The remaining three educated youths were very envious of Shen Youjun, but their houses had not yet begun to be built.
They were already married but still living in dormitories. How could people not be discouraged? But there is hope, isn't there? This year they must be able to sleep next to their wives.
Yang Zhongyi only came a month later. He thought he had adjusted himself, but when he heard Jing Chu's voice, he still hurriedly escaped.
He despised himself in his heart, really lacked courage.
Mai Qiu was just around the corner. Li Cunshan planned to start cutting wheat tomorrow. Today, the older folks were in the warehouse sharpening sickles.
Meanwhile, Old Yang was anxiously pacing back and forth; his wife was giving birth and they didn't make it to the hospital.
