The vixen's journey through time

Wang Mazi knew that he looked ugly, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who said he had a good life?

There is an eldest brother who is the director of the commune, and he is also the captain of the village. He married a flower from all over the country, and gave birth to three sons and one daughter.

The eldest son is a scorer in the village, and the second son is a regular worker in the textile factory. Now the younger son is about to go to the commune to be a teacher. He will eat commercial grain, carry a golden rice bowl, and later marry a city wife. Life could not be better. .

Wouldn't it be wonderful to have such a beautiful life like his and add some beautiful things to it!

When Chacha reached the foot of the mountain, she happened to meet Gu Yu who was pulling pigweed.

Others' morning has just begun. He has already fed the pigs early in the morning, poured manure on the ground to fertilize, and even renovated an extra piece of land.

Now I have a little leisure time, but I can't really be free, I still have to pick hog grass.

Gu Yu frowned when he saw the young educated youth coming alone to this wasteland at the foot of the mountain.

He guessed that there would be no good in arranging work here for Wang Mazi based on her urine quality!

"How can we arrange land reclamation for you, or do you do it alone?"

It was about a young educated youth, so he had to think more.

"Oh, the captain assigned me this job. He said it was an easy job and he wouldn't bother me or push me. I just have fewer work points to remember." Chacha was quite satisfied with this assignment.

No one is taking care of it! Whether you do it or not depends entirely on your mood, and no one will see you if you are lazy or playful.

The system really didn't lie to her, she liked this job.

System: Host, you misunderstood, we still have to work.

"You go and sit under that big tree, I'll come." Gu Yu pointed to a crooked-necked tree five meters away.

"Look, you don't have to do it yourself, someone will do it for you."

Chacha suddenly said: "I see, this is what I mean, I don't have to do the work myself. It's an amazing system. Have you upgraded and you actually know how to play word games?"

The system was extremely arrogant: "It's just so so. It's the first world after all. I can't let you down the host no matter what, right?"

Of course it's a good thing to have someone to help, so Chacha didn't shirk it and happily ran over to have a rest.

When I came to sit in the shade of a tree, I saw Gu Yu swinging his arms and swinging a hoe. He suddenly felt embarrassed and said politely: "You work for a while first, and leave the rest to me!"

This was so true that Chacha felt hypocritical. After hearing this, Gu Yu just shook his head and laughed, "No, you can go play!"

Chacha looked at the doting smile on his face and was obsessed for a moment.

I used to think that fair skin looks better, and the whiter, the prettier. At this moment, I saw Gu Yu's bronze skin, neat six-pack abs, huge chest muscles, thin waist, bulging muscles on his arms, and perky buttocks...

Suck...

Chacha hurriedly covered her mouth, and the system also covered her non-existent eyes.

Gu Yu...

Well, he is indeed a young educated youth, but he likes it!

I feel more energetic when working, my movements become more agile, and I feel happier.

Under the warm sunshine and the occasional cool breeze, Chacha relaxed her whole body and felt a little sleepy, and she overslept unknowingly.

Gu Yu hurriedly picked up the clothes he took off and gently covered the little educated youth.

The clothes, which were covered with patches and washed white, covered the sleeping stunning girl. The strong contrast deeply hurt his eyes.

He has reached a high level after all.

While Chacha fell asleep, Gu Yu, like Mr. Snail, worked hard to open half an acre of land, and then went to catch two fish.

After cleaning it, fry it on the stone slab where he hid it.

Sprinkle some seasonings that you have prepared a long time ago, and soon the fragrance will come out.

Thinking of the roast chicken that the young educated youth was obsessed with, Gu Yu hesitated.

He hid the pheasant she left yesterday in the cellar. If he went back to get it now, it would take at least seven or eight minutes to get it back and forth.

It's less than ten minutes away. It's not long or short, but Gu Yu is really worried about leaving this little educated youth here alone.

He simply went for another swim in the river. When he landed, he had an extra fish in his hand, although it was not as big as the previous two.

If there are fish, pick some wild mushrooms on the spot. Last time I saw the little educated youth seemed to like eating grapes. He knew where there were good wild grapes, so he happened to pick some.

When Chacha was awakened by the fragrance, he saw the delicious food placed on the stone.

Include meat, vegetables and fruits, but don’t be too tempting.

"Wow, Gu Yu, you are so awesome!"

She just said that in this era where people can't hug or wear clothes, Gu Yu can still grow so tall. He must have his own secret methods. Now it seems that it is indeed the case.

