The bright moon had just risen above the top of the tung tree at the east end of the village. Shen Zhihuan pricked up his ears to listen for a while to the noise coming from the next door. After making sure that Li Qiuhua and Xiao Weidong were both fast asleep, he tiptoed out the door.

With the faint moonlight, Shen Zhihuan stumbled to the agreed place.

Glancing at the small mounds of desolate graves not far away, Shen Zhihuan felt inexplicably frightened.

All kinds of horrific and thrilling scenes that I had seen before flashed through my mind uncontrollably.

If it were in the past, Shen Zhihuan would definitely tell himself that it was feudal superstition, a trick to deceive ignorant women and children.

But now...

Isn't she herself a typical product of feudal superstition? !

Thinking of this, Shen Zhihuan slapped his forehead and instantly felt confident.

They are all experienced Chinese medicine practitioners, so I'm not afraid that they will give her some folk remedies.

After looking around vigilantly to make sure there was no one peeping around, Shen Zhihuan quickly moved out the dozen or so baskets of fruit prepared for Qin Bin.

Everything was ready. Shen Zhihuan found a big rock to sit on and waited quietly for Qin Bin to bring her the money.

Just when Shen Zhihuan was about to fall asleep, a creaking sound was heard from the end of the road beside the woods. As the sound got closer, two tall figures pedaling hard on a tricycle came into Shen Zhihuan's sight.

Although the moonlight was weak, it was enough for Shen Zhihuan, who had 2.0 vision, to see the person coming.

"Why are you here so late?" Shen Zhihuan yawned and looked at the person who came.

"Sister, Chuancheng is about 20 to 30 kilometers away from Shuangsha Town. We ride a tricycle, not a four-wheeled car." Qin Bin's little follower Huang Xiaoer whispered.

"Are all the things ready?" Qin Bin glanced around vigilantly. When his eyes swept across the pile of desolate graves, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch.

This skinny girl is small in stature but very brave!

"All ready!" Shen Zhihuan pointed towards the tree where the baskets were placed.

Qin Bin strode to the tree, took out a flashlight from his pocket, and checked the baskets.

Shen Zhihuan followed him, "According to your request, 70 kilograms of lychees, 50 kilograms of grapes, cantaloupes, and cherries, and 200 kilograms of plums and peaches."

"Not bad! Not bad!" Qin Bin looked at the fresh fruits in front of him that seemed to be still covered with dew, and nodded with satisfaction.

After checking one basket after another, Qin Bin winked at Huang Xiaoer, who immediately understood and started loading the truck efficiently. Qin Bin took out a stack of carts from his pocket and started counting them.

A total of forty-six great solidarities.

A thick stack.

"You don't count?" Qin Bin looked at Shen Zhihuan, who put the stack of big unity directly into his pocket without counting, with some shock in his eyes.

Forty-six great unity...

You can buy a nice house in Sichuan.

The skinny little girl actually looked indifferent, as if that huge pile of things was not a great unity, but a pile of insignificant toilet paper.

"I trust you." Shen Zhihuan grinned, his little teeth showing through.

"Can you trust him? Little girl, you'd better be more careful when doing things in the future. Not everyone is a good person in this world." Qin Bin sighed and shook his head.

The one in this desolate mountain and wilderness is him.

If you meet someone with bad intentions, losing things is the least of your worries, you may even lose your life.

"I told you, I can read faces. Do you believe me?" Shen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows playfully.

"I think so too." Shen Zhihuan nodded.

I saved my life for nothing, it's just luck.

"Go back quickly! Be careful on the road." Although Qin Bin knew that there must be someone to pick her up not far away, he still couldn't help but give her a reminder.

"Got it!" Shen Zhihuan waved at the two of them, turned around and went deep into the forest.

"Fifth Master, what connections do you think this girl have? How could she get so many fresh fruits?" Huang Xiaoer said while wiping the sweat from his forehead after moving the last basket of fruits.

"When making money, don't ask where it comes from. Don't you understand this?!" Qin Bin raised his hand and hit Huang Xiaoer on the back of the head.

Nowadays, it doesn’t matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat.

"Master Wu, I was wrong. I will never ask nonsense questions again." Huang Xiaoer staggered and rubbed the back of his head begging for mercy.

"Let's go. Are you going to wait here until dawn?" Qin Bin kicked Huang Xiaoer's butt again.

Huang Xiaoer didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly got on the tricycle in front... On this side, Shen Zhihuan, who was afraid of who, simply abandoned the main road and took a shortcut back home by stepping on the weeds in the grave pile.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Exhausted, Shen Zhihuan simply washed up in the duty lounge halfway up the mountain in the resort and jumped onto the bunk bed.

Early the next morning, Shen Zhihuan was awakened by the radio broadcast in Panshi Village that had been on strike for nearly a month.

In the yard, Li Qiuhua and Xiao Weidong quickly slurped the last mouthful of wild vegetable soup in the bowl, wiped their mouths, picked up their tools and went out.

Shen Zhihuan, feeling dizzy, glanced dazedly at the dim sky outside the window, turned over, and fell asleep again.

When Li Qiuhua and Xiao Weidong arrived at the assembly point, it was already crowded with people.

"Li Qiuhua, you will pick up pig manure today." Seeing Li Qiuhua coming, Xu Youcai slightly lifted his drooping eyelids.

"Carrying manure?" Li Qiuhua frowned.

Isn't heavy work like carrying manure usually done by men?

"What? Are you unhappy?" Xu Youcai glared and his voice rose several degrees.

"Comrade Li Qiuhua, your thinking is very problematic! We are poor and lower-middle peasants, and we must not fall into the trap of capitalism. We must carry forward the spirit of poor and lower-middle peasants who are not afraid of hardship or fatigue, but we must not be greedy for life and fear death, or covet pleasure."

Xu Youcai's righteous voice instantly quieted the noisy gathering point.

The villagers who were originally standing in groups of three or four chatting about various things now cast their eyes over here curiously.

These days, transportation basically relies on walking, communication basically relies on shouting, and entertainment...

Apart from what happens between men and women after turning off the lights at night, there is only gossip about other people's private affairs.

When they realized there was something interesting to watch, they didn't care about anything else. They all stared with wide eyes, afraid of missing any important details.

"Carrying manure is tiring, but the work points are also high! It's only the middle of the year, and your family already owes the production team dozens of kilograms of miscellaneous grains and flour. What? Do you want to keep owing it?" Seeing that everyone was paying attention to this, Xu Youcai softened his tone and looked like he was trying to persuade the team earnestly.

"If you keep fishing for three days and drying your nets for two days like this, do you still want to share the food by the end of the year?"

"Oh my god!" Thinking of the almost empty supply of mixed-grain noodles at home, Li Qiuhua's face turned pale.

"You picked up all the pig manure today, so I will pay you double the pay, twenty work points." Xu Youcai's lips curled up into a victorious smile.

In Panshi Village, if anyone dares to bully his precious daughter, he will make that person suffer a lot.

(End of this chapter)