There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Maybe God can't stand Zhou Jiao, who has nothing to do with her.

No, the notice clearly made the school’s students Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao gather at the school at some time.

What do you focus on? Go to the farm to dig river mud.

In early March, the snow in the northeast had just begun to melt. Zhou Jiao was really drunk when thinking of people digging river mud to accumulate fertilizer in this season.

Faced with Zhang Guoqing's worried eyes, she could only smile.

In the three years of high school, apart from taking a few ideological classes, she participated in two publicity activities and never participated in any labor activity. This time it is related to personal files and future prospects. She has to go if she doesn't go, it's better to be positive.

Zhang Guoqing also knew that even the old principal had let the defenseless Zhou Jiao appear on the stage, that was no longer a task that could be escaped. But he knew the difficulty of the task better than Zhou Jiao.

The sky is freezing, the ice and snow are beginning to melt, the wilderness is uncovered, and a strong wind blows over, it is no different from a knife. Not to mention going down the river.

In previous years, there was a lack of fertilizer, and Zhang's father often took their three brothers to dig the river mud to accumulate fertilizer, but it was basically a month before such an early season. That would be okay besides being tired from the mud.

Zhang Guoqing looked at the Qianqianyu hand in his palm, and he could imagine that it would be bloody. On such occasions, you can't wear gloves out of the ordinary, drifting away from the crowd outside of celibacy. What made him even more helpless was the fact that even the food was served by the school cafeteria staff personally-even this point was blocked.

No matter how worried, this day is still here.

Early in the morning, Ping An was delivered to Zhang Guofu's house and handed over to Zhang's father and Zhang's mother.

In the past, Zhang Guoqing, who had always been a squad leader, retired because of self-study, but his popularity and everyone's obedience to him were not delayed at all.

Zhou Jiao has always felt that some people are born with leadership skills. For example, Zhang Guoqing, he was born as an orphan in his previous life, and no one raised him at all. But his talents are as natural as he was born. From elementary school to university, he has been the monitor of the class, and he was elected as the president of the student union in the university.

Seeing him being called by the school teachers at this moment, she was not surprised at all. Seeing that he was able to command with ease, handing over the task of carrying the banner to others. Zhou Jiao lowered her head and smiled.

A large group of teachers, students, and school staff in the county middle school sang songs and walked to the farm fifty miles away, raising the flag mightily.

The team started walking all the way in the early morning and finally arrived at the farm at noon.

Under the arrangement of the old principal, everyone did not have time to take a breather and rest for a while. They had already received two corn vegetable dumplings in their hands, and walked to the task place-a river bank downstream.

In the upper and middle reaches of the tributaries of the entire river, flags erected high on both sides of the river bank can be seen flying in the wind, and people on the river bottom bank are already dry.

In the lower part of the river, the dam has already been blocked in the upper reaches and there are people in the middle reaches with water trucks. It appears that there is no water in the bottom of the river except for the thin layer of ice.

After erecting the flag representing the county high school, the students were quickly assigned tasks by class teachers.

Seeing Zhou Jiao was assigned to dredge down the river bottom, Zhang Guoqing took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the bottom of the river to dredge. I can still look at my daughter-in-law a little bit when I am there.

Zhou Jiao was wearing straw sandals, stepping on the surface of the river, hitting the surface with rocks, she thought it was very interesting at first. The thin layer of ice shattered as soon as it was smashed, and dried out in a short while.

With Zhang Guoqing guarding her, she was basically in the thin-sided area, but slowly, as silt appeared, her feet sank, and straw sandals no longer worked. The biting cold penetrated from the soles of the feet to the whole body, making her jealous from time to time.

She clearly felt the blood flow all over her body stopped flowing, and her feet had lost consciousness. Looking at Zhao Yuanyuan, who had bare feet, she mercilessly took off her straw sandals and thick socks.

She winked at Zhang Guoqing, who was always paying attention to her. Nowadays, everyone is passionate, and everyone works hard because they are afraid of losing to each other. She must not let anyone take the blame.

Zhou Jiao dug the silt mechanically, shoveling the silt into the bamboo basket. After a long time, she started to sweat all over. A gust of wind blows over, and again and again shakes the spirit.

Zhou Jiao didn't know how much she had done, but she knew that even if Zhang Guoqing kept secretly adding mud to her bamboo basket, she still couldn't keep up with Zhao Yuanyuan and the others. Seeing the two classmates in charge of picking the bamboo basket on her side looked relaxed, she knew that she was far behind everyone.

She didn't have time to envy Zhao Yuanyuan and the others, and she didn't have time to listen to the voice on the radio. She took a hard breath, suffocated her energy, and wanted to accelerate her movements quickly, but after a long time, she found that the structure of the shovel was really unreasonable and heavy.

Zhang Guoqing quickly finished shoveling and saw that the classmate who picked the bamboo basket hadn't come yet. He looked at Zhou Jiao distressedly, and began to forcefully stuff the silt not far in front of her into the bamboo baskets of Zhao Yuanyuan and others. He can't wait to shovel the silt at the bottom of the river at once and let his wife go ashore quickly.

What does Zhang Guoqing regret most at this moment? That is, he himself is too relaxed, it is no different from playing, but unfortunately he can't be busy with his wife.

Finally, the loudspeaker told me to eat dinner. Zhou Jiao was so tired that she couldn't pull her feet out. She slackened all over~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and leaned on the shovel. Looking up before and after, she really wanted to cry. The female men happily did not go ashore, and were determined to finish the meal before eating.

Zhang Guoqing looked down at the mud on her face, then looked down at her eyes and smirked. Everyone is actively expressing themselves, and it is not easy for him to ask her to rest.

The head teacher personally came up to let everyone eat and then work, and finally let a group of students stop. This time Zhou Jiao was determined not to take the first one. She slowly pulled out her foot, slowly raised the shovel, slowly shoveled the silt and poured it on the bamboo basket. After someone lifted her foot away, she was slowly dragged to the shore by Zhao Yuanyuan.

Yes, it is drag!

Zhou Jiao was very grateful to Zhao Yuanyuan at the moment, if it were not for her stupid strength, she would really not be able to climb the riverbank. If you wait for Zhang Guoqing to pull her up, it will be a joke.

For dinner, three corn vegetable dumplings per person and a bowl of polenta have made everyone cheer happily. Zhou Jiao found out that another classmate left a dumpling in his pocket.

A large bowl of polenta brought three vegetable dumplings into his mouth, Zhou Jiao didn't feel any taste. She suspected that her senses had been shut down, but why did she feel fatigued immediately?

After eating, Zhou Jiao couldn't care whether the ground was unhygienic or cold. She leaned on the dirt wall and stretched her limbs to the ground. Secretly laughed at myself, any cleanliness is a fart in the cruel reality.

Zhao Yuanyuan took Zhou Jiao's straw sandals and compared her straw sandals to her mouth and smirked. She found that Zhou Jiao had a hobby, and she liked exquisite everything. This straw sandals is probably knitted by herself. The hands are clever enough, but they have no strength. Finally, I will not be inferior to her, always feel that I am too incompetent.

Zhou Jiao didn't know that her existence had hit Zhao Yuanyuan's self-confidence. She is now thinking how to spend the evening? Do you want to come to the scene to faint, will it be too much for you?