Hearing the young educated youth's exclamation, Gu Yu was neither arrogant nor impetuous.

This kind of wilderness survival skill was also developed by him bit by bit, and each one taught him a profound lesson.

For example, when fishing, he almost drowned; when picking mushrooms, he once accidentally ate poisonous mushrooms, but luckily he only suffered from vomiting and diarrhea and did not kill him; for example, when he went hunting in the mountains, he stepped on the air and fell into a ravine, and was trapped. one day one Night……

If this is great, it can gain recognition and admiration from young educated youth.

He thought that the sufferings he once thought would become his medals.

It was Gu Yu who still fed, and Chacha kept eating until she was full and couldn't eat anymore, then Gu Yu ate up the rest.

Chacha ate with satisfaction. Gu Yu was not full, but he didn't care. Chacha still couldn't stand it, so she took out the cake and a bottle of canned food from the space and gave them to him.

This startled Gu Yu, "My aunt, you can't cast spells at will in the future. What will you do if someone sees you?"

Gu Yu regarded her behavior as casting a spell.

The unknown is scary. Just thinking about what will happen to the young educated youth after being discovered, Gu Yu feels that he wishes he could die on the spot.

"I'm not hungry. Don't take it. Put it away quickly. Whatever you want in the future, I will find a way to get it for you. Can you just stop using this?" He said with a hint of emotion in his tone. The meaning of begging.

Seeing Chacha's silence again, Gu Yu lowered his demands again and again, "If you really want to use this, then be careful and careful, okay?"

At this moment, Gu Yu was like an old father, worrying about his daughter.

And what about Jiang Cha’s biological father, Jiang Dongliang? He was just short of death.

Great Northwest

On a farm with a harsh environment, a tall and thin man huddled in a tattered quilt in a cattle shed with drafts everywhere.

His face was pale, his lips were stained and chapped, his body was trembling slightly from time to time, and he was mumbling something.

"Alas! What will Lao Jiang do if he continues like this? It's been three days. Not only have he become so ill, but if he doesn't eat and drink something, how can he survive? His body is too strong to withstand it!"

There were two other people in the shed, both of whom looked to be in their thirties or forties, and the one who spoke was a rough man with a square face.

The square-faced man's name is Xu Feng. He was in the army before. He was originally a regimental leader, but he was straight-talking and spoke straightforwardly without thinking through his brain. He got into trouble with his mouth and was sent down here.

"Hey, I'm talking about Laoqu, why don't you say something? Can this be saved?" Xu Feng asked again.

The man named Lao Qu is called Qu Jing. He wears glasses, is polite and has the appearance of an old scholar.

In fact, he is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, and he is particularly good at acupuncture. He was framed and sent here because he did not want to treat a big shot who had done many evil things.

Three men with the same disease fell into this northwest, and they actually developed feelings for each other, cherished each other, and became confidants.

Qu Jing looked at his dying friend on the bed and was helpless.

There are no conditions for treatment, no medical support, and the patient still has the will to die. How can he be saved?

One is dead and the other is silent, hey! The irritable Xu Feng is even more irritable.

I saw him standing up suddenly and walking towards a big package.

"What are you doing? This is Lao Jiang's thing!" Qu Jing also stood up.

It's not nice to open someone else's package without their permission.

"Get out of here! This guy is almost dead, and he still cares about these bullshit principles!"

Xu Feng insisted on having his own way and opened the package quickly.

Four bags of milk powder, one bag of brown sugar, two bags of white sugar, a bag of White Rabbit toffee wrapped in oil paper, a thick quilt, a warm cotton coat, and a letter. Two hundred dollars.

"There is a letter! Lao Jiang, there is a letter from our daughter! I will read it to you! Stay awake, you must listen clearly!"

Seeing the letter, Xu Feng was very excited and seemed to see hope.

"Notes are short but love is long. Seeing the words is like seeing the face. It has been almost a year now. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. It is difficult to meet each other. However, the thoughts of missing my father have not left my imagination..."

As he thought about it, Xu Feng actually cried. It was really ridiculous for a grown man to do this.

But who says grown men can't cry? When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them easily, but they are not sad yet.

Or maybe he just used it to cry about what happened to each other.

Qu Jing was also a little choked up.

"Yes, medicine! And medicine!"

After another search, I found a well-hidden porcelain bottle in the quilt.

