The joy of the earth is not an exaggeration. As Wu Qingchen entered the medieval world, the most serious and urgent problem was that the language was not understood.

This is not something that the Chinese staff team did not hide from Wu Qingchen.

At this time, Wu Qingchen finally showed his first smile when he induced the "father" in the medieval world to take the initiative to explain his own deafness and half-dummy.

This smile lasted for less than two seconds. Thinking of the next steps, Wu Qingchen, who had just relaxed a little, his heart regained heavy weight.

The next step is to work.

Very, very, very much life.

The first time and the second time I entered my dream, Wu Qingchen stood outside the crop bush and was in the high ground. He felt that the fields were not very big. At this time, he really stood in the crop bush. Wu Qingchen fully understood the meaning of the agricultural labor teachers who made themselves mentally prepared.

There are shoulder-length crops in all directions. From a distance, light greens extend from the front to the distance until their sight is blocked by the same light green and layered sharp leaves.

It is 27 meters long, 43 meters wide, and has an area of ​​1161 square meters.

This is a number that a soldier repeated three times when pointing at a huge projection.

To put it more vividly, a three-piece area is enough to allow the two teams to play a standard football game.

What's even more tragic is that Wu Qingchen and two relatives from the Middle Ages are still standing on the edge of the crop bush at this time.

This means that in a field as large as a football field, the ground that has been raked is almost negligible. From the most optimistic perspective, Wu Qingchen's next area of ​​labor is at least 300 square meters.

300 square meters...

I'll go... Since I was a child, I have never swept such a large piece of land even if I swept the floor...

After weighing the slightly improved hand rake, Wu Qingchen squatted down helplessly.

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At least five hours later...

The labor ends.

Sitting, or slumping on a small mud ridge, Wu Qingchen was sweating profusely, his clothes were wet, his eyes were dull, he half opened his mouth and gasped hard, threw his hands and feet aside, and his hands and feet kept shaking.

Quite rhythmically shaking.

Rake... rake again, rake again... move...

Rake... rake again, rake again... move...

After a break, let's take a break...

This is the rhythm of Wu Qingchen shaking his hands and feet, and it is also all the activities of Wu Qingchen in at least five hours.

No drinks, no snacks, no cigarettes, and even no conversation.

At the same time, there are no watches, no mobile phones, no computers, and I can't understand the changes in the shadow of the sun. Even the time of "at least five hours" is seen from the teachers' estimates and the sky that has become significantly darker.

The word "very tired" is completely indescribable to describe Wu Qingchen's current feelings.

On the earth ridge, Wu Qingchen's mind was blank, and there was almost no strength in his body. Even if he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he had to squeeze out a little bit of pitiful energy to complete the movement.

Unfortunately, even so, Wu Qingchen still does not account for a fraction of the 1,161 square meters of work.

The consequence was that the other two resting beside the dirt ridge, Wu Qingchen's "father" and "brother" in the medieval world, not only said impatiently several times during the work, but the expression on his face at this time was definitely not in the category of good-looking.

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Confidential city, confidential location, confidential room.

In the conference room, the tea cup had already cooled down, the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts, and a layer of smoke was floating in the air.

From Wu Qingchen to Wu Qingchen's work, to Wu Qingchen's soft falling on the ridge of earth as if his bones were removed, the general secretary was silent all the time, just staring at each step carefully.

"General - Book - Records..." This was Li Ziping's voice, a few steps behind, Li Ziping's tone was a little hesitant, "Mr. Wu... has done his best."

"Not blame him." The general-book-reporter slowly shook his head, and his eyes moved from the real-time screen in the middle to the slow-in display on the left.

In the camera that slowly entered thirty times every minute, bean-sized sweat beads slid from Wu Qingchen's forehead to above his eyelids. Wu Qingchen did not raise his shaking arms to wipe it, nor did he shake his blood vessels and shake his head away, but slowly closed his eyes, and waited for the sweat beads to slide over before opening a thread slightly again.

Just from this we can see how exhausted Wu Qingchen has reached.

"Not blame him, young people are very down-to-earth... Didn't the Ministry of Education have another activity plan that calls on young people to save money and thrift?" The general-book-reporter turned around, "I don't have to do any summer camps, nor do I have to visit a former residence. Where there are conditions, you can go to farmland to experience farm work. Where there are conditions, you can also find a few peasant brothers, or just pick up a copy of the five-hour video..."

The general - Book - note pointed to the display screen, "Let the students take a closer look and see what it means to know that every grain of food on the plate is hard."

