Hu Shengli didn't care at all. He glanced at Jiang Wanwan who was cutting branches nearby.

"Captain Han, lend me some tools later. I will definitely catch some wild rabbits and we will have a good meal tonight."

"It's in that shed, look for it yourself."

Hu Shengli searched around and found only a few broken traps, some broken bows and arrows, a few slingshots, and a homemade gun with sand bullets.

This homemade gun was quite useful. Hu Shengli was about to pick it up, but was stopped by Han Zhiqiang.

"The homemade gun is very dangerous. Use it with caution and don't shoot your own people."

Hu Shengli patted his chest and said, "That's impossible. Just wait and see!"

This logging job is really boring and requires no distraction. It is really hard and tiring work.

Usually, the female educated youth were assigned to do the pruning, which meant cutting off the branches and turning the trees into bare logs.

The stronger educated youth went to cut wood, usually in groups of two or three.

There were two men with big bellies sawing, and one was using a saw with a bent handle. This job was very demanding on endurance and strength.

Each group was also given a large axe and an iron wedge. If a tree did not fall after being sawn, they would use the axe to drive the wedge into the sawn seam, forcing it to fall.

Every time a tree was about to fall, we had to shout to make sure there was no one around to avoid accidental injuries.

Being hit by a huge pine tree is really not a big deal. At the very least, you will lose some arms and legs, and at the worst, you will be directly crushed to death.

Lu Qingyang felt a headache when he recalled the scene where he was crushed to death by the billboard.

It was obviously very cold on the mountain, but everyone was running around and was sweating.

In addition, the mountain breeze and the alternating cold and hot weather made it very easy to get sick, so everyone brought hot water with them and drank a sip from time to time to warm themselves up.

There is also a simple stove in the shed for heating water and cooking.

After working all morning, it was finally time for lunch.

Several female educated youth planned to find some wild walnuts in the mountains.

Hu Shengli wanted to take this opportunity to show off his marksmanship. "Wait a minute, I'll go hunt some rabbits and pine trees and bring them back for you guys to enjoy."

Lu Dazhi was so tired that he didn't dare to say a word, but at Hu Shengli's command, he could only follow him.

Lu Qingyang didn't want to join in the fun. He was not familiar with the place yet. He would go hunting again after he got a clear idea of ​​the terrain.

Now he and Sun Xiangqian sat together and the two of them started to eat corn on the cob.

Lu Qingyang poured him a cup of water from the thermos. Sun Qian stepped forward and took a look. It was white and looked turbid.

"Qingyang, this water is not right?"

"Just drink it! Don't worry about whether it's right or not."

Sun Xiangqian took a sip with a suspicious attitude, and it turned out to be sweet?

I took another sip and it tasted like malted milk.

He was so moved that he almost cried.

Even a young man as enthusiastic and energetic as him, just arrived here, and after working for half a day, he felt tired and a little uncomfortable.

In such a tiring environment, drinking a sip of maltose is really refreshing.

The two hid in a corner, finished their corn cobs, and started eating peach cakes and cookies.

"Qingyang, I am yours in life and your ghost in death. I will have a good life with you."

"Fuck your grandpa." Lu Qingyang pushed away Sun Xiangqian who was approaching him with disgust.

Looking at the autumn forest around him, Lu Qingyang began to think.

There are so many good things in the mountains, and he plans to slowly find some precious herbs to plant in his own space.

Lu Qingyang continued to observe the various plants and discovered a pheasant not far away.

He watched the pheasant carefully, fearing that the pheasant would fly away if he got close to it.

Seeing that there was no one around, I thought of a good idea.

He found a branch to support a piece of grass, tied one end of the rope to the branch, and most importantly, sprinkled some rice under the grass.

Then he sat aside and quietly observed the pheasants.

As he expected, the pheasant noticed the rice under his head and walked towards it step by step.

Lu Qingyang was not in a hurry. He leaned against the tree branch and waited patiently.

Just as the pheasant began to peck at the rice with confidence, he quickly pulled the branch, which fell down and pinned the pheasant underneath.

It seems simple, but it really tests your reaction ability.

The pheasant is not very fat, but it has meat. Lu Qingyang plans to have a quick bite first and then go to the team to exchange it for work points later.

But there were too many people eyeing him, and it was difficult to handle the situation here, so he just stuffed the pheasant into the bag and pretended nothing had happened.

Han Zhiqiang also began to remind them: "Okay, everyone, the lunch break is over, let's get back to work!"

Hu Shengli returned empty-handed. He and Lu Dazhi wandered around the woods excitedly for a while, but did not catch any prey, so they returned disappointed.

The squirrel disappeared almost immediately after it was spotted, and there was no sign of the hare at all.

Seeing that the two of them had nothing in their hands, Han Zhiqiang joked, "How are you, are you hunting for something good?"

Hu Shengli smiled awkwardly, "Nothing. There is no prey in this forest."

He threw the rifle on the ground in disgust and said, "Captain Han, you are just trying to trick us."

Han Zhiqiang was too lazy to talk to him, "Why don't you pick up your axe and get to work, don't be lazy!"

Lu Dazhi was tired and sleepy. Looking at Lu Qingyang who was full of energy beside him, he hated him so much. If it weren't for him, they wouldn't have to walk all the way to Liuxi Brigade and suffer like this.

When he thought about how he should have had a prestigious job at the National Cotton Mill, but because of Lu Qingyang he could only do pruning and felling trees here, he felt full of resentment.

He mistook the branch for Lu Qingyang and started chopping it with all his might.

As a result, he used too much force and stumbled, almost chopping the educated youth beside him.

Dui slowly came to his senses and yelled at Lu Dazhi, "You are blind. Are you going to kill me? I don't know what you are thinking. Do you know what the consequences of chopping my feet with an axe will be?"

The man did not vent his anger and was about to rush up and punch Lu Dazhi a few times, "You almost cost me my life."

Han Zhi strongly opposed his action, but also severely criticized Lu Dazhi, "Your name is Lu Dazhi, right? I have reminded you many times that you must be careful and focused when doing your work. If you are not careful, someone will die. Today you almost hurt your teammate. As a punishment, all your work points will be deducted! Remember this!"

Lu Dazhi explained weakly: "I don't know what happened, my mind went blank just now."

"You, you almost made a big mistake!"

Lu Qingyang shook his head. He thought Lu Dazhi was a strong and capable man.

He seems to have no brains and can't even do the work of logging.

He didn't know what was going on today, he felt like he had endless energy.

Maybe it’s because I drank some spiritual spring water last night that I didn’t feel tired.

For some reason, he always felt that something was moving in the woods behind him, as if staring at him.

I turned around and saw nothing.

Jiang Wanwan's hands were covered with blisters from holding the scissors. It was not until she took off her gloves that she was shocked to find that her once delicate and tender palms were now covered with several shallow scars.

The tip of her nose unconsciously felt sour. If it weren't for the sudden change in her family, how could she have embarked on this journey to the countryside, so far away from her previous comfortable life.

But none of the other female educated youth around complained. Even Liu Chunhua, who had been complaining at first, was working hard on her job. She was just a delicate girl.

Hu Shengli, who was standing by, was still observing her graceful waist, thinking how wonderful it would feel if he could pinch it.

Suddenly I noticed that her eyes were slightly red, "Wanwan, how about I give you a blowjob?"