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Chapter 827 Want to leave?

There was a meeting in the boys' dormitory and they discussed an implementation plan of "a group of five people, jointly defending each other and supervising each other".

In addition, the dozen or so girls were busy making porridge and steaming steamed buns in the yard.

When breakfast was ready, the female class monitor called out, "Comrades, come and get some food!"

When these people each took their lunch boxes, lined up and each had a box of porridge, and then skewered two "whole wheat steamed buns" on skewers, everyone squatted in the yard and started eating.

"Nonsence--"

"How can this thing be salty?"

Someone drank a bowl of porridge first, and then vomited it out quickly, "Zhao Ping, why did you add so much salt to the wild vegetable rice porridge?"

Others took a sip, and then spit it on the ground, "That's right, Zhao Ping, you just don't want your classmates to drink porridge, right?"

The female student monitor replied in surprise, "Zhang Qiang, Wang Weimin, what are you two talking nonsense about? I just added a little bit of salt..."

"What a little bit!"

The student named Zhang Qiang was furious, "A little salt and a little lard should be added to the wild vegetable porridge. This is quite good, but how much salt do you add? Do you have a salt well at home?"

Seeing that the other party was serious about what he said, it didn't look like he was joking.

The female student monitor doubtfully raised the long-handled ladle in her hand, bit into the wooden barrel of Chenxi Class, and took a sip, "Ah...it's so salty. How could it be so salty? I obviously didn't put much salt in it."

..."

"What is this?!"

The wild vegetable porridge was too salty and difficult to swallow.

Another student was so hungry that he took a mouthful of whole-wheat steamed buns, then quickly vomited them out, "Zhao Ping! Why did you add so much sand to the steamed buns?"

"Whole wheat flour" is actually ground wheat into flour. Since the bran is not removed, this whole wheat steamed bun tastes a bit chewy and does not taste good.

Now that it has sand mixed in, it is even more difficult to swallow.

Other students who had taken a bite of whole-wheat steamed buns also vomited out, "Bah, bah, bah, why is there so much sand? How can anyone eat it?"

"That's right, this stuff doesn't taste good to begin with, so why add so much sand to it?"

The female students who were responsible for the steamed buns each took a bite and kept vomiting, "It's so hard to eat..."

Zhu Xiaojun also frowned, "Did you accidentally get some sand in when you were making the steamed buns?"

Some female classmates shook their heads, "This is impossible! Who would do such an immoral thing?"

Zhu Xiaojun asked, "Is it true that the grain allocated from the commune originally contained sand?"

"No, absolutely not."

The female student responsible for kneading the dough and making the steamed buns answered affirmatively, "I have carefully checked before kneading the dough. I can say responsibly that there is absolutely no sand in the grain allocated by the Baima Commune."

Since there were no problems when the grain was shipped out of the warehouse, why is there so much sand in Wo Wo Tou now?

In the yard, everyone was eating and looking sad.

The rice porridge with wild vegetables was so salty that it was hard to swallow, and the sand inside the wowotou was almost inedible.

There is nothing I can do. I really can’t eat the breakfast made at the reception this morning.

But fortunately, these students who travel far away carry with them the "National Food Stamps" emergency.

In desperation, Zhu Xiaojun could only arrange for a few male classmates to carry a wooden bucket and several large dustpans to the catering service club in Baima Commune, and buy another large bucket of porridge and steamed buns to make up for it.

Only then did we finish breakfast.

As for those porridges that are so salty that they are difficult to swallow, and those wotou that are too sandy to kill, they can only be carried by others and sent to the breeding room of the nearby production team for the members to feed the pigs.

Wait until you finish eating,

Under the auspices of Zhu Xiaojun, a dozen students who were in relatively good spirits were selected from more than 100 male students and asked to go to a nearby production brigade to carry out scheduled lectures.

The rest of the students gathered together and continued to study the Little Red Book in depth in the courtyard of the reception point.

I fully expected that those students who went out to give lectures would be warmly welcomed by the members of the production brigade as usual.

According to the scheduled itinerary, the students of these propaganda teams will have a sweet and bitter meal in the brigade at noon.

In the afternoon, we will still go to the fields to "send thoughts to the mountains and countryside" to the production team members.

After finishing their busy work, these students had to wait until evening before returning to the reception point to rest amid the overwhelming gratitude of the production team cadres and members.

Unexpectedly, the students who went out to give a lecture today ran back disgraced and muddy before they left for a while.

"How is this going?"

