again when he didn't speak for a while.
“Yes,” Song Guangming nodded.
The village Zhou Jingjing mentioned was the poorest production brigade in the entire Qingping County.
That village was unlike their Qingshan Brigade; it was located on a plain with mountains and water.
The production brigade there had a very harsh environment. The whole village was located on a mountain, and the roads were difficult to travel. Every time we went to the city, we had to set off before dawn and might not be able to get back until dark.
With limited land and a large population, all living on hillsides, some fields are inaccessible even to oxcarts during spring planting and autumn harvest. Fertilizer must be carried up the fields by people, basket by basket.
Even now, people still starve to death from time to time.
Song Guangming didn't immediately realize that Zhou Jingjing asked this because she didn't want to work in the fields.
“There’s a village where all the educated youth are out of work,” Song Guangming said, looking at her. “Why are you asking?”
"Why am I asking this?" Zhou Jingjing suddenly raised her voice. "Why is it that we, as fellow educated youth, can not work, while we have to stand here in the sun?"
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