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811 Don't Arrange My Life 1

"The Thirty Paozi has arrived, the Thirty Paozi has arrived!"

The simple announcement of the stop reminds passengers on the bus to hurry up if they want to get off, and to go inside if they don't want to get off.

He Xiaoman grabbed an ancient large orange leather suitcase and a woven bamboo strip box, and stumbled along with the crowd to squeeze under the car.

Finally arrived at the station.

What makes the host miserable is the long journey and dizzying motion sickness. What makes He Xiaoman miserable is the weird smells filling the carriage.

At this time, the little green skins are very similar to the neighbor's third brother's house. All kinds of animals such as chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs can get on the bus, and the tickets are free. The premise is that you have to get these little cuties on the bus during the short stop time.

This world is a parallel time and space in the 1970s.

When He Xiaoman got on the train, the entire carriage was reserved for educated youths going to the countryside.

After passing through the capital, no more new revolutionary partners got on the bus. Instead, some people slowly began to arrive at the place where they went to the countryside. As a result, the number of people changed from more and more to less and less, and the insiders on the bus also began to interact with each other.

From introducing themselves to each other, they chatted enthusiastically about their families and their enjoyment of supporting rural construction.

Later, I don’t know who was so passionate that he started organizing everyone to sing.

All things grow dependent on the sun.

As more and more people got off the bus, accompanied by chickens, ducks and geese, they could no longer sing their songs, and many delicate and frail people like the host Tao Xiaozhen began to fall asleep.

It was at this time that He Xiaoman entered the festival world.

The chorus of pigs, chickens, ducks and geese completely replaced the passion of the educated youths, and their unique smell gradually spread to the entire carriage, killing He Xiaoman's sense of smell crazily.

"Bubu, you chose this time to let me enter the festival realm. What grudges do you have?"

There was no answer from Bubu, but a gentle and clear voice sounded from beside him.

"Are you still motion sick? Xiao Zhen?"

With such a greeting, a nauseating feeling hit his heart. He Xiaoman felt his cheeks sore and his mouth suddenly overflowed with sour water.

There were no barf bags on the train at this time.

A pair of hands were firmly clasped on He Xiaoman's chin, as if he knew that she was going to vomit, just in case something unexpected happened.

He Xiaoman directly pinched his own tiger's mouth with one hand and kneaded it vigorously, and then pressed the Neiguan point along his wrist. The dizziness and vomiting sensation were instantly relieved.

She switched to the other hand.

The man next to her saw that she had not spoken. He just pinched his hand back and forth and asked with concern: "Xiao Zhen...comrade, are you feeling better? If you really can't help it..."

Two tightly fitting hands were raised in front of He Xiaoman's chest and shook, indicating that he didn't mind taking it with his hands.

"Thanks, but no need to."

"I'm going to the car connection to get some fresh air."

Without waiting for the man to answer, He Xiaoman stood up and squeezed out of the aisle full of people.

call!

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, He Xiaoman felt that his whole body was getting excited, and the feeling of being dizzy and nauseous was disappearing.

She understood why Bubu threw her into the festival realm at this time.

If she arrived a little later, the host Tao Xiaozhen would vomit, but the man next to her actually caught her vomit with his hands and took care of her until she got off the bus.

The groggy host allowed the man to half-hug her and get on the bullock cart bound for Shangxi Brigade of Dadingzi Commune.

The host was confused and accepted by the educated youth as being in a relationship with this Cen Junjie.

And in less than two days, they were recognized as a couple by the entire Shangxi brigade.

Then the tragic life unfolds.

Now that He Xiaoman is here, there is no vomiting incident. Just like in the plot, Junjie Cen lends a helping hand but takes the lonely one.

During the rest of the trip, when He Xiaoman got off the bus at Sanpaozi County Station, his attitude toward Cen Junjie, an educated youth whom he had just met upon getting on the bus, became increasingly cold. Naturally, he was not half-hugged and half-dragged onto the bus.

car.

The conditions of the host family were relatively favorable even at that time.

Her parents doted on her since she was a child. As the only daughter in the family, the host grew up in a life of luxury compared to her peers at that time.

Unfortunately, her life was sweet at first and then bitter, and the tragedy began from this trip to the countryside.

The oxcart moved slowly and leisurely, carrying the large and small luggage packages of the educated youths. Behind the cart followed this group of young people who ranged from excitement to doubt about life in the countryside.

Nine people, five women, four men, were panting as they followed the slow bullock cart.

Even though these children who grew up in the city are rich and poor, this long journey is still difficult for them.

After a period of hard work, Cen Junjie finally approached He Xiaoman again without leaving any trace.

"Xiao Zhen..."

"My surname is Tao, please call me Comrade Tao."

Anyone who has watched a certain variety show knows that Xiao Tao will disappear and Xiao Zhen will die.

"Tao... Comrade Tao, are you... are you tired?"

He Xiaoman looked at someone who was panting and trying to keep up with him: "I think you are tired."

"Thank you... thank you... Comrade Tao for your concern... I... I'm not tired."

Cen Junjie looked like a fish starved of oxygen, panting with his mouth wide open while looking for something to say to He Xiaoman.

"If you're not tired, could I please do something for you."

Cen Junjie suddenly smiled like a flower: "Say, little...Comrade Tao, as long as...as long as you say it, I...I will definitely do it."

"Look over there."

He Xiaoman pointed to the north.

Cen Junjie turned to look north, and He Xiaoman took the opportunity to take a few steps and keep pace with Lao Niu.

The old cow looked at the human who suddenly came to chop his head with his eyes wide open in confusion: "Moo?"

Cen Junjie, who was thrown behind the car, dragged his heavy legs and shouted loudly: "Comrade Tao, you... what did you let me see... just now?"

His shocking words immediately attracted the other seven panting people and Uncle Dashan who was driving the car to pay attention to He Xiaoman and salute him.

There are already expressions on some people's faces that are somewhat clear and ambiguous.

"Bei Feng today, you are so close to me and your mouth is so wide open, I'm afraid you will spray your tonsils in my face with the wind."

Except for Uncle Dashan and Cen Junjie, everyone burst into laughter after being stunned for a moment.

Cen Junjie's face instantly turned pale.

And those who thought they knew something before also realized that they were overthinking it, and Comrade Tao and Comrade Cen were not in that kind of relationship.

Being humiliated by He Xiaoman in public, Cen Junjie finally felt embarrassed and shamelessly followed him for the rest of the trip. He Xiaoman's trip to the educated youth of Shangxi Brigade finally arrived smoothly.

The brigade has specially prepared a place to stay for these educated youths. It is a third-level dormitory with a single door and a courtyard next to the brigade branch. The official name is the Shangxi Brigade Youth Point.

The wooden door was open, and standing next to it was a tall and thin young man and a thin black young woman with two braids. They were both younger and taller than each other.
Chapter completed!
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