"You don't have to explain to me. Just like Comrade Nie said, give an explanation to everyone!" She also knows how to stick to the mass line and do a good job in mass work.
"Don't even think about it." Before Nie Hongshan could speak, Nie Xiaoyu had already started to fly into a rage, and her anger was really uncontrollable.
What do you mean by "give everyone an explanation"? Doesn't it mean that they want her to go to the threshing ground and make a self-criticism in front of all the members?
No way! She wouldn't go, even if she died.
The earth-shattering roar almost made the audience members knock their chins on their hoe handles.
Mo Zhiqing and Captain Nie must have exchanged ten exchanges! Look at Nie Xiaoyu's reaction; she didn't get any favors at all!
Mo Zhiqing is worthy of being an educated youth from the capital, he is so amazing!
I just don't know if the kid from the Yan family can suppress it!
There's nothing you can't control about this, you know what I mean!
"Report it to the County Revolutionary Committee! With so many people watching, she won't be wrongly accused." If she doesn't want to go, then don't go. All roads lead to Rome. How can she be stumped?
The County Revolutionary Committee? How could a girl go there? Judging from what she said, if she went there, it would be okay. I'm afraid she would be skinned alive if not dead.
How will she get married in the future? Will she have to rely on her family to support her for the rest of her life? He, Nie Hongshan, cannot afford to lose face like this.
Although she was wrong, the one who was most at fault was Tian Xiaomei. If she hadn't been quick-witted, things wouldn't have gotten to this point.
What do the members of Comrade Chairman’s poetry club know? Even if there are a few who do, as long as they don’t point it out in the open, everyone will turn a blind eye.
After all, he is the production team leader, in charge of their money, food and work points, so everyone has to give him some face.
The more Nie Hongshan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he even felt like taking his anger out on others.
Then he seemed to have made a decision, put his pipe on his waist, raised his big hand, and slapped Nie Xiaoyu's face with a "pa..."
The sound was so loud that it made your cheeks hurt, but it also succeeded in stunning everyone.
Nie Xiaoyu was also shocked. Her father had actually beaten her, and he had beaten her in front of so many other members. She was going to die! She was going to die!
Covering his face that was numb from the pain, Nie Xiaoyu ran away in broad daylight, in full view of everyone, leaving the stunned crowd with his work points book in his pocket, filled with shame and anger.
This… is like watching a play at the climax, and then the second female lead disappears without a trace. What happens to the extras then? Where can they go with this lingering feeling?
"Nie Xiaoyu's matter is not the Nie family's private matter. As the captain of the third production team, I will never implicate anyone." Nie Hongshan was relieved to see Nie Xiaoyu cooperate and run away, and then said with a selfless and righteous face.
Seeing him like this, Mo Yutong finally understood who Nie Xiaofeng and Nie Xiaoyu were attracted to.
"We all believe in the team leader's selflessness and are even more confident that he will handle matters impartially and will never joke with the future of the entire production team."
In that case, she followed his words, set up the stage, and then waited quietly for what he would do next.
Anyway, the monk can run away but the temple cannot.
In this era when even leaving the house required a letter of introduction, where could a girl of sixteen or seventeen run to, no matter how fast she ran? At best, she would run up a hill and cry a few times, and in the end, she would not be able to go home.
"Yes, we all believe in Captain Nie!" Er Laizi continued to follow Mo Yutong's steps and set the stage higher.
"We believe in the captain!" A little excitement echoed in the hearts of the members, and they couldn't help but cheer.
The rice seedlings are so tall that he can't get down without a ladder!
"There's so much to do in this vast world. Let's all hurry back to the fields and continue to contribute to the development of our country." What could Nie Hongshan do? He could only follow the crowd and boost morale.
After watching the show and receiving encouragement from the production team leader, the members felt that life had more hope. They picked up their hoes and went to the fields in groups of three or four.
Seeing everyone leaving one after another, Nie Hongshan breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was temporarily over.
Then he glanced at Yan Mingli, Yang Feng and others, took a puff of his pipe, and turned around the path with big strides.
"Are you hot?" Seeing that most people had left, Yan Mingli immediately lowered his eyes to look at the little girl and asked softly.
"It's not cold, nor hot, just right!" It was Nie Hongshan who was hot, and it was Nie Xiaoyu who was cold. She was very comfortable with the temperature of 24 degrees.
These two people don't treat them as outsiders at all! At least we have to wait for them to return to the fields!
Young people just can't keep their cool, unlike Yang Feng.
After whispering a few words in Yan Mingli's ear, Yang Feng prepared to retreat back to the sweet potato field.
"I haven't even heard of the poems you teach." The little girl knew a lot, unlike him who didn't even finish elementary school.
"I will teach you too from now on, one by one every night." Mo Yutong's eyes were filled with smiles, and the shimmering light reflected the rippling lake of the boy's heart.
Yang Feng, who was turning around to retreat, almost choked to death on his own saliva when he heard the last few words!
Every night? And teach them individually? I can’t even think about it. It’s so unkind to my body in such a hot day!
In order to prevent more people from hearing, Yang Feng quickly pulled Er Laizi over and said, "You've been attracting more attention today. Come on, go dig the ground."
"I haven't had enough!" This guy should just talk nicely, but why does he like to make moves? He's not tall, but he insists on putting his arm around someone's shoulders.
"If you haven't hoeed enough, then great, this whole land belongs to you, take your time hoeing it." Yang Feng pointed at the remaining land of Yan Mingli and gestured.
“…” Is that what I meant? Okay! That’s what he meant!
Raising the hoe, Er Laizi silently turned the soil.
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