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Chapter 3: Eating at the captain's house, coming to the Youth Institute

There are three children in the family, two daughters and one son. People often say that the eldest daughter is the youngest son, but He Yueyang, the second child, is not valued. She was secretly registered to go to the countryside.

Chu Sangning didn't know what to say. Just talk, don't make any moves. His hand was trying to hold her, and she subconsciously dodged to the side.

"It's not very good. These things are also bought for me by my father who saves money."

Chu Sangning was right. Although Chu Yuanlin has a good job, she can't stand the high expenses. It may be because the daughter has no mother. Chu Yuanlin always feels that he owes the daughter.

Chu Yuanlin would buy delicious food and drinks, as well as the most beautiful and expensive clothes from the supply store, as long as Chu Sangning wanted them.

So he spent almost all his monthly salary just to make his daughter happy.

Hearing Chu Sangning's refusal, He Yueyang wanted to ask for it. Her parents didn't care about her, so they naturally wouldn't prepare anything good for her. She had already eaten the two mixed grain cakes in the car.

Chu Sangning frowned and before he could speak, he heard a female voice in front of him: "Yueyang, I have candy, I'll give it to you."

It was Zhao Jiayun who was talking. Zhao Jiayun's family was just like that. Although he had a city hukou, his life was similar to that of He Yueyang's family. The reason why he was willing to give the candy to He Yueyang was because of what happened later.

If Zhao Jiayun remembered correctly, there were not enough houses for the educated youth in the village, so one person lived in a small room by himself.

Don't think it's a good thing. A house dug in a hole is similar to the kiln caves in the neighboring province. Zhao Jiayun didn't want to go there. What if some snakes and insects ran into the house in the middle of the night?

"Zhao Zhiqing, you are so nice, you are such a good person." He Yueyang saw that the candy in Zhao Jiayun's hand was the cheapest, and curled his lips in disdain, but still stuffed it into his mouth.

It would be a waste not to eat it. Since there is a good person around, He Yueyang is willing to be with her.

The relationship between men and women is still relatively strict now, and the other two male educated youths did not come forward. From this point of view, Chu Sangning seemed to be the one who was isolated.

In just one hour, Changxing Village appeared in front of everyone. There was a wooden bridge in front of the village, and you could reach the entrance of the village by crossing the river.

Jiang Zongzheng signaled the educated youth to pick up their packages and follow him, and also told the driver of the ox cart: "The ox has worked hard today, let's feed them more grass tomorrow."

Along the way, the educated youth looked at the environment in front of them and worried about their future. Even Wu Guangqian couldn't laugh.

The ground was full of mud and water. If you walked, you would fall into a big pit. If you were not careful, you would fall down.

Jiang Zongzheng could also feel the mood of the educated youths, and said: "Normally this area is fine, but it rained a few days ago and water has accumulated here. It will be fine in a few days. Follow me closely, I will take you to have a hot meal first."

The educated youths followed Jiang Zongzheng and continued to walk forward. They were relieved when they saw the houses of every household across the muddy road. It was okay if they were not leaky thatched houses. There were even several brick and tile houses.

"Whose house is that, captain?" Wu Guangqian asked.

"That's my brother's house. Look, this is my house. If you have any problems in the future, come to my house to find me."

Jiang Zongzheng brought six educated youth back to his home. His wife had been waiting for a long time. When she heard the noise, she opened the door early and asked angrily, "Why are you so late this time? It's already dark."

"The road is not easy to walk on, and the cows are in a bad mood, so we were delayed for some time."

Jiang Zongzheng Zheng's wife Li Chunfen smiled and said nothing more. She enthusiastically invited the educated youth to come in, "Come in quickly. You must be tired after walking all the way. I'll go get you some water."

The sudden enthusiasm made everyone flattered. Wu Guangqian declined: "Auntie, we won't eat anymore."

The grain harvest was not very good. If the six of them really ate, there would not be enough for the captain's family.

Jiang Zongzheng sat on a bench and knocked on the table with his pipe: "You can eat without worry, these things are yours too."

"You just arrived, so you definitely won't get the brigade's rations. It's still several months before the rations are distributed. We can't say you can't eat, even if you borrowed it."

"Each of you gets 15 catties of miscellaneous grains. If you want to eat fine grains, you can exchange them with the village at the price of 2.5 catties of miscellaneous grains for 1 catty of fine grains."

The educated youths all agreed.

Although Jiang Zongzheng was the brigade leader, his food was no different from that of ordinary people. Because of this group of educated youths, Li Chunfen reluctantly made a pot of egg soup and drank it to keep warm.

"Come and eat, everyone, eat." Jiang Zongzheng invited them to eat. Chu Sangning smiled and sat aside.

He Yueyang and Zhao Jiayun also sat down beside him. They treated Chu Sangning as air. They had only met for a few days, but they were as close as good sisters.

Chu Sangning didn't care about this little trick. Her calm and composed look made Zhao Jiayun very angry.

Everyone sat together to eat. Li Chunfen also served a bowl of soup to her old man. The harvest was not good this year, and they were reluctant to waste two eggs to cook a pot of egg soup.

"I don't want to drink it. Save it for Dabao." Jiang Zongzheng waved his hand, indicating that his wife should take away the soup. He just ate some vegetables and some soup.

Dabao is their grandson, the only child of the old Jiang family. He is weak because of premature birth. He would have a fever and cold for several days if he was exposed to wind and rain. Jiang Zongzheng loves this grandson as much as the apple of his eye.

Li Chunfen also loves her grandson, but she also has to take care of her own old man. After listening to her, she whispered: "Dabao, there is some, you drink it."

A bowl of egg soup was pushed back and forth, and several educated youths were too embarrassed to interrupt. They just nibbled a few mouthfuls silently and were reluctant to touch the vegetables.

After dinner, Jiang Zongzheng led them to the place where the educated youth lived. No one had lived there for a long time. The windows and other things were broken, and the doors were creaking.

Wu Guangqian just pushed open the door and a gust of dust blew in his face, "Ahem."

"Let's do some work today and clean up tomorrow." Jiang Zongzheng pointed to the room with a low wall, "The wall there is low and it's not very safe. Male educated youth, you can live there."

If some second-rate guy got drunk and climbed over the wall, the male educated youth would not care, but it would be bad for the reputation of the female educated youth.

That's why Jiang Zongzheng arranged it this way. The educated youth in the past also slept like this.

However... the number of educated youths this time is not right. There is only one small bed in the room, which can only accommodate two people, so a female educated youth will be left alone.

"Well, there can only be two people in it. How about you guys make do for one night, and I'll ask someone to make a bed tomorrow."

He Yueyangton was furious. The three of them slept in one small bed, so someone must sleep on the floor. The educated youths' home has not been cleaned for such a long time, and there might be rat droppings on the floor. She didn't want that.

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