With a Door In Mind

Chapter 424, the journey is long

In the evening, by reason of going to the bathroom.

Come to the space to sleep for a while. After eating some food, I fed Sanxiao some food, and then I got out of the space.

Did not ask Zhao Qingqing to eat.

After all, he and Zhao Qingqing went out in the middle of the night, so don't be misunderstood.

I didn't change my clothes either, otherwise it would be too obvious.

After returning, he lay on his quilt and continued to sleep.

…………

early morning.

Zhou Xiaochuan woke up early in the morning and was just sitting there bored.

Because there was the sound of a truck outside, followed by a burst of loud voices.

"Crackling..."

With a sound, the door of the warehouse was opened.

The sun outside was shining in, and the morning sun was not very hot.

It was Old Wu who opened the door. "Okay, let's all get up! Hurry up, we have to hurry soon."

Seeing this, people rubbed their eyes and stood up one after another.

"Oh, my feet are numb!"

"Hey, me too..."

...

After sleeping on my stomach for several hours, the blood is not circulating and my legs are not numb.

When people walked out of the big warehouse, they were surprised to see the scene outside.

At this time, the big warehouse was in a big yard, and there were many cars parked at the door.

There are quite a few people in the big courtyard, all of them look like them, there are estimated to be more than 200 people.

However, there were still a group of middle-aged people waiting there. These people were all wearing gray Chinese tunic suits, but they were basically very old.

Most of these people are holding a big cigarette stick and puffing away.

He smiled and looked at the scene in front of him.

After a while, a cadre in Zhongshan suit came over with several people. He shook hands with Lao Wu and said a few words.

"Comrade Wu, thank you for your hard work."

Old Wu said with a blank face; "You're welcome, we will go back to the provincial capital after your work is done here."

"Okay, let's do it as soon as possible. We can't waste too much of your time."

Old Wu took the soldiers to the side of the truck and waited.

Seeing Lao Wu waiting for the people to leave, the man in the Chinese tunic suit came over.

He cleared his throat and said slowly:

"Comrades, I am Zhang Qiushan, the director of the county government committee. I was supposed to arrange a welcome party for everyone today. But the current situation does not allow it..."

The general idea of ​​a crackling meal is that you will be distributed to various communes soon.

There, he actively studied Chairman M's thoughts and actively accepted the re-education of Mao Zedong.

After speaking, he handed the list to a person next to him. "Xiao Li, divide the people according to the distribution above."

The other party nodded when he heard the words, and began to roll the names of the people below.

"Zhang Qiuming, Li Aijun, Zhao Qingqing... When the above-mentioned people hear their names, report to the county government committee."

Zhao Qingqing was a little flustered when she heard the roll call, and looked at Zhou Xiaochuan next to her.

Zhou Xiaochuan comforted her in a low voice: "It's okay, go. I'll come and see you when I make arrangements. It won't take many days."

Because after they settle down, the educated youth will definitely need to go to the city to buy something.

These will take some time.

Zhao Qingqing followed those people in a panic and came to the team.

Then the person who took the lead took this person away. Zhou Xiaochuan took a look and found that there were not many people, probably less than twenty people.

Next, the big yard began to be lively.

"Feng Yue, Zhang Jingjing, Zhou Xiaochuan, Wu Dongsheng... you guys are Erlin Commune."

As the roll call sounded, the people below began to look for their own team.

Zhou Xiaochuan was not too surprised when he heard the voice.

There were probably a hundred or so people in this group.

Feng Yue and Zhang Jingjing touched Zhou Xiaochuan's side.

"What a coincidence, we probably got together." Feng Yue smiled at Zhou Xiaochuan.

After all, they have been together for three days, so they must be more familiar than others.

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled at her.

And Zhang Jingjing

When people came to be brought together, the leader said slowly, "Comrades, I am Zhang Baokun, the secretary of the Erlin Commune, and this is Li Shoutian, the captain of the brigade. We are picking you up today. "

While speaking, he pointed to a man in a Chinese tunic suit next to him.

Both were probably in their fifties.

The whitish four-pocket gray cotton tunic suit on his body, at least not too many patches.

Everyone looked at him after hearing the words.

"Not much to say, let's go to the commune first."

After finishing speaking, he signaled people to get on the big truck.

When everyone saw this, they got on the big truck.

The car drove out of the compound and crossed the street before discovering the situation.

There are solid wood houses on both sides, and the roof is black tiles.

It's just like the old street in the past, giving people a feeling of carved railings and jade. It's just that the surface of the wood is slightly corroded because of time.

Two hours later, the car went over mountains and ridges, down rivers, and across plateaus. Finally arrived at the commune.

As the car drove into the compound.

A dozen or so men in their forties and fifties came out of it.

One of them was holding a big cigarette bag and smiled at Secretary Zhang:

"Secretary Zhang, you guys are here. We thought we wouldn't be here until lunch time! This way we can have another meal in the commune."

When talking, it has the flavor of northern Shaanxi.

Everyone else laughed when they heard this.

The other party is about fifty years old. His body is thin, his face is dark, and he has already started to have many wrinkles.

A big black tooth that has been smoked.

A white towel was tied on his head, and he was wearing a white undershirt with a row of buttons on it. Gray denim pants, a pair of faded Jiefang sneakers.

The style of clothing is obviously different from that of the cadres of the commune.

Secretary Zhang ignored them and shook hands with the driver who brought them here.

After a meal of thanks and persuasion, the other party left.

Headed towards the county.

At this time, Secretary Zhang turned around and smiled at these people: "Okay, take them back quickly, maybe we can make it in time for dinner."

"Then what's the matter, why don't you have to take care of the meal when you come here?"

...

"That's right! No matter what, I need to get something to eat."

"Yeah, it's so far away, how can it be possible to catch up with the meal time?"

...

Immediately, they started chatting in a hurry, and threw the number 100 people behind them aside.

Hearing what a few people said, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, basically not understanding.

Only a very small number of people can understand it.

Even Zhou Xiaochuan only roughly understood what it meant.

Team leader Li Shoutian smiled at the few people: "Okay, don't you know what's going on now? It's okay, go back quickly, if you hang around, dinner will be delayed."

"Oh, by the way, bring the steamed buns prepared by the commune. It's time for these children to eat on the way."

Several other people saw this and smiled.

Finally, the man began to speak. "That's all right, let's go back quickly. Don't be late for dinner."

Hearing this, Li Shoutian took out a list and began to recite it.

"Zhou Li, Wang Fulin... ten of you go to the Lin Brigade."

After finishing speaking, a middle-aged man came out from the crowd, smiled at the ten people who came out, and said, "Little comrades, come with me."

"Zhang Bing... ten of you go to the Mahe Brigade."

"Wang Yuandong... Wanjiatai Brigade"

...

Each of the production teams took away their members, leaving only Zhou Xiaochuan and his party.

Zhou Xiaochuan took a look and found that there were 7 people on his side, 4 men and 3 women.

"Zhou Xiaochuan, Zhang Jingjing, Feng Yue, Zhang Aijun, Li Guosheng, Qian Hongbing, Wu"

Poor bone beside the Wuding River, still the person in the spring girl's dream!

If you're not from there, don't speak in dialect, otherwise it will only add to the laughing stock. Just understand the meaning.

The address Zhao Qingqing arranged was wrong. At that time, there were no towns, only communes.

So it was changed to the county.