The educated youth was reborn and wanted to disappear, but he was locked into a military marriage.

Zhu Xiaomin smiled and said, "There are farmlands in the village. Usually, the members don't have much time to accumulate fertilizer everywhere because they are at work. But here, it is open to everyone. The manure should have just been collected by someone, and they will be put into baskets and taken away later. Generally, no special personnel are needed."

Yang Yiliang smiled and said, "That's a good idea."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "These things would be despised if placed elsewhere, but they are treasures here."

After leaving the natural forest, he took the two people to see the artificial forest. He pointed to the grown trees one by one and introduced them to where they were and when they were planted, how many trees there were in total, and what kind of trees they were. He knew them all like the back of his hand.

Liu Zhuangzhi nodded repeatedly after listening and praised in his heart: So, success is not accidental. This girl is young, but she is a very determined person.

As a few people were talking, they passed through a large artificial forest and saw people working on the hillside in front.

Liu Zhuangzhi asked: "Where are they planting trees?"

Zhu Xiaomin nodded: "We are reclaiming wasteland here. We need to dig the mountain first, that is, clear away the rocks and large firewood roots on the mountain before we can plant trees. We can only go around the large rocks directly."

Liu Zhuangzhi asked about the situation of uprooting and digging the mountain in detail, nodded and said, "It's not easy just to hear about it." He pointed and said, "Let's go and take a look."

Zhu Xiaomin agreed and took a shorter path.

After a few days, all the sunflower stalks at the base had been cut down, and the educated youth were also working here. When they saw a few people coming over, they all greeted them loudly, and most of the other members also waved and smiled at Zhu Xiaomin.

Yang Yiliang smiled: "Xiao Zhu is very popular."

Zhu Xiaomin also smiled: "After all, I have been here for many years."

As we were talking, we had already walked down the hillside and saw that the area about ten meters below had been cleared, with a large amount of waste piled up at the bottom of the hill.

Zhu Xiaomin explained: "These things will be cleared up later. The roots and thorns that can be used as firewood will be used as firewood. Those that cannot be used will be burned as fertilizer. The rocks will be used to pave the road."

None of it is wasted.

Liu Zhuangzhi nodded, and looked at someone digging up the soil and pulling out a large firewood root. He couldn't tell how deep the root was. He sighed and said, "If I hadn't come to see, how would I know it's so difficult?"

Zhu Xiaomin was about to speak when she suddenly heard a scream from the other side of the slope. She turned around and saw a man falling from a rock. Below was a long steep slope with a lot of rocks piled up. She was shocked and shouted quickly, "Be careful!" and ran over.

Hearing the shouting, several people turned around and saw that the man had fallen down and was rolling down the hillside. They couldn't help but shout in unison, and many people rushed over to try to stop the man.

Zhou Dongyi was the closest to the person in the middle. He had no time to run, so he rushed out, hugged the person, and protected the person's head tightly. However, he could not stop and rolled down with the person.

But he was prepared. When he saw it rolling to the bottom of the slope, he stretched out his feet and stopped by holding onto a rock, but his face was already pale with fright.

Zhu Xiaomin and a large group of people rushed over and grabbed the two people.

As soon as Zhou Dongyi let go, the other man burst into tears and pointed up the hillside, "Nie Yifei pushed me."

"Qiaomei!" We were in a hurry and didn't see clearly just now, but when she cried, everyone recognized her immediately and looked towards the hillside in the direction of her finger.

On the hillside, Nie Yifei also had a pale face and shook his head hurriedly: "I didn't, Zhang Qiaomei, don't talk nonsense."

"Nie Yifei, come down and explain it clearly." Xing Qingsheng shouted, and several people came towards him.

Zhang Qiaomei's face was covered with tears, and she shouted hoarsely, "It was him, he...he has been following me these past few days, and...he said all sorts of nonsense. I...I just cursed at him, and he...he pushed me down."

"No, no!" Nie Yifei shook his head anxiously. Seeing several militiamen coming up, he did not dare to resist and was dragged down by someone with his arm twisted.

Several educated youths listened and their faces darkened. They said to Zhang Qiaomei, "Qiaomei, tell us the whole story."

Zhang Qiaomei sat on the ground and pointed at Nie Yifei, crying, "I don't know either. He...he has been coming to me for unknown reasons these days, saying...he used to like Xiaomin just because she was pretty, and then Shi Meijun coaxed him with food, saying...she said I was the one who could make a living, and that I made him feel at ease."

After hearing these words, most people couldn't help but frown and looked at Nie Yifei with unfriendly eyes.

Zhang Qiaomei continued crying and saying, “I…I told him he was married and not to bother looking for me anymore, but he…he still didn’t care. Just now he came over and said…he said if I helped him get a job quota, he would marry me when he returned to the city and let me go back with him. I…I called him shameless, and he pushed me down.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Qingsheng couldn't help but roared, rushed forward and punched Nie Yifei in the face, gritting his teeth and cursing: "You bastard!"

Nie Yifei was being held by two militiamen, with no way to hide or fight back. He was hit hard on the face by a punch. He turned his head away but shook his head repeatedly, denying, "No, no, I... I didn't push her. I was just asking about the recruitment quota. I didn't... I didn't push her..."

However, Yang Aijun saw with his own eyes that he provoked Zhang Qiaomei, so how could he believe him? When he denied it, he became furious and rushed forward to kick him in the chest, then raised his other hand and punched him.

Nie Yifei was beaten to a pulp, but he still denied it feebly: "I didn't, I really didn't..."

Listening to Zhang Qiaomei's long accusation, Zhu Xiaomin's eyes were fixed on Nie Yifei's panicked face. When she heard the words "recruitment quota", a string in her heart twitched fiercely. She lowered her head to look at Zhang Qiaomei, then looked at Nie Yifei, and finally said: "Aijun, don't beat him anymore, send him to the brigade headquarters and see how to deal with him."

"Okay!" Yang Aijun agreed, pushed Nie Yifei on the head, turned to the women who came over and said, "Can you please help Zhang Zhiqing?"

After so many things happened, the women knew Nie Yifei's character. They spat at him and went over to help Zhang Qiaomei up.

Zhu Xiaomin asked: "Qiaomei, how are you?"

Zhang Qiaomei shook her head with tears in her eyes: "It's just... my waist hurts, I probably sprained it."

Zhu Xiaomin nodded, turned around and said apologetically to Liu Zhuangzhi and Yang Yiliang: "Qiaomei is my friend. I want to go back to help deal with this matter. Why don't you go around by yourselves? Don't go too far."

Liu Zhuangzhi also knew that this was the team’s own business and it would be inappropriate for him to go with them, so he nodded and agreed.

Soon, the women supported Zhang Qiaomei, the militiamen escorted Nie Yifei, and a dozen educated youth followed, and they went down the hillside to the brigade headquarters.