Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

Since Yang Qingdai had returned safely and the autumn harvest was about to begin, Mr. Lu and others did not stay long.

Yang Ziling also followed Mr. Lu and headed directly northwest.

Zhang Guoqiang drove farther and farther away, and the child's stern face became colder and colder.

No matter how Lu Yuanxiu and Mo Huaiyu teased him, the child in the passenger seat just kept silent.

That forbearing and stubborn look made Zhang Guoqiang look at him sideways frequently.

He remembered the first time he saw this child, he was following Yang Qingdai timidly, so skinny that it seemed like the strong winter wind could blow him away.

He was obviously wild and unruly, with a faint green light in his eyes staring at them, like a wild beast on full alert, ready to attack at any time, but he followed Yang Qingdai obediently like a little lamb.

She said east, let alone west, the kid didn't even know east was right.

During these few months of separation, Yang Ziling has changed a lot.

He had suppressed his wildness and had an indescribable aura. Sometimes, even he himself didn't dare to look him in the eye, and he didn't know what he was feeling guilty about.

Taking into consideration that the people in the car were either elderly or children who had rarely ridden in a car, Zhang Guoqiang drove very steadily.

The car was so quiet that only the breathing of a few people could be heard.

Yang Qingdai stood there and watched the car disappear, feeling a little disappointed.

It’s September~

Time flies so fast.

Something big will happen in September, and good news will come in October. This is what she said to Su Mo before leaving Tang City.

It's strange, she can remember some things clearly, but some things seem to have been erased from her memory.

She had discussed this with Su Mo, and neither of them could come to a conclusion.

When asked about this, Xiaodao replied directly that it might be to protect these "invaders" from changing the established history that could be changed, and from being wiped out by the current laws of nature.

Are we overestimating their abilities? Can they change established historical facts?

He shook his head and got rid of the inexplicable thoughts. He was not used to the fact that Xiao Ziling was "studying outside".

As it was still early, I went over to chat with Mumu and asked about the overseas trust fund.

Alas, the procedures required to travel abroad are so complicated and troublesome now.

The autumn harvest arrived as scheduled, and even Yang Qingdai, who was tasked with cutting grass for pigs, was called back and sent to the drying yard.

Considering that Yang Qingdai had never been to the fields and also worried about her experience some time ago, the villagers expressed their opinions to the team leader and asked her to go to the drying yard.

It would be best to bring the medicine box with you so that if anyone feels unwell, it will be convenient to go to her.

He originally wanted to arrange a lighter captain position for Yang Qingdai, and decided on this arrangement on the spot.

On the first day of autumn harvest, Tang Danni swung the sickle a few times, but she was fine. However, the people who were working with her were terrified.

They were afraid that she might accidentally hurt them with her knife, and they had no place to seek justice. They tried to stay away from her as much as possible, and tacitly retreated to what they thought was a safe place, creating a "vacuum" around her for two miles.

Captain:...

The rice was harvested like it was chewed by a dog. The team leader could only sigh helplessly and shake his head.

He took a sickle and bent down not far from Tang Danni and began to harvest the ripe rice.

While harvesting, he was still muttering in his heart, these people are just squeamish, why don't they finish the harvest together quickly, and why are they trying to divide and become independent. Isn't that educated youth Qu Dongdong very good friends with this educated youth Tang?

The two of them used to chat and laugh often at Xiao Yang's house, but why do they become so separate when it comes to work?

Suddenly, there was a dull pain in my arm, and scarlet liquid mixed with sweat soaked through my yellowed sleeves.

The captain looked at Tang Danni in disbelief. She was at least one person away from him, right? How did she manage to swing the sickle on his arm?

"Tang, Dan, Ni, Zhi, Qing."

The captain spoke each word with great emphasis; his dark face had become even darker after being tanned in the past few days.

It was even more terribly gloomy at this time.

Tang Danni was still in the same posture as when the sickle flew out. She was frightened by the captain's expression and trembled, stumbling and falling.

The whole person fell on the rice. Shen Xuan, who noticed something was wrong and rushed over, helped him up. There were cuts and bloody marks on his face and arms.

……

The captain angrily tied his bleeding arm with a towel. He had never been so speechless in the past forty years.

How did such a stupid person survive to this day?

No wonder everyone stayed away from her. He was wrong to scold her. It’s not that they were being pretentious. It’s that they knew how to cherish their own lives.

Mad, if you get too close to her, you're in danger of having your throat cut.

Shen Xuan: "Captain, are you okay? Do you need us to call Sister Qingdai to bring some medicine?"

The captain waved his uninjured hand and said, "I can go by myself. Zhiqing Tang should also go with Zhiqing Xiao Yang to help apply the medicine."

The captain has finally let it go.

At least it's better than the last one who sent himself to the hospital and then applied for medical retirement.

"You just can't stand the captain, so you're going to stab him?"

The captain untied the towel that had been stained dark red with blood and found a lot of grass clippings and dirt on the wound.

Yang Qingdai took out saline solution and medical alcohol and carefully cleaned his wound, causing the captain to grimace in pain.

"Little Yang Zhiqing, there's no need to go to so much trouble. Just give him some medicine."

How come this cleaning hurts more than being cut by a sickle?

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down from my forehead along the contours of my face. I didn't know whether it was because of the pain or the heat.

The captain just wanted to end this as soon as possible.

"That won't do." Yang Qingdai refused. "The wound is so deep, it must be cleaned thoroughly. The weather is so hot, we need to be extra careful to avoid infection."

Yang Qingdai said it more seriously, for fear that he would see that he was too busy with the autumn harvest and roll up his sleeves to continue working in the fields.

If conditions allowed, she would have asked the captain to sew a few stitches to speed up the healing of the wound. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to do it, and the captain probably couldn't go to the town hospital to sew stitches.

He took out some Yunnan Baiyao from the medicine box and sprinkled it on his wound, applied some cotton wool, and quickly bandaged it with gauze.

"If you want to get better quickly, don't move around, don't get wet, and don't go out to the ground for the next two days to avoid causing secondary injuries."

The captain left with a sigh, and she then used a cotton swab dipped in saline solution to gently wipe Tang Danni's face.

"Tsk, you have to be really desperate to fall face first and think about disfigurement."

As soon as he said this, his mind suddenly flashed back to his first meal at Qingshan Brigade, where the farce ended with Li Hongqing falling face first to the ground.

I miss the impulsive heroine at that time, and I could beat her up from time to time to vent my anger.

Later on, he became smarter and learned to ask others to charge into battle while he hid behind, although he didn't gain any benefits.

Now I can’t even find anyone to beat up when I’m itching to do something.

Well, Li Laoer hasn’t given her any useful information recently, but it seems that he can help loosen up his muscles and bones.

Tang Danni was also helpless. "As soon as I got off the ground, I told everyone to stay away from me. Before I realized the captain was near me, the sickle in my hand ran away on its own."

The villagers who wanted to hear gossip: …

The captain was injured so unjustly.