In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

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

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

"There are some in the shed. Look for them yourself."

Hu Shengli searched for a while and found a few broken hunting traps, some rotten bows and arrows, a few slingshots, and a homemade gun with sand bullets.

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

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

Hu Shengli patted his chest and said, "How can that be possible? Just wait and see!"

This logging work is really boring and boring. You can't be distracted. It is really hard and tiring work.

Usually, female educated youth are arranged to prune branches, that is, to cut off branches and turn them into bare logs.

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

They cut wood with a big belly saw, and some people cut wood with a bent handle. This job is very demanding on endurance and strength.

Each group was also given a big axe and an iron wedge. If the tree did not fall after being sawed, they would use the axe to drive the wedge into the saw gap to force it to fall.

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

Being hit by a huge pine tree was really not a trivial matter. At the least, you would lose your arms and legs, and at the worst, you would be directly killed.

Lu Qingyang felt a headache when he thought of the scene where he was killed by a billboard.

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

In addition, when the mountain wind blew, it was very easy to get sick between cold and hot, so everyone brought hot water and drank a sip from time to time to warm up their bodies.

There is also a simple stove in the shed, which can be used to boil water and cook.

After working for a whole morning, it is finally time for lunch.

Several female educated youth plan to find some wild hickory nuts in the mountains.

Hu Shengli wanted to take this opportunity to show off his shooting skills, "Wait, I will go hunt some rabbits and pine trees to give you a treat."

Lu Dazhi was so tired that he dared not say a word, but when Hu Shengli gave an order, he could only follow him.

Lu Qingyang was not going to join in the fun. He was not familiar with this place yet. After figuring out the terrain, he was going to go hunting again.

Now he and Sun Xiangqian sat together, and the two of them ate corn cobs.

Lu Qingyang poured him a cup of water from the thermos. Sun Qianqian took a look and found that it was white and turbid.

"Qingyang, this water is not right?"

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

Sun Xiangqian took a sip with a suspicious attitude. It turned out to be sweet?

After taking another sip, it turned out to be the taste of malted milk.

He was so moved that he almost cried.

Even a young man like him who was full of enthusiasm and vitality, just came here and felt a little tired after working for half a day.

In such a tiring environment, drinking a sip of malted milk was really refreshing.

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

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

"Fuck you." Lu Qingyang pushed Sun Xiangqian away with disdain.

Looking around the mountains and forests in late autumn, Lu Qingyang started to think.

There are so many good things in the mountains. He plans to slowly find some precious Chinese herbal medicines to plant in his own space in the future.

Lu Qingyang continued to observe various plants and found that there was a pheasant not far away.

He watched the pheasant carefully. Once he got close, the pheasant would fly away.

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

He found a branch to hold a stone, tied one end of the rope to the branch, and most importantly, sprinkled some millet under the stone.

Then he sat aside and quietly observed the pheasant.

As expected, the pheasant noticed the millet under the stone and walked towards here step by step.

Lu Qingyang was not in a hurry to take advantage of this time. He leaned against the branch and waited patiently.

Until the pheasant began to peck at the millet with confidence, he quickly pulled the branch, and it fell down, pressing the pheasant underneath.

It seems simple, but it tests the reaction ability.

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

But there are many greedy people, and it is not easy to deal with here, so he directly stuffed the pheasant into the bag and pretended to be nothing.

Han Zhiqiang also began to remind people: "Okay, everyone, the lunch break is over, let's continue working!"

Hu Shengli got nothing.After returning, he and Lu Dazhi strolled in the forest with great interest for a while, but they didn't catch even a hair, so they had to return disappointed.

The squirrel ran away as soon as it was found, and there was no trace of the hare.

Han Zhiqiang saw that the two had nothing in their hands, and joked: "How is it, did you hunt anything good?"

Hu Shengli smiled awkwardly, "Nothing, there is no prey in this forest at all."

He threw the earth gun on the ground with disdain, "I think leader Han, you are just pitting us."

Han Zhiqiang was too lazy to talk to him, "Then hurry up and pick up the axe to work, don't be lazy!"

Lu Dazhi was tired and sleepy. Seeing Lu Qingyang who was full of energy on the side, he was so angry that his teeth itched. If it weren't for him, they wouldn't have to walk all the way to Liuxi Brigade and suffer such hardships.

When he thought about the grand job he should have had in the National Cotton Mill, but was forced by Lu Qingyang to prune and cut trees here, he felt resentful.

He mistook the branch for Lu Qingyang and chopped it hard.

He used too much force and stumbled, almost chopping the educated youth next to him.

The other party recovered and cursed Lu Dazhi, "You are blind, are you going to kill me? I don't know where your mind is. Do you know what the consequences will be when the axe hit my foot just now?"

The man did not vent his anger, and pretended to rush up and punch Lu Dazhi a few times, "I almost lost my life because of you."

Han Zhiqiang stopped 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 working, and you can lose your life if you are not careful. Today you almost hurt your teammates, and you will be punished by deducting all your work points today! Remember it!"

Lu Dazhi explained weakly: "I don't know what happened. I felt a blank in my mind just now."

"You, you almost made a big mistake!"

Lu Qingyang shook his head. He thought Lu Dazhi was a man of brute force and a capable worker.

It seems that without brains, he can't even do the work of logging.

He didn't know what happened today, he felt full of energy.

Maybe it was because he drank a few sips of spiritual spring water last night that he didn't feel tired.

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

Turning his head, there was nothing.

Jiang Wanwan's hand holding the scissors had been rubbed with fine blisters. It was not until she took off her gloves that she was shocked to find that her once delicate and tender palms had been covered with a few shallow scars.

Her nose tip unconsciously rose with sourness. If it weren't for the sudden change in her family, how could she embark on this journey to the countryside and leave her comfortable life in the past.

But the other female educated youth around her didn't complain. Even Liu Chunhua, who was complaining at the beginning, was doing her work seriously. She was the only one who was delicate.

Hu Shengli, who was standing next to her, was originally observing her graceful waist, thinking how wonderful it would be if he could pinch it.

Suddenly I noticed that her eyes were slightly red, "Wanwan, how about I help you blow it?"