Zhu Xiaojun was shocked when he saw that everyone was covered in mud, their hats were crooked, their badges were dirty, and their armbands were covered with mud. "Sending you to the countryside to promote ideas represents the image of all our members. Today

Why are your bodies covered with mud and soup?"

The leader of the propaganda team sent out today replied with a sad face, "I didn't know, I really got into trouble today!"

Zhu Xiaojun's face darkened, "No nonsense! We are Xiaojiang armed with scientific ideas. We only believe in xx and not in the gods!"

The man was frightened and trembled, "Comrade Zhu, I was wrong... But if you don't talk about Wei Shen, how can you explain clearly what we encountered this morning?"

It turns out that this group of people is going to the countryside, on their way to preach glorious ideas to the members of your production team.

I was passing by a place with a slope on the left and paddy fields on the right.

The leader who was walking at the front made a "pop" sound, his feet slipped, and he fell into the paddy field.

The team members following him quickly reached out their hands, but failed to save others and pulled him in again.

The two who were walking in the front fell into the water.

The team members behind quickly ran forward and got ready. The two teammates in the paddy field were now pulled up.

Unexpectedly, the people who came up behind me were also coming one after another. My feet slipped and I fell down again.

This caused great harm to the two people who fell in front: they had just struggled to get up and were about to climb up the paddy field.

As a result, his companions who fell down from behind were smashed into the mud alive.

In the rice fields, the seedlings are already more than a foot tall.

However, the student who was thrown in rolled over several times, damaging a large area of ​​seedlings.

The rest of the companions, who saw something bad, settled down cautiously, for fear of slipping on the dewy grass under their feet.

When they stood on the slope, they stretched their lead foot towards the flagpole and were about to pull their companions up from the mud.

I don’t know what happened in the end, but it was obviously not a particularly strenuous task for two people to pull a companion up.

But today was very strange. As a result, the people standing on the slope, instead of pulling their companions out of the mud, were pulled down one after another.

It's just like a fueling tactic.

The last two were pulled down by two, and the next three were pulled down. In the end, no one could escape the fate of being pulled down into the paddy fields.

"So evil?"

After hearing this, Zhu Xiaojun couldn't help frowning, "There is a lot of dew in the morning, and the surface of the muddy road will be a bit slippery. If you are not careful, it is normal to fall down."

"But with the lessons learned from the past, it is impossible for the people behind to be so careless..."

Zhu Xiaojun couldn't figure it out. It should be more than enough to use two or three people to pull one person.

But why are they being dragged into the water one after another?

This thing is too weird. If you say it’s not weird, you can’t explain it clearly!

Because there were so many people who fell into the rice field, everyone was struggling in a mess.

After finally destroying a large area of ​​rice seedlings, the members of the propaganda team fled back in embarrassment under the glare of the members of the production team...

It seems that nothing can be done today.

These young people simply hid in the dormitory, catching up on sleep, playing poker, and reading.

The day passed like this.

At night, the days began to become restless again.

According to the old rules: at the beginning, two more snakes appeared in the girls' dormitory.

The screams of these girls definitely have a strange and heartbreaking effect. Now, when the students in the boys' dormitory hear the screams of the girls over there, their scalps are about to explode!

Again, again?!

After Xiaojun and his men rushed over, they found the two cauliflower snakes and chopped them into pieces.

The first thing to do next is to check everyone's movements.

After checking here and there, we found nothing: most of the classmates were in the dormitory, supervising each other and not leaving anyone's sight.

Several of them went to the toilet, and they all went in groups of five. Even if some people didn't want to go to the toilet, they had to stand aside and watch their companions to prevent them from leaving their sight.

Under such strict surveillance, Zhu Xiaojun finally ruled out the possibility of an insider and began to focus on external defense.

But there were many ways to guard against it, but nothing could stop it... Several more scorpions appeared in the men's dormitory, and one of the students was hit by the scorpions. The pain made him cry and roll all over the floor.

I finally waited until he calmed down.

Someone else pointed to the sky outside the house: "Everyone, come and see, what is that?"

When everyone rushed outside and looked up, they saw a group of things like mosquitoes and ants in the sky, gathering together and flying towards the boys' dormitory.

Some students said, "Is this a wheat mosquito?"

In the Bashu region, there is a small mosquito that is as big as a needle and bites people whenever it sees it. If left alone, it will bite people's calves and arms in a short time, causing itching and pain.

Because this kind of wheat mosquito is very small, it is hard to guard against and it is impossible to kill it completely.

It is small in size and bites fiercely. Moreover, this kind of wheat mosquito is not as afraid of death as other mosquitoes.

