Winner in life

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After work, Ruihe and Li Dashui squatted in the pond to wash their hands and feet. Li Dashui looked around and asked: "Xiaoshan, do you really not like Lu Peiyin? You didn't like her very much before. You said she has a beautiful voice and a sweet voice." ?”

Rui He nodded quickly and looked at Li Dashui seriously again: "Yes!"

"Okay." Li Dashui muttered, "Actually, I think it's okay if you don't like her anymore. She's too pretty and popular. I heard that Yong Shu from the second team also likes her. It's not that I don't support you, brother, but Yongshu is indeed stronger than you, I think you can’t compete with him. It’s better to give up now to avoid being sad later…”

After listening to Li Dashui's words, Xu Ruihe felt warm in his heart and felt that Li Dashui was really a good person. He patted the good man on the shoulder and said, "Let's go home."

The two of them shook their wet hands and went home. Li Dashui asked on the way: "Why don't you like to talk anymore? I haven't heard you say a few words in the past two days. You are jumping every word when you speak, and your throat is not good." Is it comfortable?”

"Well, my throat feels uncomfortable." Rui He carefully peeked at Li Dashui. Seeing that Li Dashui was not suspicious, but looked at him worriedly, he couldn't help but smile, and sighed again in his heart that this was such a simple and good man.

After saying goodbye to the good man Li Dashui, Ruihe returned to his home. When he entered, he saw his old sister-in-law working on the stove. He quickly said hello: "Sister-in-law." The sister-in-law hummed and stirred the pot coldly. The smell was like sweet potato porridge. I dug sweet potatoes a few days ago, and my family received three large bags. He weighed one bag weighing fifty or sixty pounds, so my family has been eating sweet potatoes these days.

Seeing that he couldn't have lunch yet, he picked up the broom at the door and swept the floor. After a while, Brother Zhang called him: "Come in and eat!"

"Come on!"

Slippery——

At the dinner table, Rui He looked up at the opposite side. Zhang Xiaoshan's eldest brother Zhang Dashan was drinking porridge while his sister-in-law was nibbling steamed red sweet potatoes. He walked around the two people's rice bowls, lowered his eyes and continued to drink porridge. There was also a small bamboo strip on the table with four freshly steamed sweet potatoes on it, but he didn't dare to take one more, otherwise his sister-in-law would glare at him. This was the experience he had gained in the past few days.

After washing the dishes and returning to his room, Rui He touched his stomach and felt that all the water in his stomach was sloshing around.

He didn't eat enough.

But he didn't dare to say anything yet. He didn't have Zhang Xiaoshan's memory, so he didn't know what the situation at home was like. The original person is young, he must be sixteen or seventeen years old, right? The original eldest brother, Zhang Dashan, looks like he is in his early twenties. He has strong muscles and looks very good at work. Moreover, he did not see any elderly people at home. Then the eldest brother is the head of the family and has to support the family! The eldest brother eats better than him. It is normal for the sweet potato porridge that the sister-in-law serves to the eldest brother to be thicker. This was also the case in his previous home. Good things should be given to dad first, so that he has the strength to work.

Ruihe licked his lips and slowly fell asleep. Just as I fell asleep, the gong sounded again, and the afternoon work began again.

The rice transplanting was extremely busy. At 4:30 in the morning, Zhang Tiansheng, the captain of the No. 11 Production Team of Meicun, beat the gong and called out everyone. He was lazy on weekdays, but for the sake of his fellow villagers, Zhang Tiansheng didn't care. Anyway, the work points were recorded and he didn't do enough. There is no full work credit. Not now! The eleven production teams of Shangmei Village are now competing vigorously! If you really end up in last place, you will be so embarrassed! Therefore, we must race against time now, and no laziness is allowed. Therefore, at 1:30 in the afternoon, when the sun is at its strongest, the gong rings early.

"I'll tell you the truth! The commune will hold a summary meeting after the rice planting. Our performance will be seen by the production team. If we don't perform well, people from the team will go to the meeting and criticize our team. , Are you ashamed? Are you ashamed? Take it seriously! Let me see who is slacking. Not only will I not record your work points, I will also write them down and report them to the commune meeting! Once..."

Every time Ruihe listened to the captain's lecture, he felt a little nervous. He was so anxious that he was afraid of being criticized! His father had taught him before that it didn't matter if he wasn't smart, but he had to be diligent. Diligence can make up for his weakness! You should listen more to smart and wise people and realize your own shortcomings and so on. In his opinion, the captain said it very well! Hard work can never go wrong. He must work hard to earn work points and food to support himself.

The pressure of hunger and survival made Ruihe suppress his longing for his sister and fear of this strange place, and worked hard in silence. He was fortunate that everyone around him was busy. By the final stage of transplanting, even the talkative Li Dashui was too tired to speak much. No one had the time or energy to pay attention to him. During this busy season, he carefully integrated into the environment. By the time the farming was over, he had learned the local dialect and found out more information about his original identity.

