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

At this moment, she, who used to dislike Hu Shengli, also had a ripple in her heart.

In this unfamiliar place, she can only rely on her beauty, so she might as well make good use of it.

Lu Qingyang has discovered everything that happened to the two people, but he will not be like the original owner, who will come up to be a licker.

She looks weak on the surface, but in fact, she is the best at taking advantage of men's psychology.

He doesn't want the two of them to stay together, whether they are scumbags or bitches.

The sunset is like a shy orange beauty, slowly sinking into the mountains, reminding them of the urgency of their return.

The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is large, and it is possible to be minus 30 or 40 degrees at night. If people stay here for a night, they may be frozen into popsicles.

The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the group of educated youth, reflecting their hurried steps back.

After working all day, everyone was so tired that they couldn't even lift their arms when they returned to the educated youth courtyard.

Han Zhiqiang called the newcomers over and prepared to assign them a yard.

There were five large rooms in the Youth Courtyard, two of which were dormitories for female educated youth. They were called dormitories, but they were large bunk beds.

There were few female educated youth, about eight or nine people in one dormitory. Han Zhiqiang arranged three girls in the second female educated youth dormitory.

As for the remaining four, he had a headache.

Because there were only two bunk beds left for male educated youth, "I must make it clear to you now, you may have to squeeze in, because there are only three beds left."

Lu Dazhi and Hu Shengli had already rushed over with their luggage.

They had suffered a loss yesterday, so they had to take up two beds before them anyway.

But Lu Qingyang didn't have that idea at all. He thought of the plot in the book.

It was really uncomfortable to live in a bunk bed. Not only did they have no privacy, but there was often a smell of foot odor.

At school, four people in a dormitory was unbearable for everyone, and there were even more people on this bunk bed.

Moreover, he felt uncomfortable sleeping with so many men.

There were fleas from time to time, and the people who were bitten were itchy all over.

That was fine, some people had lice on their heads, and the most terrible thing was that it was contagious.

The scene of smelly men crowded together was imaginable.

When he thought of that scene, he felt itchy all over his body and got goose bumps.

Lu Qingyang looked around and saw a house not far from the Youth Courtyard, but it was in disrepair, with several big holes on the roof and full of weeds.

From a distance, it looked very desolate, eerie and a little scary.

Sun Xiangqian patted his shoulder: "How about Qingyang, let's squeeze together? Otherwise, I can sleep on the floor."

"No, you go."

He was not used to sleeping in a large bunk bed, and his situation was special. He often used space, so it was inconvenient to live with a group of people.

Sun Xiangqian looked worried: "What are you going to do? Are you going to stay at a fellow villager's house?"

"I have my own way."

Lu Qingyang took out a bag of peach cakes from his bag and approached Han Zhiqiang, "Captain Han, why don't you let me live in the house outside the yard?"

"That broken house? Lu Qingyang, if you dare to live there, I'm afraid you will freeze to death. It can't even stop the wind."

Han Zhiqiang lowered his voice, "Besides, I heard that someone was hanged in that house, so it's abandoned."

When Lu Qingyang heard this, he grinned and laughed. How could he be afraid of ghosts? He himself is a ghost.

"I'm not afraid of these. I am a firm materialist and have a firm belief in my heart. I'm not afraid of hardship or ghosts!"

What he said was so passionate that he stuffed the peach cake into Han Zhiqiang's arms, "Is it okay, Captain Han?"

Han Zhiqiang hesitated for a while, but still agreed. The days here were too boring, and he didn't mind watching the new educated youth make a fool of themselves.

"Well, okay, I'll say hello to Captain Wu, but this house still needs to be repaired, so you can squeeze into the big bunk bed today!"

"No, no, I'll pack up and move in today! So I don't have to move around."

Captain Wu happened to come to discuss something with Han Zhiqiang, so Han Zhiqiang told him about it directly.

Captain Wu was surprised: "Where are you going to live?"

"Yes."

Captain Wu stared at the young man in front of him thoughtfully: "Okay, then you have to be more careful. This Youth House was originally the yard of a big landlord. After the landlord was driven out, he lived in the shabby house next to it. Who knew that he couldn't think straight and hanged himself in the house. I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but it's too unlucky."

Captain Wu was still explaining that he was not afraid because of feudal ideas.

But everyone knew it in their hearts. LookIt's broken, but don't talk about it.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of that."

"That's fine, it's abandoned anyway, you can live here if you want, but you have to repair everything yourself."

There was something behind his words, meaning that no one would help him, after all, no one could take care of themselves.

Lu Qingyang didn't care, "No problem, thank you Captain Wu."

Sun Xiangqian was still worried about whether his good brother would be cold or scared while staying in the bunk room.

Lu Qingyang had already stepped into the broken house, which was full of spider webs and messy. As soon as he entered the door, a gust of cold wind blew in his face.

Looking at the three big holes on the roof, he fell into deep thought.

It seems that in the future, he will not only go to cut wood, but also have to take time to come back to repair the roof and reinforce the house, otherwise it will collapse from the shaky appearance.

After years of disrepair, it is broken and rotten, and there is nothing good left.

Even this bed, I'm afraid it will fall apart with a slight push.

The only advantage is that it is very ventilated, with ventilation on all sides. The problem of this house is much more serious than he imagined.

Fortunately, Sun Xiangqian still thought of him and rushed over after making the bed.

Looking at the dilapidated house, he couldn't help but persuade: "Otherwise, Qingyang, you should squeeze in with me. It's better than here."

"I am a light sleeper. There are so many people in the big bunk bed, and I can't rest well."

The two of them lifted a large wooden board together to block the wind for the time being.

Lu Qingyang borrowed a few more tent cloths and put them around, which was barely habitable.

With the help of Sun Xiangqian, they also successfully cleaned up a clean place and cleaned up the kang.

Fortunately, this kang can still be used. It should be warm enough to resist this cold night after burning firewood.

After laying the mattress, Sun Xiangqian first lay on it to try it out.

"You know what, it's quite comfortable."

A gust of cold wind blew in, and Sun Xiangqian shivered, "It's just a little cold."

"I've been busy for a long time, and it's dark now." Lu Qingyang lit the oil lamp.

I just pretended to pick up some firewood, but in fact, it was all taken out from the space.

Fortunately, Sun Xiangqian was slow and didn't find anything unusual.

After lighting the match pile and hanging the stove, he took out the pheasant from the bag.

"Tonight, there will be delicious food."

Sun Xiangqian's eyes were straight, "Where did this come from?"

"I made a simple trap in the mountains to catch it. Do you know how to deal with pheasants?"

"Yes! Of course!" Who can not be active when there is food? Sun Xiangqian is now full of motivation.

"Qingyang, you are really amazing. In the Youth Courtyard, everyone is in groups, and I can't get in. It's better here. I'll go and deal with it now!"

People often say that contentment is the key to happiness, and this is probably people like Sun Xiangqian.

"Hey, wait, leave the chicken feathers for me! And don't throw away the internal organs!"

"I know, I can't bear to throw them away even if you ask me to."

Lu Qingyang began to pick vegetables and washed them by the river.

While washing vegetables, he met several female educated youths, all of whom stared at Lu Qingyang with curiosity.

A female educated youth with a round face shouted, "Are you new here? You seem to be very adapted to life here, and you don't look like you are from the city at all."