So very annoying.

Hearing that it was a wheat mosquito, another classmate shook his head: "It's already night, how can there be any wheat mosquito out to bite people? In my opinion, this should be a rising water moth."

Zhu Xiaojun shook his head, "Water moths don't fly like this. They sway up and down... I said! This is... a wasp! Run!"

As soon as they heard it was a wasp, everyone was so scared that they ran to the dormitory!

Those who close the door close the door, and those who close the window close the window.

When the door was closed, the shocked students couldn't help but wonder, "It's already dark, why are there still wasps wandering around?"

"Yes, shouldn't the wasps return to their nests at night?"

"Evil...could it be that the wasps in Bashu are different from the ones in Nanyun? They actually come out and fly around at night..."

The people in the dormitory were so frightened that they all wondered why the wasps came out in the middle of the night.

At this moment, the swarm of wasps flying outside the house seemed to be quite intelligent.

They flew along the doors and windows for a while, and found that there was no gap. The wasps seemed to be controlled by a very strange force, and flew "buzzing" under the tiles of the roof, along the gaps between the purlins and the walls.

, all poured into the dormitory.

All of a sudden! The whole room suddenly exploded.

Previously, everyone wanted to close the doors and windows tightly, but now they are eager to open the doors and windows quickly so that everyone can escape!

Everyone wants to escape from this place quickly through the front and rear doors.

If there are only 100 people on board, they all rush towards the door. How many can escape?

Some unlucky ghosts escaped to the back and couldn't squeeze out at all. They could only wave their clothes desperately to drive away the wasps, while cursing and asking the students in front to get out of the way...

"ah--"

"Hey young!"

Cries and screams became a chaotic mess.

When the person in charge of the reception point rushed to the door of the room to check the situation, he was grabbed by the classmate who escaped first and ran away, "Hornets! There are crazy wasps inside, run away!"

The entire reception area was in chaos.

Some were rolling on the ground in pain, and some were naked and naked, desperately using their clothes to drive away the wasps that were following them.

There are also those who just cover their heads and howl while the headless flies buzz around...

The girls in the girls' dormitory were so frightened that they trembled. Regardless of the sweltering weather, they all hid under the covers with their buttocks stuck out, never daring to show their heads again.

Luo Xuan was sitting on the roof in the distance, his entire figure hiding in the darkness.

Concentrating his thoughts, he used his powerful willpower to drive away the second batch of fleas and ticks, flying in the air and hovering above the courtyard of the reception point.

Taking advantage of the open doors and windows of the boys' dormitory, hundreds of fleas, ticks, and ticks were scattered on the dormitory beds.

It's like black sesame seeds sprinkled on white flour pancakes, densely packed.

Can't sleep!

After the young men at the reception desk finally dispersed the wasps, they returned to the dormitory and lit many coils of mosquito repellent incense, preparing to clean up the scene.

But they found that there were piles of fleas in their respective beds, and there were countless ticks, centipedes, earth elements hiding under the mattress...

Insects like Tu Yuan don't bite, and centipedes most likely won't attack people, but they look disgusting. How can you sleep peacefully when you think about your bed being filled with these things?

"Is someone causing sabotage?"

Don't talk about Zhu Xiaojun next time. Including all the male students in the dormitory, everyone can't figure it out: it's a flea, it's a tick, it's earth element, it's a centipede.

And in the middle of the night, there were actually swarms of wasps flying in...

How could it be such a coincidence? Who would believe that no one sabotaged it?

But the problem is these insects, how can they obey human command?

It is possible that someone filled this cloth bag with some ticks and fleas and spread them on everyone's bed.

But here comes the question, how come the wasps come out of their burrows in the middle of the night and specifically choose these people at the reception point to attack?

After thinking about it, I couldn't figure it out, which made everyone look at each other...

Finally, a classmate exclaimed: "There is a track! Get out...this place is too evil!"

"withdraw!"

Everyone agreed, "I can't stay in this weird place!"

Zhu Xiaojun gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw! Let the master drivers start the car quickly. Let's go to Shuanghe Commune!"

Luo Xuan, who was standing on the rooftop in the distance, snorted coldly, "Want to harm Shuanghe Commune? You have to go there!"

The vehicles that drove these people around were six imported "Belier" heavy-duty trucks.

These vehicles are those that have been eliminated from the army. I don’t know how old they are. The condition of the vehicles is really worrying.

In order to drive this heavy-duty vehicle well, one thing is that the character must be strong enough, and the other thing is that the driver must be lucky enough.


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