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Transportation in this era is not as convenient as it will be in the future. After sitting on a train, I felt a little sore all over. Even though Li Qiu had supernatural powers, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard the broadcast of the train's arrival.

Even someone like her who had experienced the end of the world couldn't stand this kind of "beating".

Hongqi Commune belongs to Qingshan County. Transportation is not as convenient as it will be in the future. There is only one bus from Qingshan County to Hongqi Commune a day, and it only goes to the commune and not the Tuanjie Brigade. This is a treatment that can only be obtained when the economic foundation of Qingshan County is relatively good. Other places may only have one bus every two or three days.

When we arrived at the commune, as soon as a group of people got off the bus, they were arranged by the commune cadres to the fellow villagers who came to pick up people from each brigade.

"Comrades from the Tuan Brigade, come here."

"From Zhaojia Village, where are the comrades assigned to Zhaojia Village?"

Li Qiu carried her luggage and walked towards the fellow villager of the Tuan Brigade. Just as she was about to talk to him, she heard the fellow villager say to the educated youth she had talked to before: "Put the luggage on the cart, and the people follow the cart. This cart is small and can't accommodate so many people." This ox cart is also a precious asset of the team. It is generous to be able to carry luggage. If people are pulled on it, the ox will be exhausted to death. The busy farming season is coming soon, and during the busy farming season, an ox can replace several strong laborers.

The female educated youth who had spoken to the villager was confronted by the villager. Her face turned red with anger and embarrassment. She put her luggage on the carriage with a blushing face and walked aside to complain to another educated youth who was going to the Tuanjie Brigade: "They said they were coming to pick us up, but they didn't let us get on the car. I heard from my father that it takes two hours to walk from the commune to the village where we are going to work. I have never walked that far."

The other educated youth looked up at the oxcart calmly, responded softly, put the luggage in his hand on the oxcart, and then stood beside the previous female educated youth without saying a word.

After this, several people did not dare to get close to them. They put their luggage on the ox cart one after another. When everyone arrived, the fellow who came to pick them up said, "We will set off when everyone is here. The road will be difficult to walk on after dark."

After saying this, he gently waved the whip in his hand without using too much force. He touched the ox and drove it away. Li Qiu and others followed the ox cart to the Tuanjie Brigade. At first, several educated youths still had the energy to complain once or twice, but later they just gasped for breath.

Li Qiu was also exhausted. Even though she had experienced the end of the world, she basically spent it in the research institute. The only place where she could move was that small room. She had no time to travel long distances on foot. Although this body has done a lot of work, it is a city dweller after all, and the work it does is all housework. It is really painful to do this suddenly.

When the fellow villager who caught up with the car said that it was time, everyone felt that the fellow villager's deep voice was the sound of nature.

The Tuanjie Brigade was originally named Shiwan Village, and the current team leader is the former Shiwan Village team leader. The fellow villager who caught up with the car directly took the six of them to the door of the team leader's house. It was not the busy farming season yet, and the team leader was helping to weave baskets at home. When he heard the news that the educated youth had arrived, he put down the rattan baskets he had woven halfway and walked out.

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