The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

In midsummer, cicadas chirp noisily.

Liu Guangtian became the first educated youth to respond to the call to go to the countryside. This "honor" was no less than joining the army and wearing a red flower on his chest.

But that smile froze on his face, looking uglier than crying.

Time was tight and the task was heavy. As soon as the formalities were completed, the street community came to the courtyard to pick people up with drums and gongs. The bustle was far beyond imagination.

"Hey, uncle, if it were in the countryside, everyone would want to go to the city and eat commercial grain!"

"These city people are now forcing their children to go to the countryside. Is it so easy to stay in the countryside? Can people like them stay there?"

Squatting on the cart, Liu Lei looked at the scene with great curiosity. Today's protagonist, Liu Guangtian, looked so tearful, as if he had already seen the future. When this guy arrived in the countryside, he would really cry.

Liu Qiang calmed the mule to prevent it from being frightened by the joyous scene. He took the time to glance at the joyful scene at the gate of the courtyard, smiled and shook his head.

"We have survived, haven't we? Our ancestors have stayed in the countryside for thousands of years, and the rice has been harvested one after another. So it doesn't matter if they suffer in the countryside for a few years~!"

"Look at how the farmers work and how the food grows from the ground. Without us farmers growing food, how would people in the city have food to eat~!"

What is responding to the call? What is eliminating the three major differences? Liu Qiang doesn't understand these profound principles.

He only knew that people in the city were living a good life nowadays. One person working could support a whole family, they could eat fine grains occasionally, and they had a monthly meat ration. He thought it was time for him to go to the countryside to experience what life was like in the country.

Both of them worked hard in the countryside. When they came to the city, they worked as movers and deliverymen, getting up early and working late. They both felt that it was easier than doing farm work in the countryside, so they have more say.

"Within half a month, I can lose at least ten pounds~!"

Liu Lei showed a wicked smile on his face. He looked at Liu Guangtian's slightly fat body, held his chin, and made his own judgment.

He was a little confused by the changes in the world. The country people were trying their best to get into the city, but the city people were now strongly encouraging people to go to the countryside. Only those who had lived in the countryside knew what it meant to these city people.

Although he was obviously very nervous, in such an occasion with drums and gongs beating, Liu Guangtian had to straighten his chest and put away his fear. After all, compared with other educated youth who went to the countryside, he had 100 yuan sponsored by his family and a promise from his father to return to the city.

"The farm is good, Liu Guangtian. The farm is much better than joining the production team. Joining the production team is to reclaim wasteland. On the farm, at least there are people to provide food, so you won't go hungry. You also get paid for your work. Although it's a rural area, it's almost like the army, with semi-militarized management~!"

Yan Jiefang appeared out of nowhere, put his arms around Liu Guangtian's neck, and acted like good brothers, sending their elder brother off to the countryside. Not only did he hit Guangtian's chest with his fist, he also whispered something to him with a mischievous look on his face.

"Get lost, if you're really that good, why don't you get off? I found you, you sold your land, don't you feel bad~!"

Liu Guangtian still had a smile on his face, but his fingers, which were holding the luggage, turned white from clenching them too tightly. If both of his hands were free, he would have wanted to slap Yan Jiefang in the face.

"I'm sorry, my score is much higher than yours. Although I didn't get into technical secondary school, I can still go to high school for a few more years. I had to convince my dad with great difficulty. Look how promising Li Feng is after graduating from high school. My dad is a teacher. You can't say that no one in my family has any future!"

"Our family situations are different. When you go to the countryside, you can train yourself well. Don't worry. Maybe in two years, when I graduate, there will be no need for educated youth to go to the countryside. By then, I will find a wife..."

Yan Jiefang, who was determined not to stop until he had made someone angry to death, said a few words to Liu Guangqi, who was so angry that his face turned red like a cooked lobster. He put his knee on Yan Jiefang's butt and knocked on him.

"Fuck you, Yan Jiefang, don't show off in front of me. I'll deal with you when I come back~!" Breathing heavily through his nostrils, watching the second son of the Yan family running away with a frivolous grin, Liu Guangtian looked a little EMO.

Following the team beating gongs and drums, he walked to the entrance of the alley in a daze, climbed onto the truck full of red flags, looked back at the neighbors in the courtyard who were seeing him off, and couldn't help sniffing.

"Go and work hard. Don't bring shame to our courtyard. Don't let your father down. Strive to be the best in everything!"

"Second brother, when you go, don't miss home. Don't worry, I'm at home. I will take good care of my parents. Find me a sister-in-law as soon as possible~!"

Liu Haizhong followed his son to the entrance of the alley, watched his son climb onto the truck, and explained everything to him in front of Director Wang, thus earning some points for his impression.

Liu Guangtian was heartbroken by his parents' indifference, and his third brother's hypocrisy made him, the second elder brother, so angry that he almost fell off the fence.

He made the greatest sacrifice for his family and for his father to resume work. If he really got married in the countryside, everything would go to the bastard Third Brother.

Compared with the intrigues in Old Liu's family, the educated youth who were about to go to the countryside on the bus had smiles that came from the heart on their faces, and they still had aspirations to go to the frontiers of the motherland.

Compared with Liu Guangtian's timidity, they waved openly to the strangers who were seeing them off under the car, and set off towards the unknown distance with everyone's blessings.

The whistle of the green train tore through the sultry air, and the train station platform boiled into a pot of boiling hot porridge.

The young men in blue cloth shirts held enamel pots and bedding rolls above their heads. The red painted words "Up to the Mountains and Down to the Countryside" on their canvas school bags were glaring in the sun. They boarded the bus in a chaotic but orderly queue.

The wooden plank between the platform and the carriage was shaking, and someone slipped. Behind him, he heard laughter mixed with his mother's screams.

"Guifang, hide this bag of brown sugar!"

Through the open windows of the green train, parents who were worried about their children going on a long journey for the first time still stuffed the few good things in the house into their children's hands through the open windows.

This kind of close friendship and inseparable scene made Liu Guangtian feel uncomfortable, because at this moment he seemed to be an unwanted child. Not to mention his father, even his mother didn't come to the train station to see him off.

As the conductor blew the copper whistle, the connection between the carriages was filled with arms clinging to the windows, and faded white shirt sleeves brushed against the coal dust raised by the platform.

Young people's arms were waving outside through the train windows, and some even poked their heads out of the windows to say their last goodbyes to their families.

The railroad tracks began to shake. Outside the train window, propaganda slogans about going to the countryside and mountains flew backwards. Flying red flags flashed through the reflection of the train window.

The train to the southwest began to bid farewell to the capital. Liu Guangtian stared out the window in a daze, as if he wanted to engrave the appearance of the capital when he left in his mind.

"It doesn't matter if the cow dung stinks. What's dangerous is the stinking thoughts. Covering ourselves in cow dung can knock down the stinky airs of us intellectuals..."

The propagandists of the propaganda team entered the carriage and began their speeches. A trace of confusion flashed across Liu Guangtian's eyes.

Has Li Feng ever taken this train to the southwest? (End of this chapter)