"Brother Xiaobai, Brother Xiaobai." Wang Xiaojun led people to run out and shouted loudly towards Jiang Xiaobai.

But the sound dissipated not long after it was heard in the violent storm.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the people running over, nodded without saying a word, waved his hand and led the people to start unloading the truck.

"Here, how many oxen and carriages are there?" After getting into the carriage and unloading the goods, Jiang Xiaobai had the opportunity to talk to Wang Xiaojun.

"There are only three cars in total, and all the cars in the village have been borrowed." Wang Xiaojun said as he moved the boxes down.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and frowned even more. The last time it was close to the village, there were only 5,000 cans and bottles, and it took them more than two hours to move them.

This time in the countryside, a normal walk would take two hours. On a rainy day, it would take fifteen people to carry 300 boxes of 15,000 cans and bottles. Excluding one vehicle, it would only be able to carry more than 30 boxes at most.

Two round trips can only carry 200 boxes. A normal round trip takes 4 hours, so five hours may not be enough now. Two round trips means that it takes at least ten hours.

Just like this, there are still 100 boxes left. Except for the twelve people driving the truck, one person can't move two boxes at a time, and the road is still difficult to move.

The rain fell more quickly, and it was also mixed with rumbling thunder, making it difficult for people to tell whether it was in their ears or in the sky.

The boxes were quickly moved out of the car, and the driver, amidst Jiang Xiaobai's instructions, drove the truck away with black smoke and disappeared from people's sight.

"Move," the wind and rain were so heavy that even Ben couldn't speak. Jiang Xiaobai just shouted this word and took the lead.

After loading the car and arranging for one person to stay to look at the goods, Jiang Xiaobai took the lead in picking up the two boxes and followed the car stumbling toward Jianhua Village.

"Move," Wang Xiaojun yelled, struggling to pick up the three boxes and following Jiang Xiaobai.

"Move," Liu Aiguo picked up three boxes.

"Move." Wang Gang picked up three of them.

"Move." Zhang Yanmei did not carry two boxes, but only one box.

"move……"

"Move..." roars came out one after another, and each voice carried the heavy box and walked into the rain.

Wang Chao looked at everyone's actions and became inexplicably excited. It turns out that this is entrepreneurship, it turns out that this is passion.

He also shouted, grabbed two boxes and followed him out.

Three oxen and carriages led the way, followed by eleven educated youths and Wang Chao. Behind them were the unfinished boxes piled up on a hill and the educated youths who were looking at the goods.

No one in the group finished speaking. They gritted their teeth and carried the boxes on their shoulders, staring at the road under their feet with wide eyes. The heavy rain hurt their faces, and the cold wind blew biting on their bodies.

"Bang," Jiang Xiaobai's foot slipped and he fell to the ground, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Leave me alone, keep walking, I'm fine." Jiang Xiaobai shouted loudly and waved to everyone to keep walking. Wang Xiaojun stopped and stretched out his hand to Jiang Xiaobai.

He pulled Jiang Xiaobai up from the ground.

Jiang Xiaobai endured the pain and checked the cans and bottles in the box. Fortunately, they were well packaged and not damaged.

Ignoring the injury on my leg, I picked up the box and continued walking forward.

"Bang,"

"Bang,"

"Bang," someone would fall down from time to time, and then a pair of hands would reach out. After falling, they would get up and continue walking.

Male educated youths are like this, and female educated youths are no exception. Li Siyan fell down while holding a box, and Jiang Xiaobai wanted to help her carry the box.

But in the past, Li Siyan, who had always been introverted, soft-spoken, like a chicken, and easy to bully, was like a tigress today, hugging her box tightly.

He was waiting for Jiang Xiaobai with red eyes, as if he would fight anyone who took away his box.

Every one of the educated youths was wet, but no one cared.

On rainy days, the road is already muddy and slippery. In addition, holding the box blocks part of the view, so someone will fall down after taking only two steps.

Knees, elbows, arms, calves... everyone was injured, and they were covered in mud and water.

Everyone gritted their teeth and moved forward resolutely. No one complained about being tired, and no one said to give up.

Fifteen educated youths walked together, as if no matter how strong the storm was, they could not defeat them.

The rain pattered on everyone's faces, making it difficult to tell whether it was tears or rain.

The sky became darker, and lightning flashed across the sky from time to time, illuminating the road under my feet, indicating that the heavy rain was far from over.

At this time, Huang Zhongfu, the village secretary of Jianhua Village, was looking at the accountant Goudan at the team headquarters and asked anxiously: "Are the educated youths back?"

"No, the production team's oxen and carriages have been lent out, so don't let anything happen," the accountant Goudan said casually.

"What time has it been? I'm still worried about those animals. As long as the people are fine, I don't know what these children were thinking. They just picked such a weather."

The village secretary scolded the accountant Goudan, and then said with some worry.

"Secretary, don't worry about them. They are not of the same mind as us, and they are not considered us..."

Accountant Goudan said angrily.

"Shut up, those are fifteen children." Huang Zhongfu glared at Goudan, and then said.

"Let's do this. You arrange for two people to pick him up. No, arrange for more people to come and let's go out and search. It's getting so late and it's raining heavily. What if something happens?"

"Secretary..." Goudan said aggrievedly.

"Get out of here and go quickly. That's fifteen fucking lives and fifteen children. Goudan, you really deserve to be named Goudan by your father. You're not even a human being."

You are not as good as an egg. Fifteen lives are in front of you. If you worry about the conflicts in the past, you should quickly find someone to help me or I will break your legs. If someone doesn't go, they will say what I said..."

Huang Zhongfu didn't have time to talk to the accountant Goudan Momo, so he just started scolding him. He was almost 60 years old, and he was very angry when he scolded people.

The spitting stars flew into Goudan's face, and Goudan didn't dare to say a word. The secretary was the same generation as his father, and he had been the secretary in the village for so many years.

His prestige in Jianhua Village is quite high. Not only does he scold him, but his father has to listen.

The accountant Goudan pushed open the door and ran out to find someone. But after he left, he muttered in a low voice. You usually say that we need democracy. We need democracy. When we have something to discuss, we must seek everyone's opinions. In the village,

The whole village has the final say.

Now I realize that you were just saying it, but luckily I actually believed it.
Chapter completed!