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Fighting by force is not very common in this cultural movement. It is not just that everyone kills a person with a punch and a kick, but also large-scale fighting with weapons.

After turning over the small northern mountain, there was a team called "Rebel Glory" on the other side of the mountain. Their artillery fire was directed at the reeds, and I heard that there were some "gangster" children hiding there.

Several armed tugboats entered the river pond, shells roared overhead, the water column was monstrous, the water splashed everywhere, and the reeds were stained with blood.

There are mountains and water here, the scenery is excellent, the waterways are vertical and horizontal, and the rivers and ponds are densely covered, forming a large area, ranging from tens of miles to hundreds of miles.

A cannonball missed its aim, ran in the wrong place, landed on a big rock, and scattered countless rubble.

Chu Sha pulled Zou Chengyan into his arms, fell down and rolled around a few times, and hid behind a tree. He covered Zou Chengyan's ears, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"En." Zou Chengyan buried his head in Chu Sha's arms, his ears were covered by Chu Sha, but the sound of gunfire still got into his ears, he raised his hand to cover Chu Sha's ears.

The two of them just covered each other's ears and waited until the artillery fire stopped.

The two of them shouldn't have come out to pick herbs today. The day is fine, but people are not on good terms.

Chu Sha found that the clothes on his heart were wet. He didn't ask Zou Chengyan what happened. Too many people died, and many people had a stone in their hearts.

A few days ago, Zou Chengyan received a letter saying that his sister-in-law committed suicide.

Not only that, after the death of Aunt Zou Chengyan, the *'* representative at that time, in order to see her naked body, insisted that there was a secret letter of secret service in her belly, stripped her naked, and then opened her broken belly.

That is a warm and cheerful girl, she loves to eat sweets and watch movies, and always buys some snacks for her nephew.

When she was at home, she was the treasure in the hands of her father and brother. They always indulged her to be naughty, and her mother and sister-in-law loved to dress her up.She was supposed to bloom like a flower, but she died in Huangquan.

When Zou Chengyan saw the letter, he thought he had read it wrong. At that moment, he would rather be illiterate, maybe he could deceive himself if he didn't know those words.

He didn't dare to let his grandfather know about it. He was already sick intermittently, and if he received such a blow, would his grandfather survive until he returned to the city?

One burden after another fell on Zou Chengyan's shoulders, and he felt that he was about to lose weight.

Chu Sha patted Zou Chengyan on the back, he looked up at the sky, it was already June, the sun was too far away, the sun couldn't shine on them, no matter how good the sky was, it had nothing to do with them.

"Brother Chu, my sister-in-law is dead." Zou Chengyan's voice was muffled and weeping.

"Chengyan, don't think about it..."

Mid-June

When the wheat is ripe, it is also the hottest time in summer. Farmers cut thousands of acres of wheat with one sickle after another. The hot wind blows in the hot sun, and the skin on the back is exposed. The sweat on the back is like salt water on the wound.

A commune has an average of [-] peasant households, [-] laborers and [-] mu of land.

Shijianzi Village is famous for its industriousness in ten miles and eight villages. It is honored every year and is the first production brigade of the commune.

Chu Sha and other educated youths also came to harvest the wheat. He had been bent over for a day, and his fair skin had long since been dyed a darker wheat color by the wheat field. The towel on the bed can wring a bucket of water a day.

In the evening, a crisp whistle spread across the wheat field, and the farmer finally straightened his back, put away his sickle, and walked home with the earthen pot.

"Brother Chu."

A small whisper brought Chu Sha back to his senses, and he looked behind the tree, "Chengyan?"

"It's me." Zou Chengyan secretly went to pick up the wheat, and he put a handful of wheat in Chu Sha's hand and ran away.

Chu Sha didn't stop Zou Chengyan, so he could only take the wheat into the house. He took out the wheat grains, and the green wheat grains exuded a faint fragrance of wheat.

Everyone usually eats sweet potatoes, corn on the cob, and taro. If there is nothing to eat, they dig wild vegetables or roll leaves. Every year, they only eat a little porridge with radishes when the grain is just harvested.

Chu Sha extravagantly bought pork the size of a thumb, chopped it finely, chose fresh and tender wild vegetables, and mixed the stuffing in a white porcelain bowl.

He fetched water, kneaded the poor wheat flour into dough, and made seven dumplings.

There are just seven dumplings, and most farmers may not have eaten a bite until their death.

Chu Sha ate three by himself, found kraft paper and carefully wrapped the remaining four and sent them to the cowshed.

"Who?"

"Chengyan, Grandpa, it's me."

"Doctor Chu is here, Cheng Yan, you go and greet him." Zou Fengnian who was lying down hurriedly sat up, struggling to get up, seeing his grandson coming to help him, he urged him to greet Chu Sha.

He never regarded himself as an elder in front of Chu Sha, but called Dr. Chu Sha together with the villagers, even if the other party was talented.

"Grandpa, don't get up, I'll deliver something."

Chu Sha looked left and right, even though there was no one around, he was still worried, and took out the kraft paper and put it in Zou Fengnian's hand after entering the cowshed, "Grandpa, Cheng Yan gave me a handful of wheat, I made it Dumplings, you and Cheng Yan have a try. No one is watching in my clinic, so I’ll be back right away, you guys have a good rest.”

"Doctor Chu, what can I do? You have risked your life several times to see me. I have never repaid your kindness. How can I still accept your things?" Zou Fengnian was in poor health, and he wanted to return it to Chu Sha. But the man had already left, and he gave the kraft paper to his grandson, "Hurry up and return it to Dr. Chu."

"it is good."

When Zou Chengyan went out, he saw Chu Sha standing outside waiting for him, "Brother Chu, take it back, we can't take it, we already owe you too much..."

"Give me a handful of wheat, and I'll return you four dumplings. There is no debt or no debt. If you insist on doing the math, when you return to the city, introduce me to a big hospital and let me be a doctor. You See if it works?" Chu Sha patted Zou Chengyan's head, "Chengyan, even if you don't eat it, you have to give it to your grandfather, right?"

If Zou Chengyan were alone, he would feel that he could eat anything as long as he could survive.

But his grandfather is not in good health, lives poorly, and is often sick, but he has been eating unnutritious elm leaves and gnawing corn bread with cold water, so he has lost a lot of weight than before, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

"Thank you." Zou Chengyan did not insist, and returned to the cowshed after bowing to Chu Sha.

Farmers work hard for a whole year in order to eat food when harvesting. They can only have a full meal at this time, and they will be hungry again later.

While cutting the wheat, the people in the production team chanted in unison——

"How daring people are, how prolific the land is."

"The potential of the land is endless, and the yield per mu is man-made."

The bad thing is this number. Their production brigade falsely reported the output in order to compete for the first place. According to the ratio, they not only had to hand in all the wheat that had been removed, but even owed the commune two thousand catties of grain.

I have to owe it every year, and I will make it up after the next harvest.

The production brigade sent all the grain to the town to hand over to the public. The commune cadres who collected the grain treated everyone equally, regardless of whether they were male or female, or how old they were.

"You owe again?"

"Make it up next time." Ge Yan felt guilty, and she asked the village head to borrow food from the next village, but she didn't borrow it. That's why she owed so much food now.

"Hmph, bookkeeping." The commune cadre's voice made people blush.

"They'll wait for me." Ge Yan gritted her teeth and secretly hated Shijianzi Village for not responding to the country's call.