After hearing her say this, it was hard for them to say anything else.
It didn't take long for other people to arrive slowly, including the entire village labor force plus the educated youth who came during this period, a large group of people.
Captain Zhao Jianting came over with a notebook, and everyone was lined up in an orderly manner from shortest to tallest.
On the educated youth side, Su Jingyang hadn't slept enough, and he was leaning on Ji Mingxuan's body as if he had no bones.
There were several others who had not slept enough like him. Zhao Jianting looked at them, his face darkened, and he said loudly.
"Stand properly. There is no way to stand. There are no rules. You are here to work, not to enjoy happiness."
Ji Mingxuan pushed Su Jingyang and asked him to stand still. This was not a large courtyard, but no one would spoil him.
Su Jingyang didn't sleep enough, and he was angry when he got up, so he stood up reluctantly.
The same goes for several other pampered educated youths. One squeamish female educated youth said unhappily: "Captain, is it necessary to be so early? We haven't slept enough. How can we have the energy to work if we wake up so early?"
As soon as she said this, everyone else looked at her, wondering where this brainless girl came from.
Some people think in their hearts: If my daughter said such senseless words, I would slap her to death.
As for the educated youth, there are only a few old educated youths and a few educated youths who have been here for a while.
Everyone else thought she was right.
Zhao Jianting's face turned dark when he heard what she said, and he did not hide his dissatisfaction in his tone: "Want to sleep enough? You can go home and sleep however you want, but there is no door here."
The female educated youth did not expect that she would be scolded after just complaining, and she was frightened to tears.
When the others saw the captain getting angry, they were all frightened.
Zhao Jianting was obviously angry, and he also took this opportunity to warn these new educated youths and old educated youths.
"When you first came here, the food you ate was lent to you by the villagers at one or two o'clock. Don't think that the food was given to you for free. You have to pay it back. So if you want to be an ancestor here, I can easily
You’re welcome to tell you, it’s a dream.”
Zhao Jingyi watched this scene silently, and she had to say that it was indeed a bit bluffing for the cheap grandnephew to get angry.
For a while, the atmosphere at the gathering place was a bit solemn.
Fortunately, it was only short-lived. Zhao Jianting had been the captain of the brigade for so long. Although he often had a tigerish face, he rarely got angry.
When Zhao Jianshu said these words again, he looked at everyone present.
When passing Zhao Jingyi, there was obviously a pause. At that moment, he felt a little guilty, fearing that he had scared her.
After talking for a while, the division of labor began. After this time, the little caution in the minds of these newly arrived educated youths was suppressed.
Even Su Jingyang was a little scared. Just now he dared to get angry and felt unhappy. Now he has nothing left.
Zhao Jingyi was assigned to cut pig grass, a job that had always been done by capable children in the village.
It's not an easy job, but it's only three work points, not as many as other jobs.
But this is enough for Zhao Jingyi. After all, she can feed herself and the whole family is not hungry.
She went to get the tools and a backpack, and then followed a few juniors who were about the same age as her or slightly younger than her and walked to the place where they usually cut pig grass.
Zhao Xiaozhen jumped to Zhao Jingyi's side and said, "Auntie, we will come together later."
Zhao Jingyi: "Okay."
Everyone else formed a team in twos and threes.
It was morning now and the pigweed was still wet, so they had to cut it quickly and wait for it to dry before feeding it to the pigs in the brigade at noon.
After cutting the hogweed in the morning, they could do something else.
Zhao Xiaozhen patted her chest: "I haven't seen my dad lose such a temper for a long time. I was scared to death just now."
Zhao Jing twitched the corner of her mouth, feeling helpless: "What are you afraid of? Your father doesn't eat people."
Sure enough, most children are afraid of their fathers, no matter what age they are.
I used to be afraid of my father when I was little (before I wore a book). My father would be very strict when I made mistakes. I was usually good at everything, but if I made a mistake, I would be severely criticized.
Later, when I grew up, I became rebellious. I told my father that I had resentment in my heart during that time. Later, when I really understood, I also realized that it was actually for my own good, but I can't go back now.
Zhao Xiaozhen didn't notice the change in Zhao Jingyi's mood. She pouted and whispered, "I don't know why. My dad is usually very good. But sometimes he gets angry and has a straight face, which makes me scared."
Zhao Jing suppressed the sadness in her heart and said with a faint smile: "It's very cruel to be angry, so don't think too much about it and just cut the pig grass."
After saying that, he took out a small sickle from his backpack and walked aside to cut the pigweed.
When cutting, she was very careful to see if there were any herbs she needed.
Cutting and cutting, she moved away from the place where she originally cut pigweed. Zhao Jing was focused on cutting pigweed and looking for herbs.
She didn't notice that there was a green bamboo leaf on the small tree in the grass nearby, looking at her eagerly.
Not far behind her, Ji Mingxuan was holding a stick and followed him quietly.
Staring at the snake in the grass with sharp eyes, Zhao Jing cut it carefully, not realizing that danger was around her.
Until my back was sore and I wanted to stand up, a deep voice came from behind me.
"do not move."
Zhao Jing froze and turned a little pale, thinking that she had met a bad guy.
He was so scared that his whole body froze and he held his breath.
But this sound alarmed Zhuyeqing, who jumped up from the branch with his mouth open, and was about to bite Zhao Jing on the neck.
Ji Mingxuan's eyes were sharp and he swung the stick without hesitation, hitting the seven-inch area like a bamboo leaf green quickly, accurately and hard.
The sound of a sap carrying a gust of wind clearly reached Zhao Jing's ears.
With her back to Zhao Jing, she was still thinking about whether Zhao Xiaozhen had been knocked unconscious, whether she was next, and what she should do now.
If she was called out now, she and Zhao Xiaozhen would definitely be in danger. At this time, she had to stay calm and not panic.
Zhao Jing kept making mental preparations, but her hands were still trembling with fear.
Ji Mingxuan behind her, after knocking off the bamboo leaf green, it did not die, but fainted. He quickly walked over and pressed the stick against its seven inches, then squatted down and stretched out his hand to pinch the seven inches of the bamboo leaf green.
Turning his head to look at Zhao Jingyi, who was still half squatting and bending over, his stern face showed a hint of relief.
"Okay, you can move now."
Zhao Jingyi was thinking and doing some mental construction when she suddenly heard a familiar voice and couldn't react.
Why is this voice so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere.
Seeing that she didn't move, Ji Mingxuan thought something was wrong with her. He held the bamboo leaf green in his hand, walked over and poked her arm.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Zhao Jing mechanically turned her head and looked at the fair and handsome face of Zhang Zhang who was very close to her.
His feet gave way and he fell to the ground. Only then could he see the face of the person in front of him clearly again.
It's him, the boy from yesterday.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the snake in his hand and understood instantly.