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Chapter 2455 Arrogance

Except for Zhao Shucheng, everyone else was about sixteen or seventeen years old. With Zheng Tong being a sociable villain, they quickly became familiar with each other and talked about interesting things at school or whether they had any common acquaintances.

After chatting for a while, Zheng Tong suddenly said:

"Yuemin, the county educated youth office distributed food to everyone. Oh, I calculated that no matter how much we save, we can't eat until the wheat harvest."

Zhong Yuemin said: "That's easy. If we have it, we can eat it up. If we don't have it, we can think of a way."

"Where can it be done?"

"Yeah, what can you think of? We can't just beg for food, right?"

When other people heard this, they also started talking about it. However, although most of them offered suggestions, they did not take the matter too seriously. They felt that the village or the county could not just watch them starve to death.

Zhong Yuemin said, "How can it be impossible? I heard from my father that farmers in northern Shaanxi go out to beg for food in groups when the harvest season is short. I have long wanted to try the taste of playing in the Olympic Games. If I were in Beijing, there would be no such opportunity."

Jiang Biyun couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Who is this? What bad ideas are coming out here? Whoever wants to beg can go, but I'm not going anyway."

Zhong Yuemin said, "That's easy. Let's divide the food and voluntarily form a partnership. Jiang Biyun, you can get more than 60 kilograms of food. If you eat 200 kilograms of food every day, it will be enough to last until the wheat harvest."

When the others heard this, they started to make a fuss. Of course, they didn't really want to beg for food. Instead, they talked about volunteering to share the meal.

Among them, Zhao Shucheng became the most popular person. After all, Zhao Shucheng was young, and in their opinion he must have eaten less than them, so naturally there was one less person to compete with them.

Unfortunately, they had no idea that although Zhao Shucheng had the body of a child, he had started practicing martial arts after traveling across time, and his appetite was actually larger than that of the average person.

Of course, Zhao Shucheng didn't want to stand up and tell others how to live from the beginning. After all, they were all children who grew up in the city. They had never suffered much or gone hungry since they were young, so they were still a little naive.

Only when they are really at the end of their rope and experience the real life in northern Shaanxi, will they be willing to listen to the arrangements of a child like Zhao Shucheng, and only then will they know what it means to have sweet after bitter.

Zhao Shucheng was not really doing nothing. He planned to take advantage of this period of time to get familiar with the surroundings of the village and see if he could find a way to enrich the villagers or exchange food. After all, if the villagers were hungry, even if the educated youth could find a way to get food, it would only polarize the contradictions between them and would be detrimental to Zhao Shucheng's career.

The educated youth settled down in northern Shaanxi, but life there was not as romantic as they had imagined. They began to learn farm work from their fellow villagers, starting as beginners.

The Ishikawa Village Brigade has a large population and little land. The per capita points of private plots of each household are small, and most of them are uneven slopes. There is only a small piece of truly fertile land, which is the focus of attention of the villagers.

Because Zhao Shucheng is young, he can only do work within his ability. Of course, Zhao Shucheng also studies his barefoot doctor manual every day, so that he can reasonably explain why he has medical skills in the future and help the villagers treat their illnesses.

Of course, at the beginning no one believed that Zhao Shucheng could learn medicine by self-study. They just thought it was Zhao Shucheng's way of passing the time.

In fact, Zhong Yuemin and his friends didn't know that half of their grain had been distributed to the five-guarantee households by the village party secretary. Plus, Zhong Yuemin and his friends didn't know how to plan their lives at all, so they had eaten up half a year's worth of grain in just three months.

In addition to the food rations issued by the county in the first year, the educated youth had to be self-sufficient like other farmers in the village. However, the land in Shichuan Village was small, and the food produced by the villagers themselves was not enough to eat, so it was impossible to distribute the land to the educated youth. So they made a decision to distribute the barren hills behind the village to the educated youth, allowing them to reclaim the wasteland themselves and wait for the next year to plant corn, millet, sorghum and other crops.

In fact, Zhao Shucheng has inspected the barren mountain these days. It is actually the same yellow soil as Ishikawa Village. It used to be full of jujube trees and weeds. It used to be the source of firewood for the villagers and also the place where they grazed their sheep.

Now the barren hills are distributed to the educated youths. When the wasteland is reclaimed, the goats will have to go farther to eat grass, which is not conducive to fattening the goats. After all, the area near Ishikawa Village is very desolate, with yellow soil everywhere but few trees.

