The depressing atmosphere in the Youth League Institute was unbearable for both Liu Yao and Wang Jiandong, two lively and talkative people.
I quickly packed up and went to work, wanting to escape this suffocating environment.
The new educated youth were all fine, as they had just arrived at the Daliu team. Everyone knew that no matter how long it took, it would never be their turn, and there was little hope. The old educated youth did not take these people seriously.
Apart from the competitors in the team, the most competitive people in the Youth League Home are the educated youth like Wu Guifang and Zhao Jianshe who have lived in the countryside for many years.
When Ning Xiyue was packing up her things, she saw that the harmonious scene among the old educated youth was gone forever, and the smiles in their eyes were full of vigilance.
It can be seen that everyone is thinking about that unknown indicator.
She should just pack up and go to work. This atmosphere is so suffocating.
But after Ning Xiyue went to work, she found that the aunts in their gossip group were all discussing this matter.
During the break, Aunt Liu pulled Ning Xiyue aside and asked.
"Yue girl, have you heard? There's a quota for workers, peasants and soldiers to go to university in the team. Many people are talking about it. I'm going to ask my children to apply for it. If they succeed, they can become college students and live in the city and eat commercial grain."
Ning Xiyue, who was drinking water, opened her eyes wide: Oh, it has been spread that the team already has a target, this rumor is getting more and more outrageous.
Aunt Zhao echoed this and told me a piece of gossip that she had heard from somewhere:
"Yes, I heard that too. I heard that the team leader wants to select comrades who work most diligently, are educated, have ideas, don't cause trouble, and contribute to the team."
When Ning Xiyue heard Aunt Zhao's words, she thought it was a trick passed down by the captain and other cadres to make everyone work seriously.
With such a condition, those in the team who want to compete for indicators will work hard to perform during this period of time.
What a cunning old man!
Aunt Qian asked curiously, "Xiyue, do you want to fight for it?"
The four aunts stared at Ning Xiyue, waiting for her answer.
"Aunts, you're joking. I only look forward to a peaceful and stable life in the Daliu team. I don't want anything else that doesn't belong to me. Moreover, this matter is still unrealistic. If I don't want to think about those empty things, I won't participate. It's quite fun to go to work and chat with the aunts."
It’s also good to have one less competitor among the younger generation.
The four aunts all greeted Ning Xiyue with smiles.
Aunt Zhang nodded. "That's right. Your family is well off. Maybe one day you'll find a job in the city and return home like the educated youth did before."
Aunt Liu: "I'm not saying anything, but it's more fun when we chat together before going to work."
At this time, Aunt Yang Liu came over, and everyone's attention immediately shifted to Aunt Yang Liu. They all gathered around her to ask if the story was true.
"I don't know where you got this information from, but I can tell you today that this matter depends on the actions of our team members."
Aunt Yang Liu looked at the excited faces of the people who gathered around her. She wanted to laugh, but she held it back and said loudly:
"If the members work hard, do their jobs diligently, and perform well, and our public grain is rated first-class again this year, then we have a chance to become an advanced collective, and your dreams will come true. If you don't work hard, forget about fighting for a spot, you'll get nothing."
"I get it, I get it. It's just about working hard. They're young and have plenty of energy, so they'll definitely be able to do it."
No matter whether it is true or not, it won’t hurt to try hard. What if you get it?
This is the voice of all the aunts present.
After the aunts left, Aunt Yang Liu stopped Ning Xiyue and gave her some instructions.
"Xiyue, don't get involved with them. There's no evidence of this matter. I don't know who spread it, and they spread it so meticulously. Your uncle and the others are just guessing."
Aunt Yang Liu looked at the people around her, then leaned over to Ning Xiyue's ear and whispered, "If the team really gets a spot, it will be after everyone comes out and we're judging. There's no point trying to get one now. This is just a trick your Uncle Dawei and the others use to motivate everyone to work hard."
"Don't worry, auntie. I won't get involved. My life is good now. I won't force anything else. I just want to live well in the present."
She didn't even have time to escape from the battlefield of fighting, let alone get involved. She just wanted to stay away and watch the show quietly.
She had to admire Xia Zhipeng. The conflicts and concerns were diverted in this way, causing everyone to panic.
After work, it was Chen Yechu's turn to cook again. Ning Xiyue originally thought that she could go back to the Youth League Home to watch a play, but before she could even sit down, Wu Guifang called her to the back of the house.
The place they went to was outside her small kitchen, where Chen Yechu was talking to Yu Zhiyu and Xia Zhipeng.
Seeing this place, Ning Xi was filled with dismay. Why did everyone like to come here to talk?
Inwardly, he called out to Tongzi: "Little Turtle, please help me check if there is anyone here."
"Don't worry, host, there's no one."
After hearing the system's answer, Ning Xiyue felt relieved. There weren't so many people who happened to be there by coincidence.
"Xiyue, come and eat some wild grapes. I found a wild grape vine when I went to work today. I didn't expect there were two bunches of grapes on it. Eat it quickly, it's so sweet." Wu Guifang smiled and took out a small bunch of wild grapes from her pocket and handed it to Ning Xiyue.
Ning Xiyue's mouth was salivating as she saw the wild grapes that were the size of blueberries and were dark purple. She took Wu Guifang's hand and picked two to taste. They were slightly sweet and tasted pretty good.
"Thank you, Sister Guifang. What can I do for you?"
Sister Guifang was also straightforward and didn't beat around the bush with her: "It's like this, Xiyue, isn't this the recent issue of the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University quota? I just wanted to ask what your plans are."
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