After the rice transplanting, the production team organized a celebration meeting. On a summer night, they made a big circle around the grain drying field. The captains of each production team came out to perform. Ruihe listened to the captains singing with wide eyes and felt weird. It sounds good, and the lyrics are pretty good, even he can understand it. It seems to be praising a particularly great person and a particularly great party, who brought everyone's good days. As Ruihe listened, pride surged in his heart. In the light of the fire, he looked at the smiling faces and the haystacks in the distance, and felt that this place was so nice that he almost wanted to cry.

Here, as long as you work hard, you will get work points and food. It's so good. Ruihe has never been to school, so he can only use the word "good" to describe it. He sincerely thinks that this place is good. He secretly thinks that it would be great if his sister was here too. No one beats them here. They are used to working, and they will definitely live a good life.

But he doesn't know where this place is, let alone where to find his sister. After a while of disappointment, Ruihe was attracted by the new program on the field.

"Come on, let's invite the educated youth from Shangmei Village to perform a program, poetry recitation!"

Ruihe opened his eyes wide and his mouth opened unconsciously. Li Dashui bumped his shoulder and asked slyly, "Beautiful, right?"

"Yeah!" He nodded heavily, his eyes full of appreciation and yearning for beautiful things. Five young girls stood up from the crowd, their hair combed neatly to reveal their fair faces. Although they were wearing ordinary trousers and shirts, they held their heads high and chests high when standing in a row, and they were indescribably youthful and beautiful. Lu Peiyin was also inside, standing in the middle. She started: "Qinyuanchun, Changsha."

The four female educated youth around him recited together: "Standing alone in the cold autumn, the Xiangjiang River flows north, at the head of Orange Island."

The tone was passionate and full of emotion, and Ruihe's eyes were almost shining. It turned out that the educated youth were such cultured people. He had heard Li Dashui say before that the educated youth came from "the city". From the city to the countryside, the difference between heaven and earth was obvious. Ruihe was still thinking privately before: What mistakes did these young educated youth make? Why are they so similar to the exiles in the opera? Now that he saw that these educated youth were so good at reciting poems, and their temperament was different from others, he thought that his original guess must be wrong.

It was the first time he heard such a majestic word, and the first time he heard such a tone of speech, which was completely different from the local dialect he had just learned. It seemed that these female educated youth suddenly became unattainable.

"You're staring straight at me, aren't you?"

Faced with Li Dashui's teasing, Ruihe felt a little embarrassed, so he lowered his head and touched his nose with the back of his hand, and whispered: "They read it so beautifully, did they write it?"

"Of course not, this is written by the old chairman, it's very famous!"

"Oh." Although it wasn't written by a female educated youth, Ruihe still felt that these educated youth were amazing.

"Don't be tempted by Lu Peiyin again. It's busy farming these days. Haven't you seen many men around her, helping her with some things, and she doesn't have to work too hard. She's too popular. If you continue to pursue her, it will be difficult. It's better to find another one. In fact, the girls in our village are pretty good..."

"Don't say it, I know everything. I'm still young, so I won't say it for now. Brother Dashui, don't mention it again in the future."

The party soon ended, and it was considered "eight o'clock" according to the time here. Ruihe lay on the bed and heard his stomach growling again. But he had long been accustomed to being hungry, and didn't take it seriously. He skillfully slowed down his breathing and thought about other things to divert his attention.

He was still at the party tonight, and the scene of the educated youth standing there lingered in his mind. "It's so beautiful." He whispered.

A straight back, poems that he couldn't understand but felt very beautiful, this is a scholar. Ruihe was very envious in his heart. He had never read a book, but he always had a sense of awe and yearning for reading. It's great. He turned over again and slowly fell asleep. In the dream, he was sitting in the school, with a white fragrant book on the table. Looking to the left, his sister Ruizhu was smiling at him, revealing her missing front teeth.

It's great.

When he woke up the next day, Ruihe still felt a little beautiful in his heart. He felt that such a beautiful dream made him happier than filling his stomach. He hoped to have such a dream every day.

He lowered his head to put on his shoes, and tears dripped into the soil. He wiped his eyes vigorously, lowered his head and hugged his knees.

It was not until the gong sounded outside that he raised his head and pursed his lips to go to the yard to fetch water to wash his face. The towel was made from old clothes, so tattered that you couldn't see the original color. He seemed to have put his face on the floor, rubbed it hard a few times, and then hurried outside to gather.

Ruihe didn't have much time to think about random things because of his busy life. What he had to do now was to do the work assigned by the captain well and earn enough work points so that he could get more food when the autumn harvest came.

He was very hungry and wanted to have a full meal.