Scarface looked fierce, but he was one of the few smooth-talking people in the brigade. His ability to read people's expressions was innate and could not be learned by anyone. So he could be considered the brigade's personal "diplomat".
Receiving educated youth may seem simple, but there are hidden tricks to it. It involves dealing not only with the leaders of the commune but also with the people in the educated youth office. There are quite a few intricacies involved, so it shouldn't be underestimated.
To put it bluntly, it's all about making a good impression on the leaders. If you make a good impression, you'll have more opportunities, right?
Many former educated youths stood at the entrance of the educated youth office, all carrying large and small bags. Although they looked a little disheveled, their faces were beaming with smiles. They were chattering away, seemingly discussing something, and their spirits were incredibly high. It seemed that each of them had lofty ambitions and that with their addition, this land would surely achieve great things.
How can I describe those looks?
Oh, right, it should be what my mother used to say in my past life: a clarity tinged with foolishness.
Thinking of her mother from her previous life, Xu Xinning felt a sense of relief, in addition to missing her. After all, she had never met anyone more interesting than her mother.
The Emperor said that the Empress was a spirit sent by Heaven to save the world, and the most interesting soul. But the Empress said that she was a time traveler from thousands of years in the future, a lucky person who came by riding the waves of history and the wisdom of her ancestors.
In her past life, she didn't understand and only thought it was her mother's humble and quirky remark, but now she seems to understand it all.
Xu Xinning sat on the tractor, resting her chin on her hand, watching the educated youth who had high hopes for life in the countryside. Doesn't this prove the saying, "Ignorance is bliss"?
They all look so fair and clean; I wonder how many days they'll work before they start crying.
Two days?
Three days?
Five days?
Xu Xinning bets it won't take more than a week.
Xu Xinning was observing the educated youth as if watching a good show, unaware that her gloating expression had been seen by everyone.
Mu Jingheng had mixed feelings about the journey. He was the "second-generation rich kid" of the Mu family and never thought about making a name for himself. His greatest pleasure was to outwit and outmaneuver his father's stepmother. He felt a sense of accomplishment when he made that two-faced old woman so angry that she was practically spitting fire.
The Mu family has two sons and one daughter: the eldest son is Mu Jinghuai, the second son is Mu Jingheng, and the third son is Mu Jingshu.
The eldest and second eldest sons were born to the first wife, while the third eldest son was the only daughter in the family, born to the second wife, Shen Yuqin.
Mu Jinghuai was sent to the army at the age of sixteen and has always been the pride of his family.
Mu Jingheng was smart from a young age and was the kind of child everyone admired. But after his stepmother came along, Mu Jingheng changed and became irresponsible and willful.
The elders in the family were all busy, but their love for the children was genuine. Mu Jingheng was especially doted on by his grandfather, who would give him the moon if he wanted it, but never the stars. However, when the children grew up, Mu Jingheng's father, Mu Zhenting, realized that things were not quite the same.
Mu Jinghuai wasn't worried at all. At such a young age, he had already made a name for himself in the army. His third son was still young and a daughter, and his mother was by his side, so there was nothing to worry about. It was his second son who was spoiled by his father and caused trouble every day, making the house a mess. This couldn't go on.
Shen Yuqin suggested that Mu Jingheng go to the countryside to gain experience, and perhaps he would learn to be ambitious after experiencing some hardship.
In fact, Shen Yuqin wished that Mu Jingheng would stay in the countryside forever and never come back. She was so angry with Mu Jingheng that she felt like she was going to die, but she couldn't beat this kid. She felt that he might have used all his intelligence on her.
Mu Zhenting thought about it for several days. In fact, he was quite reluctant to let Mu Jingheng leave him.
Mu Jingheng resembled his mother, inheriting seven or eight of her beautiful features, but also possessing Mu Zhenting's contours and tall stature. He was truly handsome, and his face captivated countless people. Just looking at his appearance, even in the conservative 1970s, no one could help but give him a thumbs up.
That's why Mu Zhenting could never bring himself to be ruthless with him; whenever he made a mistake and was punished, it was all bark and no bite.
But now Mu Zhenting had to make a decision. Spoiling a child is like killing him. Mu Zhenting didn't want his youngest son, on whom he had placed so much hope, to really be ruined.
After thinking about it for a few days, I secretly signed Mu Jingheng up to go to the countryside without telling my father. If he found out, it definitely wouldn't work out.
Although she was determined to let her son gain experience, she was afraid that he would suffer too much, so she sent him to Jiangnan, a place known as the land of fish and rice.
After making the decision, he began contacting his former subordinates, hoping that his youngest son would have someone to help him if he encountered difficulties in the countryside.
Mu Jingheng was sent to the countryside for no apparent reason. To vent his frustration, he extorted a large sum of money from his father.
He was already annoyed by the unpleasant people on the train trying to get close to him, and seeing this godforsaken place only made him feel more depressed. But when he saw this little girl watching the show, his frustration inexplicably dissipated.
Strangely enough, he always felt that this girl was very familiar.
Mu Jingheng didn't know when he had become so materialistic. Was it just because this girl was prettier?
Is that really all there is to it?
There are plenty of beautiful people in Kyoto, but he couldn't help but be drawn to this little girl. It seemed that seeing her made him forget all his troubles and fatigue.
She must have been a sent-down youth, right?
Possessed! Possessed!! This place is haunted.
When Scarface came out of the educated youth office, he had a stack of papers in his hand, which should be the basic information of the educated youth assigned to Xujia Village Brigade.
Scarface walked to the tractor, grabbed the handrail in front of the tractor basket, and climbed onto it. Standing on the high tractor basket, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Quiet down, everyone please be quiet. I am from Xujia Village Brigade. The educated youth whose names I call, please come over here."
The scene was still quite noisy and did not quiet down because of Scarface's shout, but it did attract the attention of some people.
Xu Xinning suddenly felt that the scarred man looked a bit like the rooster that had been choked by her family a few days ago. When it crowed, it stretched its neck and strained its breath from its diaphragm, and the veins on its neck were bulging.
Why do I feel like laughing?
Scarface tugged at his collar and began shouting again, "Quiet, everyone, please be quiet. This is Xujia Village Brigade. Those whose names I call, come this way. Sun Jing, Wang Yaqin, Liu Peng, Lu Chunping, Jiang Shenglin, Zhao Jianhua, Mu Jing..."
Scarface suddenly stopped, turned around, pointed to a character, and asked Xu Xinning, "Ningning, what's this character pronounced?"
Xu Xinning leaned closer to take a look and said, "Uncle, this character is pronounced Heng."
Scarface: "These city people are so cultured; even the names they choose are admirable."
Parents who can extract characters that no one recognizes are truly skilled.
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