Most of the people like Zhong Yuemin were arranged to work on the farmland, but Zhao Shucheng was too young to do heavy work, so he followed the villagers to herd sheep.

Even though Zhong Yuemin and his friends seemed full of energy when they were in the city, after doing farm work, when they returned to the dormitory at night, they all wanted to collapse directly on the bed.

At the beginning, everyone was interested in studying at night, learning how to farm, irrigate, fertilize, etc. But later, the enthusiasm faded and everyone wanted to go back to sleep.

Zhao Shucheng was different from them. After all, the job of herding sheep was relatively easy. After driving the sheep to the place, he could take out a book and read to pass the time. At most, he would feel a little tired on the way back and forth every day.

Zhong Yuemin and the others looked at Zhao Shucheng, who worked passionately every day as if nothing had happened and even read books by lamplight when he came home. They felt that they were no better than a half-grown child and couldn't help feeling ashamed.

"Xiao Ningwei, don't you feel tired like this?"

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "No, I think this is quite interesting. The ancients said it well, when God is about to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind and will suffer, his muscles and bones tired, his body hungry and empty, and his actions frustrated, so as to move his heart and endure his nature, and increase his ability to do what he could not do before."

"We are going through this stage now. Farming is hard work and it takes a lot of effort. If we persist, we can hone our character. If we can't get through this stage, we won't achieve anything great in the future. But if we can get through this stage, then what difficulties can defeat us?"

When the others heard what Zhao Shucheng said, they felt even more ashamed. They could only force themselves to start studying as well so as not to be outdone by Zhao Shucheng.

But the time when they became more sad had not yet come. After the food was distributed, they were very happy at first. Everyone tried their best to eat enough and not go hungry. However, after a month, more than one third of the food disappeared at once, and everyone began to worry.

Food would not fall from the sky, and they came here to join the queue, and there was no other distribution, so they could only think about saving food. But no matter how much they saved, only half of the original six-month food was distributed, and these people were still growing up, and they had no way to control their food intake, so the food was about to run out.

By this time, the farmland had been almost reclaimed, and the educated youth could only sit in the yard one by one, reducing exercise so that they could eat less every day.

Zhao Shucheng originally wanted to dig some wild vegetables nearby, at least to mix with the food to fill his stomach. Unfortunately, they came at the wrong time, most of the land was bare, there was not much green to see, let alone digging wild vegetables.

Fortunately, Zhao Shucheng still had some food in his personal space, so he could secretly eat and not be depleted, but this was not a long-term solution. So Zhao Shucheng began to think of ways to increase the grain production in Shichuan Village and fill the stomachs of the villagers.

That day, Zheng Tong and Zhong Yuemin were playing chess in the yard, and the stakes for winning or losing were a steamed bun.

Zhong Yuemin was no match for Zheng Tong. Seeing that he was about to lose, he quickly said, "I won't play here. Your horse is here. Why can't I see it? No, no, I won't play this move. It should be here."

"No, you want to regret your move again, don't you? You already owe me a steamed bun, what's going on? Do you want to default on your debt?"

"I'm not going to default on my debt. Let's continue. It's just two steamed buns, right? Let's continue."

"We don't sell on credit. Pay the owed steamed bread first."

"How can I deny my debt? I'll return it to you when the meal is served. Come on, keep it up. Let me take it and leave first." Zheng Tong said, "No more, let's talk about it after the meal. If you lose this game again, you won't have lunch. I can't bear to let you watch me eat. If I soften my heart and let you have a steamed bun, then all my work will be in vain."

"I am happy to be hungry, so don't be soft-hearted. It's just a meal, no big deal, keep going, keep going."

At this time, Zhao Shucheng found Zhong Yuemin and said, "Brother Yuemin, stop playing chess. We are out of food!"

Zhong Yuemin and Zheng Tong were a little surprised when they heard this. They turned around and looked at Zhao Shucheng and asked, "No more food?"

Zhong Yuemin said, "Hey, how could I have forgotten? I just remembered. Sorry, sorry. Can we still have a meal together?"

"There is nothing left."

Zheng Tong looked at Zhong Yuemin and said, "Why aren't you in a hurry at all? Are you kidding me?"

"I really forgot who deceived you and who was your grandson."

