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.
To be continued...