"Uncle Village Chief, is it them?"
Three figures approached from the front. To be precise, the two in front were supporting each other as they staggered forward, while the one behind them occasionally pointed and cursed. He was clearly a foreman.
All that's missing is a whip in his hand.
The short distance of a few dozen meters took less than half a day to cover, and in the end, Liu Weimin himself couldn't help but get up and go forward to greet them.
As we got closer, we could see the person more clearly.
There were indeed two people, a man and a woman, probably a couple, their figures hunched over and their faces aged.
It was early spring, and the weather hadn't fully warmed up yet. The villagers were still wearing sweaters, and even needed to wear thermal underwear in the mornings and evenings. These two people were only wearing a jacket, and their scarred arms and legs were visible as they walked.
Especially that lady, to say she was limping was an understatement, she was already barely holding on, and it looked like she couldn't use any strength in her left leg at all.
Despite the pain that had left him drenched in sweat, he dared not utter a sound or stop to catch his breath.
The man tried his best to support his wife, wanting to be a fulcrum, but unfortunately, he wasn't much better off. His face was ashen, and he was panting after taking only three steps. It was already quite an achievement that he had managed to hold on this long.
When he heard the curses behind him again, a shadow inevitably flashed across his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and gritted his teeth as he moved forward.
Seeing this, Liu Weimin got up and quickly walked over to greet him, bowing and scraping as he took the person from him, and then solemnly made a guarantee.
"Leader, if your ideological awareness is not up to par, it's probably because you're not working hard enough."
"Don't worry, I will definitely assign them the hardest and dirtiest jobs, and I won't allow the villagers to disturb them. Through physical reform, they will realize their mistakes and complete their ideological reform as soon as possible."
After a moment of passionate fervor, seeing the two men looking sickly and on the verge of collapse, the other party also wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible. After giving a few high-sounding instructions, they turned and left.
After seeing them off, Liu Weimin's face fell again. If it weren't for the good news that was happening today, he would have argued with Secretary Lin about the two of them no matter what.
"Alright, get in the car, we still have work to do when we get back."
Liu Weimin sat on the other side of the front of the car, while Jian Dan sat behind Liu Sanye. Wen Yan and Lin Nan, sensing the awkward atmosphere, didn't dare to say anything and quietly followed him into the car, pulling their luggage to sit next to Jian Dan.
Ren Zhiyuan and Wen Xiulan, supporting each other, looked at the specially empty seat in the car and suddenly let out a long sigh of relief, their noses starting to sting.
They hadn't felt this kind of quiet, unassuming care in a long time.
With a few more people on the bus, Liu Weimin didn't say anything on the way back, but Wen Yan couldn't help herself and soon started chattering away, asking about the village and the educated youth compound. She simply picked out what she could say and told them, which was a way of reassuring them.
Upon arriving at the village entrance, seeing the tight security and the patrol teams inside, Wenyan and Lin Nan exchanged a glance and suddenly felt reassured about their safety. Their conversation naturally became more intimate and natural.
Jian Dan didn't notice this detail. When they arrived at the village entrance, Liu Weimin arranged for the militia to take the two people to the cowshed. When he turned around, Jian Dan had already gotten out of the car impatiently. He ran a few steps before realizing that the two children had already been taken to the army by Cheng Chao.
She shook her head helplessly. It was just a habit, and suddenly she was alone again. She wasn't used to it.
Just then, Liu Weimin called her again.
"Xiao Jian, is something the matter? I'm in a hurry to get back to the village office. Could you take these two educated youths there?"
She felt empty inside, and agreed without thinking.
"Okay, then you can go ahead, we'll go straight there."
Wenyan and Lin Nan carried their luggage and followed Jian Dan down the side road. The oxcart headed towards the main road of the village.
It was already afternoon work time, and the children had gone to school, so we didn't encounter anyone on the way.
However, the educated youth compound was not as quiet as she had imagined.
Upon entering the courtyard, one could see dense, seemingly still-dry bloodstains on the ground, pointing directly towards the room by the door.
At the same time, a sound of crying came from the room.
Jian Dan paused for a moment. She didn't want to get involved, but the sight of the red stains all over the ground was still jarring.
He randomly pointed to a room.
"The rooms without padlocks are probably unoccupied. You can put your luggage in first; they'll be finishing work soon."
In fact, a few minutes later, Bai Xiaoqin, Tang Hongying, Wang Hongmei, and two male educated youths followed behind them came running back, panting heavily.
"How is Wei Zhiqing doing?"
Su Hong hurriedly came out of the house to greet them.
"Have you found the car?"
Several people looked anxious.
"The tractor went to Liujiatun to help plow the fields, and the oxcart went to the county town and hasn't returned yet."
"What can we do? Shujuan's leg can't be delayed any longer,"
Su Hong was so anxious she kept pacing around in circles.
Listening briefly, I took a few steps closer.
"Are you looking for Uncle Liu? The oxcart is back; it should be at the village office by now."
"Really? Then I'll go call them."
Lin Dali, who had followed, turned and left, disappearing in a few steps.
Several female educated youths followed Su Hong into the room, thought for a moment, and then approached Qian Cheng.
"What's going on? Is there a war? Why is there blood?"
Qian Cheng shook his head, somewhat exasperated.
"No, nothing at all, it was just an accident, an accident that happened while handling tools. It was just...unlucky."
This is actually quite unfair. Whether it's Wei Shujuan, the tools, or the villagers, they just had close contact at an inappropriate time.
Jian Dan didn't know how to comfort her.
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