After the treatment, Shen Guoliang not only had a rosy complexion, but even the few strands of white hair at his temples turned black.
Shen Guoliang was so happy that he danced with joy: "Dr. Su, did you see that? My hair has turned black! Oh my! It's really... really... if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes... Dr. Su, you are truly a miracle doctor! I am so lucky to have met you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Ruyi felt a heat on the red mole on her palm, and at the same time, a heat between her eyebrows.
Shen Heping sneered behind the two of them, "The fact that Su Zhiqing was able to come and treat your illness today is thanks to the new brigade leader who showed mercy and didn't kill her outright!"
Shen Guoliang's smile instantly froze: "What's going on? The new captain?"
Shen Heping continued coldly, "It was a man named Ding Changsheng. He came with two armed militiamen, kicked open Su Ruyi's door, and threw her bedding outside in the yard! In the middle of the night, he kicked her out and made a new educated youth move into her room!"
Shen Guoliang's mouth dropped open: "What?! Impossible, right? I specifically told him yesterday to take care of Dr. Su, didn't I? Could it be that he misheard me?"
Su Ruyi was starting to understand: "You mean you want him to take care of Su Ruyi? Did you mention my name?"
Shen Guoliang frowned and shook his head vigorously: "How could I speak so incompetently? I told him about a Su educated youth from Haicheng who cured my illness!"
A former educated youth from Haicheng...
Shen Heping and Su Ruyi exchanged a glance and both understood.
Shen Heping said quietly, "Second Uncle, have you ever considered that there might be more than just Su Ruyi among the Su educated youth from Haicheng?"
Shen Guoliang waved his hand: "I've made myself very clear. Su, an educated youth from Haicheng, comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners! How could there be any mistake?"
Su Ruyi murmured, "My family is not a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners."
Shen Heping added: "However, a new educated youth named Su Qiaoqiao from Haicheng has indeed arrived in Dingjiatun Qingshan Team 1. Moreover, her family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners."
"What?!" Shen Guoliang was dumbfounded. "This..."
"Pfft!" Shen Heping couldn't help but laugh. "This Ding Changsheng seems to listen to you, Second Uncle. In order to ensure that Su, the educated youth from the Haicheng family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, had a place to stay, he kicked Ruyi out last night and took over her room!"
Shen Guoliang's old face was now flushed red: "This...this...how could it be such a coincidence? Dr. Su, where did you stay last night?"
Su Ruyi was both amused and exasperated: "My master took pity on me and let me live in his courtyard."
"Oh dear, I... Dr. Su, I didn't mean it! I'll... I'll call him over right away!" Shen Guoliang's old face was completely embarrassed.
As he spoke, he immediately instructed Xiao Zhao to call the headquarters of the Qingshan First Team.
Unexpectedly, no one answered after three attempts.
At this moment, Ding Changsheng, with a megaphone in hand, was already wandering around the field with Su Qiaoqiao.
Su Qiaoqiao has been appointed by him as the scorekeeper.
Now, she was no longer the disheveled girl she was in the morning fight. Instead, she wore a large straw hat, rolled up her sleeves, and arrogantly shouted slogans:
"With grain in hand, one has nothing to fear; with a successful harvest in hand, a bountiful harvest is in sight!"
"Prepare for war and famine for the people, and be the vanguard in the harvest and planting season!"
"With everyone working together, the harvest is swift, and the grains are safely stored away, bringing joy to everyone!"
...
Around 10 a.m., the temperature had already risen to 30°C.
People started sweating profusely after only a few movements.
A young man straightened up and shouted to Ding Changsheng, "Captain, something's wrong with the weather!"
Ding Changsheng was also covered in sweat.
But he glared at him and retorted, "Don't fucking give me excuses! If you don't finish the harvest task, you can forget about getting any work points!"
The young man was a bit of a hothead. Hearing this, he jumped onto the ridge of the field, saw the cooling soup next to him, opened the lid, scooped out a ladleful, and poured it over himself: "Captain, can I at least cool off a bit?"
"You son of a bitch, put it down right now!"
Ding Changsheng's authority was challenged, and he immediately bristled like a fighting rooster, shouting, "This is for people to drink! Who gave you permission to waste it like this?"
"This soup, Doctor Su clearly said, is for drinking before going to the fields to prevent heatstroke. But you insist on making us drink it during lunch break. Aren't you just trying to save those ten minutes or so of carrying water to the fields?" The hothead spat.
"Do you know how much more rice you can harvest in ten minutes?" Ding Changsheng scolded.
"If you want to claim credit at the commune, don't drag the whole village down with you! You can finish your work just fine!" the hothead retorted again.
“You…” Ding Changsheng was sorely offended that he was about to explode with anger. “You waste the village’s water, you pour the drinking water on yourself, this is bourgeois behavior!”
The hothead retorted, "Do the bourgeoisie also work in the fields? It's so hot, can't they let people cool off? Even capitalists aren't as ruthless as you!"
“Su Zhiqing, deduct half of his work points for today.” Ding Changsheng ignored him and turned to Su Qiaoqiao to say.
Su Qiaoqiao nodded obediently: "Captain, what's his name?"
"Ding Sihu. Sihu as in 'four tigers'." Ding Changsheng instructed earnestly.
"Why are you deducting my work points?!" The hotheaded Ding Sihou said, his neck stiff.
"You dare to sabotage the harvest! Say another word, and believe me, I'll send you to the commune's study session!" Ding Changsheng glared at him.
It was Ding Sihou's father, Ding Youliang, who arrived and pulled him back to the field: "He's a new official, and he's just looking for a way to make a name for himself! What are you doing, you idiot?"
The hothead's father was one of the most promising candidates to become the brigade leader, and he was also the Ding Youliang with back pain that Su Ruyi had seen in the village's medical records.
Seeing Ding Sihou being taken away, the people became much more obedient.
But it was so hot that everyone was working much slower.
Su Ruyi returned to Dingjiatun at 10:45.
When Su Ruyi got out of the car, she pulled on the metal door handle of the jeep and felt as if her hand was about to be burned.
She looked up at the sun again.
At this moment, her gaze toward the sun was scorched by the heat wave, and it rippled outwards.
“This weather…” A strange look appeared on her face.
"Why is it so hot today?" Shen Heping unbuttoned his shirt. "With harvesting in this weather, I'm afraid I'll get heatstroke!"
Upon hearing this, Su Ruyi immediately ran towards the edge of the field.
At this moment, the people in the fields are harvesting rice in such a slow-motion manner that it's almost like they're moving in slow motion.
Ding Changsheng sat under a big tree by the field, holding a megaphone, and was cursing loudly: "You're all all talk and no action, are you just slacking off?"
The fields were completely silent.
People felt their bodies burning hot, their hearts pounding, and they felt dizzy.
Su Ruyi ran to the big tree and saw Ding Changsheng sitting where she had placed the cooling soup. He had moved the soup to the hot sun, and a stack of bowls next to him was scattered all over the ground, with one broken.
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