MTL - I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses-Chapter 8 Hongqi Commune

Chapter 8 Hongqi Commune

They got on the bus in the afternoon and drove for more than ten hours. They arrived in Province H in the early hours of the night, but Province H was not the destination of their trip.

There is a tractor parked at the entrance of the train station, with a sign reading "Welcome Educated Youth" hanging on the body.

 A few male educated youths came up and asked, and after the two parties confirmed their identities, the male educated youth turned around and waved to everyone, indicating that they could get on the bus.

“Sister Lan Lan, are you afraid?” Song Qi huddled next to Wei Lan like a little quail and asked in a low voice, completely lacking the aura she had in the car during the day.

 It’s not enough to be afraid, but it’s definitely uncomfortable.

Wei Lan smiled slightly: "There is nothing to be afraid of. There are so many people here! If you are afraid, just follow me and I will protect you."

Song Qi nodded and held her hand while holding the box, which made Wei Lan dumbfounded. Fortunately, she only brought a rattan box and a backpack before setting off. If she had followed Wei's mother's advice to bring two boxes, She really couldn't help Song Qi.

 The tractor had pulled fertilizer before it came, and it smelled very strong and unpleasant, so the female educated youth hesitated to get on it.

Wei Lan took the lead in pulling Song Qi out of the queue, and generously handed the luggage over. The male educated youth above helped lift it up, and then the two of them climbed onto the tractor holding the male educated youth's hands.

A fair-looking female educated youth glanced at Wei Lan and the others, frowned and said, "Isn't there a seat in the driver's seat? I want to be the driver's seat!"

The tractor driver stared when he heard this, "The person sitting in the co-pilot seat is our production team leader, and I don't want you to sit on it. If you know how to drive a tractor, I'll sit in the back and you go drive. Anyway, our team leader knows the road, so let him drive it for you." refer to!"

The fair-skinned female educated youth burst into tears immediately, "If it doesn't work, it won't work. Why are you so fierce..."

The tractor driver was an honest man, about forty years old. Seeing the girl crying, he immediately became impatient and said, "If you want to sit down, get on quickly. If you don't want to sit down, go to the commune alone. We have to go to the grain drying field in the morning." I’m threshing grain, I don’t have time to waste here with you!”

These kids from the city are not as good as each other. Before he could say anything, he started crying. Can he work in the fields? He doesn't believe it!

The driver got on the driver's seat. In the passenger seat, Li Hong, the production captain of the Seventh Brigade of Hongqi Commune, only smiled and had no intention of getting out of the car.

Educated youth who have just gone to the countryside are like new recruits who have just joined the army and need to be dealt with.

They support the party's policies, but he doesn't want to get used to these babies from the city. If he doesn't hammer them now, it will be difficult to hammer them later.

The tractor spewed out a burst of black smoke and seemed to be driving away. The female educated youths were also panicked and no longer dared to write ink. They wiped their tears and climbed onto the tractor.

The driver slapped his mouth and cursed, "Virtue!"

He is simply responsible for picking up people. These pampered babies from big cities should give the production team leader a headache!

There were about 300 educated youths who came all the way from the capital city, and more than 50 people were assigned to the Hongqi Commune. The tractor was not big, and only about 30 educated youths could be crammed in once.

 We had to let the remaining people wait here until the next trip comes to pick them up.

It’s a hot day and everyone is sweating a lot. More than thirty people are crowded together. The smell is not too sour when you lower your head.

 In such a crowded situation, male educated youths clustered with male educated youths, and female educated youths clustered with female educated youths on the tractor, with a small gap in the middle serving as a dividing line.

 The tractor drove "chugging" for about 40 minutes before it stopped in front of a row of brick houses.

 (End of this chapter)