Southwest laughed. That's just how mischievous Nannan is. She grabbed Tang Xiaoling and started walking away. If they didn't leave soon, they'd be late for work.
Tang Xiaoling followed Southwest, but she was secretly hoping that one day she would also get mud stuck to her face.
No wonder Nan Nan has such good skin, it turns out it's all thanks to the mud masks! I just wonder how often she applies them.
Grandma Yan watched Nan Nan wash her face, changing basin after basin of water and scrubbing with soap several times, still washing non-stop.
Seeing Yan Xiaonan's flushed face, Grandma Yan snatched the towel from her hand and asked with concern, "Baby, what happened to your poop today? Tell Grandma, who did it?"
Yan Xiaonan always felt like her face smelled of chicken poop. Oh well, she decided to go soak in a hot spring in the mountains later.
"Grandma, I did it myself." Yan Xiaonan walked into the main room; she was looking for face cream to apply.
Grandma Yan and Cuihua followed them inside. Yan Xiaonan said while applying face cream, "Grandma, I wanted to go to town with Beinan, but Beinan said town is too chaotic, so I put on mud instead."
Yan Xiaoqiang was unhappy. Bei Nan was just asking for a beating; he even lied to his own sister.
Yan Xiaonan looked at her father and said, "Dad, you believe me, right?"
Yan Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded very naturally; of course his daughter believed him.
“Bei Nan will definitely be more successful than your eldest and second eldest brothers in the future. Dad, you treat Bei Nan the same way you treat your eldest and second eldest brothers.”
Yan Xiaoqiang was a little stunned: "Nannan, didn't you say Beinan was heartless when you were a kid? How come you're saying Beinan is successful now?"
Yan Xiaonan "....."
"Dad, when I was little I probably wanted to say that Bei Nan was 'scheming,' but I guess I couldn't say the 'scheming' part, so it just became 'black-hearted.'"
"Being cunning isn't good either," Yan Xiaoqiang said stubbornly.
"Dad, Bei Nan's cunning is only outward." Dad is so hard to deal with.
Yan Xiaoqiang was a little unhappy. He really wanted to hear what his daughter had to say, but he felt just stifled.
Grandma Yan understood and was impressed by her granddaughter's thoughtfulness. As the saying goes, harmony in the family brings prosperity in all things. She suggested that she have a good talk with Qiangzi when she had the chance.
Yan Xiaonan was in a hurry to go up the mountain and hurriedly said to her grandmother, "Grandma, I won't be back for lunch, so don't wait for me."
Watching Yan Xiaonan run off in a flash, Grandma Yan shook her head and closed the courtyard gate. There were two piglets in the house, so she had to make sure the gate was closed properly.
Just as the door was about to close, Zhongzi darted out and chased after Yan Xiaonan in the direction she had run.
Yan Xiaonan saw eight educated youths pulling weeds, their movements varied greatly—some squatted, some bent over, and some sat on the ground. Yan Xiaonan smiled.
I've pulled weeds myself, but you absolutely need a shovel in your hand, otherwise your hands will get blisters after a day of weeding.
Children from the city probably don't understand, but someone will tell them.
Yan Xiaonan ran towards the hot springs in the mountains, occasionally touching his face. He was really going all out today.
Finally, Yan Xiaonan smelled the sulfur. She closed her eyes and let her consciousness wander. The only sounds around the hot spring were the swirling steam and the hypnotic sound of flowing water. It was so quiet.
Yan Xiaonan took off her coat and, wearing a bib like the Fuwa dolls in New Year paintings, jumped into the water.
By the end of September, the weather was starting to get cooler. The flowing water in the hot spring pool made Yan Xiaonan feel completely relaxed; that kind of "Ge You lying down" position was just too comfortable.
Compared to Yan Xiaonan, who was enjoying soaking in the hot springs, the other educated youth had already begun to complain.
Tian Fang suggested going to the village chief, explaining that they were from the city and came to the countryside to support development, not to pull weeds.
Apart from Ye Chenming and Li Qiang, the other six people stood up, but Ye Chenming and Li Qiang both gave their younger sisters a wink.
The four of them grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and Ye Chen'er and Li Ping naturally understood their brother's intention: not to get involved.
Tian Fang led the other three to the village chief, who was weeding with a hoe. When he saw Tian Fang coming, he frowned.
“Village chief, we are educated youth, we are here to help you build the countryside, not to pull weeds,” Tian Fang said matter-of-factly.
Village Chief Ma straightened up and looked at Tian Fang with a smile: "Oh, so how do you plan to build it?"
Upon hearing that there was a chance, Tian Fang was overjoyed and said, "We can be teachers and teach the children to read and write."
“We can also do accounting, help you with writing and calculating,” Wang Yan added.
Village Chief Ma looked at Liu Limin and Zhang Dali: "Where are you two?"
Liu Limin saw the village chief's bright smile, but there was no real joy in his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.
"I will follow the village chief's instructions."
Oh ho, he's clever.
His eyes then turned to Zhang Dali, who snapped to attention and gave the village chief a crisp military salute.
“Village chief, a single spark can start a prairie fire. We are all intellectuals, and we can use our knowledge to build up the countryside.”
The village chief put down his hoe, pulled Zhang Dali over with one hand, and pointed to the weeds on the ground with the other, asking:
"Intellectuals, let me ask you: Why do we weed? Why do we cultivate deeply? In which month do we sow? In which month do we harvest?"
Zhang Dali and the others were dumbfounded; these things didn't seem to be in the book.
Village Chief Ma then asked, "How much land is there here? What is the yield per acre? Besides wheat, what other crops do we grow here?"
"How to cultivate the land? How to nourish the soil? When to water? When to fertilize?"
All four people were petrified.
"In rural areas, besides farming, all you do is raise pigs. How many meals a day do piglets eat? How many meals a day do adult pigs eat? What does it mean when a pig grunts? What does it mean when a pig squeals?"
Looking at the several pale-faced young men, Village Chief Ma continued:
“Your educated youth settlement was set up by a few of us from the countryside. Tell me, how many bricks and how much wood does it take to build a house? Why can you burn firewood on the kang (heated brick bed) you sleep on?”
Liu Limin bowed to Village Chief Ma: "Village Chief, I was wrong, I'll go pull the weeds."
The village chief watched Liu Limin turn and leave, and nodded to himself.
Then he said to the remaining three people, "If you feel that you cannot use your talents here, I will send you back."
The three men's faces went from ashen to blood red, and then from blood red to deathly pale. Would there be any good place to go if they went back? They would definitely be sent to an even more barren place.
The three of them followed Liu Limin's example, bowed to Village Chief Ma, turned around and left, obediently going to pull weeds.
While pulling weeds was one thing, the anger in one's heart still needed to be vented on someone.
Wang Yan looked at Li Ping and Ye Chen'er: "Why didn't you guys come with us just now?"
Ye Chen'er scoffed, "Why should we go with you if you're going to do something foolish?"
Wang Yan “...”
Tian Fang spoke up: "Wang Yan, why are you asking them? They're the descendants of professors, they're very cultured."
Li Ping said, "Yes, we are educated, so we don't do anything foolish."
Tian Fang "..."
Ye Chenming smiled bitterly to himself. He had only come here to avoid trouble, but unexpectedly, things turned sour, and their friendship had capsized so quickly.
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