Chapter 223 Story Collection

When Xia Zhizhi returned to the educated youth site, everyone else had gone to work.

There were a lot of express deliveries that had accumulated in her room during this period. Yang Yingxu sorted them out for her, and there was also a thick pile of letters.

The house was quite clean. It was probably because Yang Yingxu usually cleaned it, but no one had finished work this time, so Xia Zhizhi asked Ah Ju to clean it again. Even the dust on the ceiling and walls was vacuumed up. It was truly dust-free.

Xia Zhizhi climbed onto the kang and began to open the letter.

After reading some routine work correspondence and greeting letters from team members, she asked Ah Ju to reply to them in batches.

I only reply to letters from good friends and important work-related letters.

Even so, the workload was quite heavy and her hands were tired from writing. She replied to two of the emails herself and waited until the evening when she entered the space to reply to the others. She dictated and asked Ah Ju to write for her.

As she opened the letters one by one, she felt like an ancient emperor reviewing memorials, having a feeling of being busy with state affairs and having a myriad of things to do every day...

You Ji received a letter from an ordinary member for the first time. In the letter, he and Xia Zhizhi talked about their local culture, customs and specialties.

She was quite happy at that time and replied seriously.

But after receiving more and more letters like this, she understood why the emperor would get so annoyed when he saw letters from others asking about his well-being.

She opened five letters in a row asking how they were doing. Nowadays, in order not to waste money on stamps, people usually wrote letters that were not just a few words, but three or four pages long. Her head was pounding when she read them.

Looking at the time, I guess the guy who went out to fish should be back soon.

Sure enough, just as I finished thinking this, someone outside heard some noise.

Yang Yingxu trotted in and said happily, "Comrade Xia, you're back!"

Xia Zhizhi nodded and pointed to the package she brought back and said, "I brought back some special products. You can open them and let everyone taste them."

"Okay!" Yang Yingxu began to unpack the package.

Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong also came back and talked to her, asking her if she had fun.

Xia Zhizhi talked to the two of them about the scenery of Harbin.

When they heard that many churches were still intact, their eyes lit up.

Xia Zhizhi said: "If you are free in the future, let's take a leave and go play together for a few days."

I was somewhat worried about letting these two beautiful girls go out to play alone.

For example, when encountering Liu Mengzi, only Xia Zhizhi can take the mission line of counterattack and frame-up.

If it were the two of them, they would probably have to follow the branch line of the hero saving the beauty.

While talking, Yang Yingxu also took the things out.

As for other things, such as pastries and sausages, although Yang Yingxu had never seen them before, it did not prevent him from guessing them.

He held up a large loaf of bread and tapped it with his fingers. It was hard and smelled like fermented wheat. He asked in confusion, "Comrade Xia, is this rations for the march?"

Why does Comrade Xia eat this kind of thing when he goes out?

Several people turned around and looked at the large bread as big as a basin that Yang Yingxu was holding.

Han Youran said, "Is this a large loaf of bread?" It was the first time she had seen such a large loaf of bread, and she didn't know how it would taste.

Xia Zhizhi nodded: "You are right to say it is marching rations. It is the staple food in Russia. It was brought here and modified. It is not as sour or hard as theirs. Cut it up later and we will use it as the staple food tonight."

Yang Yingxu nodded and muttered in his heart, it's so hard, it might be useful for cracking walnuts with it. It's so hard, but it's still not as hard as the ones over there. It's worthy of being a barbarian land, and the food the Russians eat is really rough.

Thinking that the main course in the evening was so hard, Yang Yingxu made a stew and a soup. If it was really hard to chew, you could break it apart and dip it in the soup, which should soften it.

The black bread introduced into China has been improved. Although it is a little harder, the taste of it when cut is actually more suitable for Chinese people's taste.

It's not bad.

For Xia Zhizhi, just tasting the food was enough. She liked to eat delicate food, so she wouldn't miss this kind of food even if it didn't taste bad.

After dinner, Xia Zhizhi continued to open letters while Yang Yingxu opened packages. Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong talked to her for a while, and seeing that she was busy, they went back.

Only Yang Yingxu was reluctant to go back after unpacking the package.

Just like the left-behind child who is reluctant to leave when he sees his parents coming back.

The atmosphere in Zhongxing Brigade was quite good, and there were no particularly bad members bullying the educated youth.

Even though Yang Yingxu is inevitably given some cold stares because he is considered effeminate by others, this is normal. No one can guarantee that everyone likes him or her.

Therefore, Yang Yingxu's days in the production team were actually quite peaceful.

But when Xia Zhizhi was not around, he always felt uneasy, so he was so clingy.

No matter how bright the candlelight is, it's not enough to fill the space. She still has a lot of letters to reply to, so why would she care about his little manly thoughts?

Seeing that he was not going back, Xia Zhizhi waved her hand and said to him: "It's late, you should go back and rest, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Seeing her say this, Yang Yingxu had no choice but to leave reluctantly.

After returning to the space, she sorted all the letters.

She mentioned this matter when she wrote to everyone some time ago, and the captains of the blind elimination teams in many cities wrote back to her and nominated the comrades who performed better in their teams.

Xia Zhizhi selected ten people that she found interesting, compiled their stories into short stories, and praised them.

Anyway, the main idea is that everyone should do better and better under the leadership of the leaders and be patriotic. A few inspiring quotes were also added in, so it's okay even if other people see it.

Then it was printed into a book, which was the first issue of "Stories from the Blind Sweeping Team". A few pages of brainwashing rhetoric were added to it, and Ah Ju was asked to print 200 copies, sending one copy to cities at the prefecture level and above, and letting the smaller cities copy them themselves.

She had a printing press and a generator in her space, and she took them out and put them to use. With Ah Ju operating them, it wouldn't take too long to print the 200 booklets.

After printing, a reply letter was attached.

It would be inconvenient to ask the postman to take so many things, otherwise I don't know what people will say about him. Thinking that less trouble is worse than more, I asked Ah Ju to take it and mail it. Although the quantity is not small, if I go around the city and throw some into every mailbox, the total amount is not much.

For several days in a row, Xia Zhizhi kept checking and replying to emails as if she was at work.

After Xia Zhizhi came back, the others felt that their meals were much better.

When it comes to cooking, one still has to be in the right mood. Although Yang Yingxu is a good cook, he doesn’t always have the patience to serve them.

When Xia Zhizhi was not around, she would often just fry some eggs or something to fool them, and sometimes she would just let them deal with it by having rice mixed with soy sauce. Even if a few of them asked for food, she would just stir-fry some salted meat and pickled cabbage to get rid of them.

Whenever Xia Zhizhi came back, he would stew duck, braise chicken, and cook river fish; each dish was different. When he went to work, he would throw away his hoe and run to the old lady's side to exchange it for a goose.

He wanted to make Yunlin goose for Xia Zhizhi, so he would put it on the pot at noon and cook it slowly over a low fire. When he was working, he would run back every once in a while to check on the fire.

This level of detail is simply too much.

I guess in his heart, only Xia Zhizhi is a human being, and the others are just cats and dogs he raised casually, and he just has to deal with them as long as they are fed and don't starve to death.