Mu Qingli told Wang Shuhui what she knew about Bo Chuyan and Zhang Yawei as a joke. Wang Shuhui was stunned and couldn't help but look at Bo Chuyan from afar with some sympathy.
"Serves him right!" Wang Shuhui said with a gloating smile, "I thought I was the only one who was blind and couldn't judge people! It turns out that the bastard is even worse off than me!"
"Don't turn love into hate!" Mu Qingli teased.
"Bah! Who turned love into hate? That thing has long been unworthy of my love! Oh, it's so tiring!" Wang Shuhui shook her head and sighed.
"Never mind! There's something exciting to see, so just watch it! I won't work in the afternoon, I'll go to town to buy some daily necessities. I haven't been there for a whole winter, so it's time to go shopping!" Mu Qingli said with a smile.
Wang Shuhui turned around in confusion: "Didn't we just go there yesterday?"
Mu Qingli patted her and said, "We went to eat yesterday, not to go shopping!"
Wang Shuhui asked, bewildered, "Is that even possible? Then I..." Wang Shuhui thought for a moment and changed her mind, "I'm not going! That crazy Feng Mei is still watching me! If I keep asking for leave, what if she tries to make things difficult for me again? That would be terrible!"
Mu Qingli smiled and shook her head: "It's up to you!"
Mu Qingli asked for leave again in the afternoon, which made Zhou Dafang very angry. Fortunately, he had no beard, otherwise, his beard would probably stand up.
"Mu Zhiqing! It's shameful to always avoid labor! When rations are distributed in the future, there won't be enough to eat..."
"I'll pay with money!" Mu Qingli smiled and continued without waiting for Zhou Dafang to finish his scolding.
"...You!" Zhou Dafang was choked speechless.
"Besides, I used to collect grass for pigs! Now there is no work for me, but I go to work every day, which shows that I am still very active in work!" Mu Qingli said seriously.
Zhou Dafang stared at her nonsense and said, "Is there some misunderstanding about positivity?"
"What? Captain Zhou! Do you approve?" Mu Qingli asked again.
"Accurate! Accurate! How could it not be accurate? You educated youth are the ones who cause so much trouble all day long!" Zhou Dafang kept muttering and walked away with his hands behind his back.
He was helpless. They had no shortage of money, food, or even just a few work points. He couldn't manipulate them! As the production team leader, I just made things difficult for them in terms of production.
Mu Qingli ignored his nagging and rode her bike to town.
She had to find a way to get some junior high school papers for Mu Qingfeng to do, and she was also preparing to start reviewing for the college entrance examination next year, so she could leave.
When we entered the town, it seemed to be more lively than usual today. The streets were full of people, and we could hear thunderous slogans and cheers from afar.
Mu Qingli suddenly felt that today was not the right time to come. What kind of event was going on?
"Beautiful sister! What happened?" Mu Qingli pushed the bicycle and asked an aunt who was squeezing in to watch the excitement.
When the aunt heard someone calling her "Beautiful Sister," she immediately stopped pushing and straightened her chest and said, "Criticize the stinking old nine and the unprogressive elements who are dragging their feet!"
“…Criticism?” This was the first time Mu Qingli saw such a large-scale event since she came to this world.
This year is the most intense year for rectification. I didn’t expect that this movement is still so rampant. There should be another wave of it in the second half of the year, right?
Mu Qingli thought, it seems that this year will not be peaceful!
Mu Qingli found a corner and put her bicycle away. She squeezed into the crowd and saw two gray-haired old men and three or four middle-aged men and women staggering forward with paper signs hanging on their chests, being pelted with vegetable leaves and rotten eggs and pushed and shoved.
"Who are they?"
"See? That's the former principal of the town's middle school!"
"That, that's the former director of the town health center!"
"And those two! I heard they were released by the city! They're from some scientific research institute!"
"That's the son of a wealthy landlord! The small building in our town belongs to them!"
"His father ran away! He didn't manage to escape..."
Listening to people's discussions, Mu Qingli focused his mental energy on the people who were escorting people in the middle.
Hearing that they were doing bad things and discussing at the same time, I couldn't help but frown. This trend seemed to be spreading like wildfire.
I heard from them that after the town's criticism and denunciation meeting was over, they would go to the village to find typical cases, educate people, and raise people's ideological awareness!
The village is coming too?
Thinking of those people in the cowshed in the village, as well as Grandpa Feng and Grandma Feng, Mu Qingli felt unwell.
You won't operate on them, right?
Mu Qingli watched those people go away, then walked around casually and bought some daily necessities and pastries.
She went to the scrap collection station and rummaged around, and found a set of math, physics, and chemistry books, as well as a bunch of test papers and questions she had done, from junior high school and high school. She collected everything she could find.
When Mu Qingli, who had no intention of shopping at the scrap yard, was about to leave, she accidentally saw a bed at the scrap yard.
The dirty wooden bed, or to be more precise, a couch. Although the couch edge under the wooden planks is also dirty, delicate patterns can be vaguely seen.
Mu Qingli reacted intuitively and felt that there was something to be gained from this thing, but as to what the benefit was, that remained to be verified.
"Uncle! Can I take this bed away? The guest room is just short of a bed!" Mu Qingli walked up to the uncle and pointed at the bed standing there.
"Two dollars! How are you going to take it away?" The old man guarding the scrap yard didn't waste any time and directly told her the price and asked her how she was going to take it away.
"Uncle! I'll leave a deposit, can you lend me the cart?"
"Five dollars! Go ahead and use it!" The old man said without raising his head from reading the newspaper.
"Okay! And here's this pile of books. How many are there in total?"
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