Zheng Tong said: "What should we do? Didn't you say you were going to lead the team to beg for food? Let's go, borrow two tattered cotton-padded jackets from the villagers, and get a dog-beating stick. Begging is begging, so this outfit can't be fussy."

"You still have to wait until tomorrow to get food. How are we going to get through today? There are still two meals to come. They smell so good. Who's going to cook?"

Zhao Shucheng took a look and said, "It's Sister Jiang and the others."

The girls cooked on their own. After all, they ate less than the boys, so there was still some food left.

Zhong Yuemin had no other choice but to take advantage of the food provided by the girls including Jiang Biyun. He went to find Jiang Biyun with a wry smile, hoping that she could lend some food to the boys.

Jiang Biyun had actually heard what Zhao Shucheng said outside just now. She knew that the boys had no food and that Zhong Yuemin wanted to borrow some food.

But she also knew that this was not a long-term solution, after all, their food supply could not last too long. Even if Zhong Yuemin asked to borrow one jin and return two jin, she would not care.

At night, the educated youth tossed and turned in their beds, unable to sleep.

"I couldn't sleep, I felt dizzy and weak all over."

Zhong Yuemin said: "This is a symptom of hypoglycemia. It will be fine if you fall asleep. Go to sleep."

"That's nonsense. How can I sleep? My stomach feels like it's on fire." Zheng Tong sat up and said in pain.

Zhong Yuemin actually had no other choice. After all, he was not a god and could not create food.

"Zheng Tong, are you annoying? You can't stand not eating for just two meals. Just eat me up."

"Don't be greedy for me. If you have the guts, I'll cut off the meat from your buttocks. Whoever doesn't eat it is a grandson."

Others couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and some even said, "If I had known that I would be here, I would never come. Just Sun Hong, who lives next door to our house, refused to sign up. Classmates, teachers, and the old ladies from the neighborhood committee came to his house one after another to mobilize him. This kid is really patient. Even if you talk to him to death, he won't say a word. At night, he took off his clothes to sleep, and he was still mumbling, "That female comrade, please move aside, I have nothing to wear underneath."

Zheng Tong said, "You talk about our group. As soon as people told us to come, we rushed here. I heard that those who stayed in Beijing and didn't come were also assigned jobs in the end."

"No!"

Zhong Yuemin asked the others to speak less and save some energy, and then he would lead the team to the county town to beg for food tomorrow.

At this time, they suddenly smelled a fragrance, which was the smell of cooking. Just when they were all greedy, Jiang Biyun and others knocked on the door and brought them steamed bread, so that they finally didn't have to go to bed hungry.

However, Zhong Yuemin was rejected by Jiang Biyun when he asked to borrow food during the day, so even though food was placed in front of him at this moment, he still arrogantly refused, saying that he would not eat food given out of pity.

Jiang Biyun could see that Zhong Yuemin was in a bad mood, so she said, "Oh, really? Who comes to my place to eat during the day?"

"This moment, that moment."

"What do you mean?"

Zhong Yuemin said while lying on the bed: "I went to your place during the day as a revolutionary comrade and borrowed food from you. Now the nature of the matter has changed. It's like a landlord giving alms to the poor. We are poor but not poor in spirit."

After hearing this, Zheng Tong couldn't help but return the steamed bread to Jiang Biyun.

Jiang Biyun said, "You want me to beg you, right?"

"No, I'm not hungry. I haven't eaten for just one day, and I can't bear it? I want to experience the feeling of the Red Army's Long March."

Jiang Biyun said, "Okay, let's eat first. I admit that my words during the day were a bit hurtful. I'm going to formally apologize to you here. We can talk about other things later, okay?"

Zhong Yuemin did not back down and said, "No way, you have the right to decide not to lend me your grain. This is only natural. Do you have to apologize?"

Jiang Biyun looked at the boy who didn't even eat and said, "Yuemin, eat. Just think of it as a plea from you."

Zhong Yuemin said: "Biyun, I'm not hungry. Just consider it as a thank you."

Jiang Biyun couldn't bear it any longer. She threw the toy on the kang in front of Zhong Yuemin and said, "Zhong Yuemin, put away your ridiculous self-esteem. Do you think you are the only one with self-esteem? Have you ever considered the feelings of the rest of us? What I can't stand the most is your arrogance, which is arrogance to the bone."

(End of this chapter)