"Xiping, do you dare to shout that you want Gao Haining's sister-in-law? If you dare to shout today, I will treat you to a drink tonight."
"Damn, Brother Xiping, why don't you dare to shout?
Gao Haining's sister-in-law is so beautiful, who wouldn't miss her?
Shout, manly man, in one word, what else can you not dare to do?"
"That's right, Brother Xiping is not afraid of anything, so why are we afraid of a girl? Shout, Brother Xiping, we all support you.
If you really catch Zhou Qinglan, then you and Gao Haining will be connected, how great will it be?"
"Brother Xiping, come on, don't be a coward, shout."
In June in Changbai Mountain, the trees are green and lush.
A clear stream flows in the forest.
Beside the stream, a group of young people in their late teens or early twenties were laughing and laughing together.
Sheng Xiping, who was surrounded and booed by the crowd, was in a daze at this moment. What was happening in front of him?
Didn't he get drunk on his sixtieth birthday and go home to sleep? Where is this? Is he dreaming?
"Brother Xiping, why are you so stunned? If you dare to shout, please give me a happy message.
Everyone is looking at you, don’t lose the face of our educated youth in Qianchuan Forest Farm. What are you afraid of? Come on."
Next to him, a young man with a crew cut, thick eyebrows and big eyes reached out and pushed Sheng Xiping, who was still in a trance.
No, it doesn’t seem like a dream.
Although he had longed to go back to the past countless times, he often dreamed of Maekuan Forestry Farm in his dreams. But the scene in front of him was too vivid and real, and it was definitely not a dream.
Sheng Xiping suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and looked around, looking at the group of young people around him.
Wang Jianshe, Gao Haining, Chen Weiguo, Zhang Zhijun...
There are also some who look familiar, but I can't remember their names for a while, as if the names are on my lips, but I just can't say them.
Most of them are the children of Qianchuan Forestry Farm workers. They are similar in age to Sheng Xiping, and they are educated youths in the family team together.
Seven or seven years later, some of these people were recruited to work, and some took the college entrance examination and went out to study.
Then, the Forestry Bureau was in recession, and everyone was laid off to find their own way out, and they all went their separate ways. Many people left and were never heard from again.
It's not a dream. This is definitely not a dream. Although I have dreamed of returning to the forest farm in the past, I have never dreamed of these people.
"You ask him if he dares? Even if he had the courage, he wouldn't dare to shout.
Come on, you people like Qianchuan Forest Farm are just cowards."
Just when Sheng Xiping was immersed in memories and thinking hard, more than ten young people of about the same age came over from not far away.
The man in the lead wore a pure white t-shirt and blue modified overalls with new creases.
I don’t know what I put on my three-quarter-length hair. It’s meticulous and shiny, and I don’t look like I’m here to work.
"That's right, people like them can talk nonsense.
Brother Xiping has been talking about Brother Xiping all day long, as if Brother Xiping is very capable.
When it comes time to move on to the real chapter, aren't you timid? Sheng Xiping, aren't you quite capable? If you have the ability, just scream.
Zhou Qinglan, that is a flower for our educated youth in Songjianghe, the prickly mountain thorn rose, is it something you can miss?"
There was a person next to him, who was also dressed neatly and had the same three-quarter hair style.
It's just that those small eyes, as if they were poked out from the mat strips, coupled with the long and thin face and pointed chin, make him look like a deer-headed and rat-like person.
Of course Sheng Xiping recognized these two people.
No, it should be said that even if they turned into ashes, Sheng Xiping would not admit his mistake.
The man in the white shirt is Sun Yunpeng, the only son of the deputy director of the Songjiang River Forestry Bureau.
The one next to him is the son of the deputy director of the material factory, his name is Du Jiabin.
Starting from 1971, the Forestry Bureau has adopted a new policy that employees’ children will no longer be sent to the countryside after graduating from junior high school or high school.
Instead, go up the mountain and take the Yilin Yinong Road in the bureau, and be directly arranged to the collective household of the family team in the subordinate forest farm.
Educated youths who go up to the mountains can work in family agricultural teams or do seasonal work in forest farms.
Qianchuan Forest Farm is a large forest farm, and it is next to Dajian Farm Village.
The conditions here are better than other forest farms, so not only the children of the employees of this forest farm stay in the family team, but also the children of many bureau cadres are arranged to work in the collective households of Qianchuan Forest Farm.
Sun Yunpeng's group of people are the children of various units in the bureau.
These people are headed by Sun Yunpeng, and most of them are the children of cadres and playboys.
All of them have high self-esteem and domineering attitude, and do not take the local educated youth in Qianchuan Forest Farm seriously.
Sheng Xiping is the eldest son of Sheng Liancheng, the team leader of the Qianchuan Forestry Farm.
Most children of this age are very naughty and wild. Sheng Xiping has been the king of children since he was a child, and he is very naughty.
Later, I learned some boxing skills from a veteran from Dajianchang Village next door. I dare not say that I am invincible in fighting Qianchuan Forest Farm. Most young people would not dare to mess with him anyway.
So growing up, Sheng Xiping was the leader of a group of workers' children at Qianchuan Forest Farm, leading them up the mountains and down the river all day long, doing mischief everywhere.
After Sheng Xiping graduated from junior high school, just in time to catch up with the policy, he stayed in the family team of Qianchuan Forest Farm and became the captain of the educated youth team.
In the winter last year, Sun Yunpeng and others were arranged to Qianchuan Forest Farm.
All of these people were very stubborn and disobedient, especially Sun Yunpeng, who, relying on his father's status, was the most irritating, causing trouble several times and refusing to listen to Sheng Xiping's arrangements.
Sheng Xiping's parents repeatedly warned him not to conflict with the educated youth from the bureau to avoid getting into trouble.
Whether Sheng Xiping can recruit workers in the future will not only be decided by the forest farm leaders, but also mainly by the bureau leaders.
If Sun Yunpeng is offended and Director Sun turns around and talks crookedly, Sheng Xiping's recruitment will be in trouble.
Which of the young people of today, regardless of gender, doesn’t want to be hired as a worker and have an iron rice bowl? Who can stay in the family team for the rest of their lives?
Therefore, Sheng Xiping mostly stayed away from Sun Yunpeng and did not conflict with him head-on.
But the more Sheng Xiping behaved like this, the more Sun Yunpeng felt that people were afraid of him, and he became more arrogant and always looking for trouble.
At this moment, Sun Yunpeng looked at Sheng Xiping and the children of Qianchuan Forest Farm around Sheng Xiping with contempt.
"Sheng Xiping, I'm warning you, Zhou Qinglan is the person I like, so don't try to influence her.
The toad also wants to eat swan meat? Go ahead and dream about your spring and autumn dreams."
"That's right, you guys don't waste your time.
What kind of virtue can you show yourself if you don’t even urinate in the bathroom? Are you worthy of it?"
Du Jiabin, the man next to him, echoed with a dog-legged look.
Although Sun Yunpeng's father is just a director, his mother is very powerful, has a good background and backing, and has a great background.
Director Sun has a bright future and cannot be offended.
Sheng Xiping looked at Sun Yunpeng and Du Jiabin, his heart was tumbling for a moment, hatred welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.