*
The new educated youth came from the south and didn't know much about the climate of the Great Northern Wilderness. They only knew that it was cold in the winter, but they didn't know that they still had to wear cotton jackets here in May.
Most of them came wearing thin spring clothes, and at most brought two sweaters, and almost no thick cotton jackets. The longer the rain fell, the more and more people caught colds and fevers.
After Han Rou and his sister left, Yun Qiao didn't have much time to rest for a few minutes before another patient came to visit.
During these days of continuous rain, Yun Qiao was very busy and the small bathroom was crowded with people every day.
Because of the rain, the time for the welcome meeting was postponed again and again. It was not until the sky cleared up completely and the temperature warmed up that the company leaders announced that the welcome meeting would be held in the threshing ground in the evening.
The content of each orientation meeting is similar, and this one is similar to the previous one.
On the threshing ground, the fleet of tractors and the fleet of horse-drawn carts were still lined up in a row like the threshing ground.
Standing behind the cart was still the familiar old soldier.
Of course, this time Yun Qiao was no longer a new educated youth, but an old soldier, and was ranked in the row behind the old soldiers.
This group of old soldiers and educated youth stood upright at the back of the convoy and, under the leadership of Liang, the platoon leader of the maintenance platoon, saluted the new educated youth.
The leader's speech after the meeting was also the same old stuff, nothing new.
Only the final bonfire party was interesting. There were many talented people among the new educated youth, some dancing, some singing, some playing the harmonica, some playing the hu, and their talents were displayed one after another.
There was even a man who sang Peking Opera. Not only did he have a good voice, he also wielded a wooden stick with great power, drawing waves of applause.
Zheng Wenjing sat next to Yun Qiao, looking at the man performing Peking Opera in front of her with sparkling eyes, the love in her eyes almost overflowing.
"Yun Qiao, he is so awesome! Oh my God, he can do more than ten somersaults with his bare hands! Wow wow wow wow!" Zheng Wenjing excitedly grabbed Yun Qiao's hand, and when she saw the exciting part, she couldn't help but stand up and applaud him.
Yun Qiao felt that something was wrong with Zheng Wenjing's condition and pulled her hand: "Wenjing, sit down and watch. You are blocking the people behind you by standing."
"Okay, okay, I'll sit down." Zheng Wenjing's eyes never left the male performer.
After the male comrades finished their Peking Opera performance, a poem praising the motherland was recited.
Zheng Wenjing was not interested and leaned over to whisper something in Yun Qiao's ear.
"That young man who performed the Peking Opera just now was so handsome. I wonder what his name is? How old is he now?"
Yun Qiao turned to look at her and lowered his voice to tease, "What's the matter? Are you feeling amorous?"
"Well, not really." Zheng Wenjing blushed, a little embarrassed to admit: "I just think he's a good actor, and I want to get to know him."
"You say one thing and mean another." Yun Qiao poked her cheek, "Your face is almost as red as a monkey's butt! Isn't that considered arousal?"
"I didn't!" Zheng Wenjing shyly glanced at her, her eyes full of charm. She gently pushed Yun Qiao's shoulder and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying! Don't say that again!"
Yun Qiao fell to the ground beside him and pretended to cry out in pain: "Help! Comrade Zheng Wenjing is trying to silence me!"
Zheng Wenjing quickly rushed over and covered her mouth: "Ahhh, shut up! I told you not to say that again!"
The two girls immediately started making a fuss.
*
Diagonally opposite Yun Qiao's seat, Han Rou snuggled up to her brother Han Shuo. Han Shuo was afraid that she would be cold, so he stretched out his coat to cover half of her body.
Across the crimson bonfire, Han Rou's gaze fell on Yun Qiao and she whispered, "I didn't expect Doctor Ye to be an educated youth too. I originally thought she was a local."
Han Shuo, however, never thought so. He said, "The Fifth Company's headquarters is only about ten square kilometers old, and there aren't many locals here."
"I used to think Doctor Ye was a family member of the company leader, but this afternoon I asked Wei Xing, the squad leader of the female educated youth class, and found out that Doctor Ye only arrived half a day earlier than us. She didn't arrive until October."
Han Rou looked at Yun Qiao's figure, her watery eyes misty with envy. "Doctor Ye is so lucky. I really envy her. She became a health worker right after arriving in the Great Northern Wilderness. She became a full-time cadre and no longer has to work in the wind and rain."
"Doctor Ye Yunqiao is indeed good, but we can't say that she became a medical officer purely by luck." Han Shuo said objectively: "Everyone knows that medical officers are good jobs. There are so many people eyeing each position. Even if she is lucky, who would respect her if she doesn't have some real skills?"
"You're right." Han Rou nodded. "Doctor Ye is quite capable. She cured my hives with just one injection, and it hasn't come back in the past few days."
Han Rou gently rested her head on Han Shuo's shoulder and whispered, "Brother, I envy her so much. I also want to be a security guard."
"It's no use wanting to be one, you haven't studied medicine."
Han Shuo sighed, raised his hand and ruffled Han Rou's hair, saying, "If you had said something else, I might have been able to help you, but if you want to be a security guard, I really don't know what to do."
Han Rou bit her lower lip and said stubbornly: "Brother, what if I really want to be one? Can you help me?"
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