"Wang Fu, you don't have to pick up pig manure today."

"Since Comrade Mo Juan said that I am unfair, I cannot let her down. This week, she will take your place in the pig pen to pick up pig manure, and you will pull weeds for her."

"Really? That's great."

After saying that, Wang Fu happily put down his carrying pole and ran away quickly.

He had to seize this good opportunity immediately, otherwise the captain would change his mind.

Carrying pig manure is a job that no one wants to do. After a day of carrying, the whole person will be covered with the stinky smell of pig manure, which can be smelled from far away.

But there is really no other way, someone has to do this job every day.

Therefore, when no one made a mistake and was punished, the strong men in the village had to take turns.

"Captain, this is too unfair. I am an educated youth from the city. How can I do such a job as carrying pig manure? I won't do it!"

"What? I'm being unfair again? So you're the one who decides what's fair or not, right?"

"Song Fuyu's job is too easy, you think it's unfair, and it's fair to let her pull weeds. Then can I understand that it's also unfair for those who have harder jobs to compare with you?"

"In that case, why not swap your job with Wang Fu's? That would be fair to Wang Fu."

"How can I carry manure? It's so dirty and smells so bad."

"Everyone in our village can do it, so there's nothing you can't do!"

"That's right, little girl, you still have prejudices about what kind of work to do. We can all do it, so why can't you?"

"Captain, let her go and carry manure. I think she is very suitable for this. The words she speaks stink as much as manure, so carrying manure is just the right thing for her."

The villagers who were watching the excitement nearby also became angry when they saw the captain's face full of anger, and they all attacked Mo Juan together.

"I just think that Song Fuyu's job of picking pig grass is so easy that it should be left to the children. How can she, an adult, compete with the children for it? Besides, I didn't say I was going to pick up manure."

"Song Zhiqing was injured, so the captain took her physical condition into consideration and allowed her to go with the children to collect pig grass. There is no such thing as unfairness as you said."

"She still has such a big wound on her head. You are just a little girl. Do you have to wait until she dies in the field before you stop?"

"At such a young age, not only does he lack empathy, but he is also so vicious. This is unacceptable."

Mo Juan was criticized by a group of villagers, and she was suddenly at a loss.

She looked at Ye Feixue beside her, but Ye Feixue kept his head down, avoiding her gaze.

"Flying snow..."

Seeing that the other person was lowering her head, she anxiously stepped forward and tried to pull Ye Feixue to ask her to say something for her.

"Mo Juan, why don't you go pick up manure today? We are here to help the rural areas solve their problems. Maybe if you pick up manure, you can gain some insights and come up with a solution."

When Song Fuyu heard what Ye Feixue said, he couldn't help but turned his head and covered his mouth and laughed.

Can you gain insights from carrying manure?

Haha, can you tell what kind of pig feed the pigs in the village ate yesterday?

"Don't waste time, take the carrying pole and go to the pigpen."

"If you don't want to do it, I will go to the Youth Educator Office and ask them to find you a new place. Our small Shanhe Village may not be able to accommodate a disobedient youth like you."

Wang Zhiyong spoke in a serious and firm tone and gave her an ultimatum.

If she couldn't stay in Shanhe Village, she would definitely not be able to go back to the city, and she would most likely be assigned to a worse place.

No, she can't leave.

Mo Juan glanced at the people around her and saw that no one stood up to help her, so she reluctantly picked up the carrying pole that Wang Fu had just placed on the ground and walked towards the pigpen.

"Stop watching the fun and get to work! Do you still want your work points for today?"

Seeing Mo Juan leave, Wang Zhiyong immediately dispersed the villagers who were watching the fun nearby.

"Do you have any opinions on the work distribution?"

He asked the educated youth who stayed behind.

"No!"

"No!"

"Captain, I have a small opinion."

Song Fuyu raised his little hand in silence.

"You've already gone to collect grass for the pigs, what else can you say?"

"Captain, I'm not questioning your allocation, but the bandage on my head has been removed and my wound has almost healed. I don't think I need to go weed the pigs anymore. How about I go weed with everyone today?"

"I'm quite strong. If you don't believe me, you can ask Tong Youyou, or the aunts."

"Yes, Captain."

"This educated youth named Song is really strong. This morning we saw her carrying two full buckets of water and walking very fast."

"Yes, we may not have as much strength as she does."

The ladies who saw her carrying water this morning all rushed to vouch for her.

"Okay then, you go weed today too."

"But you still have to consider the injury on your head first. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, tell me immediately. Otherwise, if you damage your body, you will have to bear it yourself."

Oh, what a sensible little girl.

It would be great if Mo Juan just now could be as tactful as this young educated youth Song.

Finally, Song Fuyu waved goodbye to the little ones who came to her to pick grass for pigs, and followed the other educated youth to the place where they were going to pull weeds.

The land she was allocated was about the same as everyone else's, about eight-tenths the size.

Because it is a delicate job to pick out weeds among crops, you can get three work points if you pull out the entire crop.

Song Fuyu looked at the land in front of her and did not start working immediately. She felt that she should ask someone with experience to tell her which were crops and which were weeds.

Yesterday was Tong Youyou and his friends’ first day of work. The team leader arranged for someone to teach them how to identify the weeds, but today they had to pull them out themselves.

She glanced at the people around her and finally trotted to a piece of land relatively close to her.

"Auntie, my name is Song Fuyu, and I'm a new educated youth. I don't know how to address you."

"My name is Fang Shulan, you can just call me Aunt Fang."

"Hello Aunt Fang, can I ask you how to distinguish between crops and weeds?"

"I've never done farm work before, so I'm not very familiar with it. I'm afraid that if I pull the wrong ones, I'll pull out the crops I've planted, which would be terrible."

Fang Shulan's impression of Song Fuyu improved immediately after listening to her humble words and the way she bent down to ask for advice.

The little girl in front of me didn't seem to have the arrogance of the educated youth in the city.

So he smiled and said to her: "I can't leave here for the time being, I'll let our boy teach you."

"Ayuan, come here for a moment."

After a while, a little boy with a buzz cut, tanned skin and a very smart look appeared in Song Fuyu's sight.