It was night, with the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and the camp on the dam was lit up with lights. If you got close to the light source, you could smell a faint smell of kerosene in the air.
Bashang is located in a remote area with sparsely populated areas and poor infrastructure. At night, in addition to emergency flashlights, the most commonly used lighting tools are old-fashioned horse lanterns (kerosene lamps that are portable, windproof and rainproof).
Inside the girls dormitory.
After Shen Mengyin read the letter, her mouth suddenly became deflated, and large tears fell from her eyes.
"Mom, I miss you too."
At this moment, Shen Mengyin suddenly heard a burst of laughter, and her attention was attracted by this burst of laughter.
Turning around, I saw Meng Yue lying on her side on the bed, holding a letter in one hand and her head in the other, with a happy smile on her face and bursts of joyful laughter from time to time.
Looking down again, Shen Mengyin saw a pile of letters scattered on the kang. The contents of these letters were what Meng Yue had already read.
'What exactly was written in the letter?'
'Why is Meng Yue smiling so happily?'
Shen Mengyin has never been in love. She has never experienced love between a man and a woman since her mother-in-law's solo career. Naturally, she cannot understand the meaning of Meng Yue's laughter.
'I really want to know what's written in it.'
At this moment, Shen Mengyin's heart was as scratchy as a cat's, and she was extremely curious about the content of the letter.
Suddenly, she had an idea, and then she tiptoed to the edge of Meng Yue's bed, and secretly touched a piece of letter scattered on the kang.
Seeing the poetic and beautiful words in the letter, Shen Mengyin couldn't help but recite the contents of the letter.
"I would like to integrate our love into the great revolutionary ideal and play the passionate melody of youth in the colorful years."
Hearing Shen Mengyin's passionate recitation, Meng Yue sat up and said in an urgent tone.
"Shen Mengyin, it is against the law to peek at other people's letters!"
Shen Mengyin chuckled: "Okay, okay, I broke the law, so you can shoot me. It's better than me being jealous of you every day and life being worse than death."
As she spoke, Shen Mengyin sighed and said with emotion.
"When will I meet a boyfriend who writes me twenty letters a month?"
During the conversation, Ji Xiurong came to Shen Mengyin's side and pretended to be serious.
"Well, you may never find a boyfriend who writes you twenty-one letters a month, but there is a boyfriend who can sing you twenty-one Jinmen Allegro in a day."
Although Ji Xiurong is a woman, she is more able to take up and let go than many men. After what happened this afternoon, she has completely let go of Yan Xiangli.
Isn’t it just a man? Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged men are everywhere?
And after this experience, she is no longer obsessed with finding a college boyfriend.
What about college students?
College students are also human beings, and they still have to make mistakes.
Look at the three college students in Bashang. Not to mention Yan Xiangli, they are all ‘bastards’. They don’t even give a reason and they break up right away.
Where is Wu Yansheng?
He looks like a bitch, but the things he does are really not worthy of publicity.
It was clear that there was nothing between Tan Xuemei and Feng Cheng. They had a purely comradely relationship. However, Wu Yansheng was indiscriminate and deliberately made things difficult for Feng Cheng in everything.
Although he has become more peaceful recently, Ji Xiurong still caught the spiteful look that occasionally flashed in his eyes.
However, Ji Xiurong never mentioned this matter to others.
What if I saw it wrong?
Apart from these two college students, the only male college student in Bashang is Sui Zhichao.
Sui Zhichao, although his mouth is a bit broken and his appearance is a bit awkward, he is not without his merits.
For example, he does not have the sense of superiority that many college students have. He has never looked down upon himself or Na Dakui, who graduated from a technical secondary school, or the workers on the dam who have not read much.
For another example, he is also kind-hearted. He will help anyone who encounters difficulties.
In addition, his professional ability is also very strong. He was responsible for sorting out the reports on pests and diseases on the dam. As a result, when reporting, he not only did not take credit, but took the initiative to share the credit with Shen Mengyin.
Although this move was done with the intention of pleasing Shen Mengyin, it can also be used to see the other person's character.
If Sui Zhichao hadn't been obsessed with Shen Mengyin, Ji Xiurong might have fallen in love with him.
However, Shen Mengyin didn't think so. As soon as she heard Ji Xiurong's words, she immediately curled her lips and complained.
"You said hemp flower, please spare me, I'm almost annoyed with him."
Upon hearing this, Meng Yue and Ji Xiurong chuckled one after another.
Nowadays, everyone on the dam doesn't know that Sui Zhichao likes Shen Mengyin. Seeing how diligent he is every day, he wants to soak up Shen Mengyin's foot-washing water every day.
Ji Xiurong turned to look at her and replied with a smile: "Haha, Shen Mengyin, I think Sui Zhichao still has many advantages, why don't you consider it?"
Shen Mengyin clasped her hands together and said with a look of mercy: "Stop talking, his mouth is as broken as crushed mahua, who can bear it?"
"Ha ha."
Ji Xiurong and Meng Yue looked at each other silently and laughed in unison.
"Huh, I'm ignoring you."
Shen Mengyin threw her head aside angrily, and the twin ponytails on her head swayed.
The sound of the three of them fighting disturbed Tan Xuemei, who was immersed in reading. She raised her head from the desk and turned to look at them.
Immediately, a trace of envy flashed in her eyes.
After entering the house, the three people's faces were filled with bright smiles, which was the joy of receiving the letters.
'It feels good to have someone caring about you.'
'It's not like me, alone, without worries...'
Thinking of 'no worries and no worries', a figure of a person could not help but appear in Qin Xuemei's mind.
That person is the same as her. To a certain extent, the two of them are in the same boat. In this world, both of them have no relatives and only themselves.
That person is none other than ‘Feng Cheng’.
'I don't know what he is doing now?'
Qin Xuemei glanced towards the south, which was the direction of the old camp, where 'Feng Cheng' lived.
'Will he be secretly sad like me?'
'No.'
'Probably not. His heart is so strong that he will definitely not be troubled by these things.'
'Tin Xuemei, Qin Xuemei, you should learn more from others.'
'In the face of the great interests of the family and the country, what do personal emotions mean?'
'What you should be thinking about now is how to improve the survival rate of afforestation. Are you satisfied with the current results?'
"The survival rate of 30% is not even one-third. It's not enough! It's far from enough!"
With this in mind, Qin Xuemei began to immerse herself in reading again, carefully studying the nursery manual written by Li Jie.