At this time, a middle-aged man pushed open the door and held a document in his hand: "Dear leaders, the latest report."

The general - Book - nodded, and a secretary on the right took the document: "Liberation and Military Academy analyzed: The first agricultural activity of the main object of the astronomical phenomena in the Middle Ages, with a completion degree of about 60% of the utility of the astronomical phenomena in the Middle Ages. According to the external analysis of the expressions, actions, actions of objects in the Middle Ages, etc., this completion degree leads to a lack of significant risk, and the adverse consequences can be expected to disappear, and there is no sign of long-term impact at the moment."

In the conference room, a few low exhalations made everyone's expressions relaxed.

"With another pass, Director Li, the evening training is very effective."

The man in the next first place habitually pressed off the cigarette. Without waiting for Li Ziping, who was a little happy on his face, he immediately turned to an unoptimistic direction: "However, the general book and record, this is probably not a long-term solution."

"Yes, passive resolution is not the tradition of the Party. Labor is the most glorious and there are many different ways of working."

General - Book - Record nodded slightly, and when he looked up again, his eyes were placed at the fourth position in the next head: "General Sun, how to alleviate the labor intensity of young people, the next plan, I think the improvement of young people's status can be used as part of the focus of work."

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The analysis results of Jiefang Military Academy were quite accurate. After resting for about ten minutes, the three people sitting on the ridge of earth breathed much smoother, their bodies were no longer extremely tired, and their faces were also calmed down.

After sitting for a while, "father" said something, "brother" stood up, Wu Qingchen quickly responded vaguely in the tone of "brother" and stood up.

"Father" is pronounced "Go Home" and "Brother" is pronounced "Good"

The simplest speculation is to draw the meaning of the father's pronunciation: the labor is over and it is getting late, and the next step should be to go home.

It is the simplest memory to find out that the pronunciation of brothers is the pronunciation of "good". After working for five hours, Wu Qingchen had heard "brothers" say several times, and Wu Qingchen was already close to learning at this time.

The path is difficult to walk, the grass is deep and the road is narrow. Wu Qingchen carefully pushed away the branches on both sides, followed the footsteps of his father and brother, and soon fell to the end.

Like Professor Wang’s guess, Wu Qingchen’s newly-developed land was indeed far from his residence.

After walking through a long section of flat ground, climbing over two hills, and crossing two single-plank bridges across the stream with fear. At least half an hour later, the outline of the building finally appeared in front of Wu Qingchen.

When he arrived here, the road became much wider. After staring at the ground for more than half an hour, Wu Qingchen's neck was already a little sore, and it was no longer difficult to find a place to stay. Wu Qingchen raised his head.

There are large fields on both sides, green and blue, and in the middle, there are small fields with unknown plants that are blooming unknown light yellow flowers.

A few meters away, a clear stream flowed by, with small fish and shrimps playing around the grass at the bottom of the water, and a few water birds flew back and forth, staring up and down, probably hoping that a rash fish would occasionally appear on the water surface.

This scene, when placed on the earth in the 21st century, will inevitably be a beautiful painting close to nature.

This scene, when it comes to the medieval world of unknown age, reveals an indescribable sadness and desolation.

At this time, when Wu Qingchen was passing by, a poor man was plowing the ground. He was wearing a rough wool material with no visible texture. The hat on his head was full of holes and his hair was drilled out. The poor man was walking in the field, and his thick-soled torn shoes woven from coarse cloth exposed his toes. From his top to his ankle-sized socks, his body was covered with mud.

When Wu Qingchen raised his head, the poor man was standing in the mud that was not up to his ankle, driving two skinny heifers, who were so thin that they could count the number of ribs.

A woman stood behind the poor man, holding a long stick in her hand. The stick was probably used to drive the cow, but the woman never wanted to actually make it fall on the cow.

The woman was wearing a short skirt that was obviously not fit, but she was inevitably stained with mud. She was barefoot on the ground, her feet were covered with calluses and sores. On one end of the field, there was a small wooden bowl containing batter. The edges of the small wooden bowl were covered with notches. A torn clothes were wrapped around a baby, and a child about two or three years old stood on the other side. The poor man and the woman were gasping heavily from time to time. The baby and the child cried from time to time, and broke out, creating a series of sad and sad tones.

This is the world I will live in next.

This may be my next life.

Thinking of this, Wu Qingchen felt throbbing and indescribable panic in his heart.
Chapter completed!