After opening it and smelling it, Qu Jing knew it was a good thing, because he could smell the smell of ginseng, which he estimated to be more than a hundred years old. It was something that could only be found but not sought, and even if you had money, you couldn't buy it.

He quickly poured it out and fed it to Jiang Dongliang. He was originally worried that he would not be able to swallow it, but Xu Feng was ready to prepare water. Unexpectedly, the pill actually melted in his mouth and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A few seconds passed, and Jiang Dongliang's complexion gradually recovered. In less than a minute, his eyelashes began to blink. After several struggles, his eyes slowly opened.

"Wake up, wake up..."

"I didn't expect this medicine to actually work."

When I gave medicine before, it was like treating a dead horse as a living horse. I didn't expect the medicine to be so effective. This can be considered a mistake.

Qu Jing didn't expect the medicine to be so effective. He must have taken great pains to find it.

"You finally woke up! You old guy, I thought, I thought you were going to die. I was worried that no one would fight with me again..."

Xu Feng is still as mean-mouthed as ever, with such a sharp tongue! Fortunately they are good brothers, otherwise a beating would be inevitable.

Qu Jing is also happy for Jiang Dongliang. If this drags on for another day or two, "fresh ginger" will become "dead ginger".

"Just wake up and take care of your health in the future. My daughter is still waiting for you!"

"No! Never again!"

After a long journey through hell, Jiang Dongliang also figured it out.

The wife I once loved has remarried someone else and has become someone else's woman and someone else's mother.

His daughter was already "without" her mother, and he couldn't let her lose her father again.

His daughter is still waiting for him to return. His life is no longer his own, he is still a father.

"As expected of our daughter! She is a lucky star!"

Xu Feng promptly interrupted his friend's sadness.

"What is our daughter? She is my daughter!"

"Hey! I said you're an old guy who's just perfect, right? We have a fateful relationship, and your daughter is my daughter..."

Qu Jing, who was on the side, watched the two people arguing and noisily, and this simple cowshed was warmer.

There have been two major events in the village recently. One is that Zhao Yan, an educated youth, is getting married to militia captain Wang Mancang. The wedding is scheduled for half a month, and Wang Mancang can be regarded as keeping the clouds clear until the moon comes out.

Second, there is a quota for primary school teachers in the village. The original primary school teacher was Wang Dazhi, the youngest son of the captain.

Wang Dazhi became a regular worker and wanted to become a teacher in the commune, so he had a vacant village teacher position.

Although it is not a formal establishment, it is still very popular. It is protected from wind and rain. Although you have to go to the fields during the busy farming season, it is very relaxed at other times.

Suddenly, everyone in the educated youth spot was showing off their talents.

Zhou Man frequently visits the brigade leader's house; Chen Hongbing has also become very close to Wang Xiaoni recently; Zhao Yan thinks she can do some activities for her younger sister Zhao Ling, and often inadvertently mentions it in front of Wang Mancang; Zhang Shengli and Xu Jianguo also go to the village when they have nothing to do. When I go to the branch secretary's house, I always want to help with something.

It's funny that these people think they are doing it very secretly, but they don't know that it has almost become a well-known secret in the village.

Therefore, there are no secrets in this world. The only difference is whether more or less people know.

Chacha has no idea about this quota. Her own family knows her own affairs.

Although the teaching profession is sacred and glorious, as long as you think of facing a group of chirping and fighting little kids every day, their faces are covered with runny noses and tears, and their pants are filled with shit and pee...

The image is so strong that I can't think about it. Thinking about it makes my head feel big and square.

There was also Ge ​​Zhaodi in the Educated Youth Institute who didn't see much movement. She was as quiet as ever, still doing her own things calmly and methodically.

Chacha looked at her several times and then asked curiously: "Sister Zhaodi, you are not moved? Why don't you go and walk around? If there is any gift or something missing, I can lend it to you temporarily."

Ge Zhaodi only shook his head and smiled, saying: "It's useless!"

She had tried hard before, but she had been disappointed again and again year after year. As the times became too frequent, she no longer had any illusions.

Now, she just wants to work more, get more work points, more food, and help Uncle Li in her spare time, cleaning, drying herbs, and secretly looking through the medical books that Uncle Li gave her.

Now I often help Jiang Cha with small tasks to earn some pocket money, and he is fed from time to time, which can satisfy his appetite.

As for relatives far away in the city?

Last month, my sisters wrote a letter, saying that everything was fine at home, and that their parents were much better to them. They would not beat or scold them at worst, or starve at worst.