"He's dreaming!"
These two words carried a suppressed anger.
“I warned him long ago that I am not his father and will no longer cover for him.”
The man's embrace tightened, but his voice lowered, becoming a whisper that belonged only to her, close to her ear, hot and tingling.
"My patience and time are reserved for you alone."
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Meanwhile, the educated youth settlement.
Yu Hao, covered in snow, was carried back by Duan Zhou and Zhao Weiguo, one on each side.
His hair was wet and stuck to his forehead, and his face was full of confusion and grievance.
He couldn't understand it, he really couldn't understand it.
Upon seeing this, Yu Siyuan approached with a pale face, his voice trembling: "Brother Hao, is Brother Yan Yu... angry?"
Yan Yu's last look still makes his legs cramp.
Yu Hao plopped down on the bench, shook off the snow, and grumbled irritably, "How was I supposed to know what that ice-cold-face guy was up to this time!"
He looked up, frowning at his cousin: "Siyuan, tell me honestly, did you offend my brother before?"
Yu Siyuan shook his head rapidly: "No, cousin! I swear, this is the first time I've seen this before!"
"That's really weird..." Yu Hao grabbed his hair, his mind a complete mess.
He thinks I'm noisy? He thinks I'm showy? Impossible, he's used to my behavior.
Because Siyuan was brought along? But Siyuan is his cousin, it's only natural for him to take care of his parents!
Headache.
"Forget it, forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore!" He waved his hand irritably.
"Are you hungry? I brought some steamed buns and dumplings, you can heat them up and eat them."
However, when he carried a large bag of food to the communal kitchen, he was dumbfounded.
Facing that dark, earthen stove, this young master from Beijing was completely at a loss, having no idea where to begin.
In the end, Duan Zhou couldn't stand seeing the two of them staring blankly at the stove, so he offered to help.
So, Yu Hao and Yu Siyuan, carrying a bag full of meat buns and dumplings, successfully managed to get a hot dinner from Duan Zhou's pot.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
With his silver tongue, Yu Hao quickly became familiar with the boys at the educated youth settlement.
He felt that life in the countryside, apart from being a bit cold and boring, wasn't so hard to endure.
He even planned that once the snow lessened, he would go to his brother and plead with him to go hunting in the mountains together.
Until early morning of the third day.
A sharp whistle suddenly shattered the tranquility of the village.
"Time to get to work! Everyone, come out and assemble!"
It was the loud voice of squad leader Li Fengshou. In winter, it was too cold to ring the bell, so every day the squad leaders took turns blowing the whistle to call people.
Yu Hao peeked out sleepily: "Go to work? What kind of work?"
Duan Zhou was already dressed and, while putting on his cotton boots, said, "What else can we do? Clear the snow and repair the field ridges! We need to finish this before the ground freezes, otherwise we won't be able to work in the spring! Hurry up, or you'll lose work points!"
Clearing snow?
Repairing the field ridges?
Deduction of work points?
The three words, like three muffled blows, slammed hard into Yu Hao's head.
The icy wind blowing on his face instantly sobered him up.
Yan Yu's words, "You are responsible for the people you bring down," exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt.
So this is the consequence...
This is the responsibility he has to bear.
His face turned from white to red, from red to purple, and finally to a dark brown.
"Holy shit!"
A loud shout echoed through the cold morning air of the Jixiang Brigade.
"Who the hell told me we don't have to work in winter?! Which son of a bitch said that?! Get your ass out here!" (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)
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