The big tractor dragged the plowshare, thudding and moving forward on the wasteland.

Pieces of newly turned land were plowed into neat ridges and extended to the distance.

This type of crawler tractor was purchased from the Eastern European Plains and was produced in the Soviet Union. It was the kind of big guy who could go to the battlefield when he needed it.

Behind several tractors were people carrying earthen baskets, including dark-skinned locals, dozens of yellow-skinned ones, and even white people like Maria and others.

Liu Qingshan led the singers under the big tree, of course, would not travel around all day, but instead participated in labor and did farm work with the locals.

What they do is the easiest job of cleaning up the shrubs and roots that the tractor has turned up, put them in a soil basket, transport them to the ground, and then dry them as firewood.

The locals are not very proficient in farming. Originally, they mainly focus on animal husbandry and shed sheep and camels.

However, with the production of a large amount of corn and potatoes, they were finally no longer hungry, and these big old men finally understood: if you want to avoid starving, you need a variety of reasons.

So they are quite diligent when working.

It just didn't make much adjustment. As soon as a tent of shrub was installed in the earthen basket, two little blacks carried them to the ground.

As a result, he was naturally called back by the Chinese militia who was in charge of technical guidance and communicated with them in local language: "You must fill it before leaving."

Most militias have been here for several years, so it is okay to have simple communication with locals.

"A typical milling worker like you, if you used to work in the production team, you would have lost work points every day!" The technician was so angry that he scolded.

These big brothers are much worse than the hardworking Chinese people in their work. Even the singers who have not worked much are better than them.

"Ouch!" Amao screamed, and his fingers were stabbed by the sharp thorns of the bush.

Many of the shrubs growing here are thorny. Although camels taste good, if human hands are pricked, it will still hurt very much.

Liu Qingshan was right next to him and went up to take a look. He saw that the index finger of the thread glove had already soaked in bright red.

"Don't take off your gloves first."

Liu Qingshan reached out and pulled out a hard thorn, and then asked A Mao to take off his gloves. A small bead of blood was emerging from his fingertips.

"It's okay." A Mao shook his fingers, then wiped his big forehead with his sleeve. The sun was very bright here, and everyone had already sweated.

After working for half a morning, everyone completely experienced the hardships of labor, they were hot and tired, and they were all wilted by the sun.

Soon a hygienist came up and skillfully picked up a piece of medicinal cotton from the wide-mouth bottle, rubbed Amao's fingers, and then sprinkled some Chinese specialty clouds~Nanbaiyao, and soon stopped the blood.

Ah Mao gritted his teeth and continued to bend down to clean up the shrubs.

Most of the indigenous people around them are barefoot and are pricked or something. It is common.

Compared with these people, what is her minor injury?

"Drink water!" A shout came from the ground. It was the car that delivered water, and it was pulling a bucket.

Everyone stopped the work at hand, ran over, picked up the enamel jar hanging around the bucket, and filled it with a full tank of water, and poured it into their stomachs with a gulp.

The cool feeling was so refreshing that it kept coming to the stomach through my throat.

Many people felt so comfortable in their mouths, and then smacked their lips, full of aftertaste.

"Come on, everyone will take a few pills to save heatstroke." Liu Qingshan washed his hands and gave everyone a pill with the sanitary staff, including those natives, and everyone will have a share.

However, most natives were reluctant to eat it, but put it in their pockets.

"Boss, just throw it into my mouth, ahhhhh."

The little stool opened her mouth and was waiting for Liu Qingshan to feed her. The main reason was that everyone's hands were dirty and they didn't have any hair.

As a result, everyone else followed suit and enjoyed the service of the boss.

You guys... Liu Qingshan didn't find it a little funny, just regarded it as a way to adjust it after work.

He threw human elixirs into everyone's mouth one by one, and Liu Qingshan still reminded him: "Come on, Dalang, I've taken the medicine."

Everyone didn't know this joke, they just felt that after holding the human pill in their mouths, they suddenly became cool and their whole body regained their vitality.

"Liu, what should I do?"

Maria stretched her palm to Liu Qingshan and grinded out a few shiny blisters.

Liu Qingshan also felt a little distressed: these girls were originally not touched by the spring water.

"Just use a needle to pick it up." Liu Qingshan called the hygienist, but Maria had to ask him to help carry the blisters.

There was no way, Liu Qingshan gently stabbed it with a needle, then squeezed out the liquid inside, sprinkled with some medicine powder, and it was finished.

During the whole process, Maria looked at him with a smile, looking very useful.

After she finished, she moved her fingers: "I want to write a song to commemorate the blisters on her hands."

Maria seems to be a singer-songwriter. As long as the inspiration comes, there is no problem writing songs.

After a day of work, everyone has gained something, and Jiaju created a song about the earth.

Although other singers are not as good as Ka Kui, their physical and mental health have been tempered, and their ability to withstand pressure will definitely become stronger and stronger in the future.

After working all day, I ate and slept soundly, and I worked here for half a month.

During this period, I also held some friendship activities with local indigenous people. The indigenous people were particularly good at dancing. Although the instruments they used were simple, they were rough and bold, which also inspired everyone.

As the days passed, everyone was tanned, their bodies became stronger, and their appetite increased.

The most important thing is that in labor, everyone has learned to persevere and be strong. Compared with external changes, their thoughts and will qualities are also quietly transforming.

Liu Qingshan was also very satisfied with this: Otherwise, if the intellectual youth went to the countryside, it would have been a training effect.

That evening, when I came back from work, I felt that the entire tribe was filled with an unusual atmosphere.

After Liu Qingshan asked, he found out that the power plant was completed a few days ago. After a few days of trial operation, it has stabilized and can supply power.

For the natives, it was the first time they had seen the lights light, so no wonder they were so excited.

The power grid has not been installed in each store, so people gathered in the largest open space in the tribe. At the four corners of the open space, four electric poles stand, each carrying a mercury lamp.

At least tens of thousands of people gathered here, and for the local indigenous people, this was the most memorable experience in their lives.

Because no one does not yearn for light.

When night fell, everyone was waiting quietly. Even the naughty children stopped running and fighting, tilting their little heads one by one, staring at the mercury lamp closest to them.

There are also many staff members who popularize some common sense of electricity among the crowd to avoid unnecessary safety accidents.

If someone lacks iron wire and climbs onto the pole to pinch the wire, it will be broken.

Or if the child is curious, he will reach out and try what electricity is. Wouldn't that be a tragedy?

Hissing, the loudspeaker hanging on the telephone pole suddenly came out, which scared everyone below him.

Immediately, a loud noise came from the loudspeaker: "Please pay attention, everyone please pay attention!"

As a result, more than half of the people at the scene were lying on the ground. They didn't understand where the loud noise came from.

Valley/span> "Please pay attention, power on, power on!"

Inside the loudspeaker was Wang Gong's excited voice. In an instant, the mercury lights at the four corners of the square suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire square like daytime.

People were stunned for a moment, then they all got up from the ground and started to cheer and jump.

The bright lights reflect joyful faces, and tears flowed on many people's faces, and of course laughter.

The dark night is about to pass, and light will eventually come!

The children began to run wildly in the crowd, making all kinds of strange sounds in their mouths, expressing their joy.

And suddenly, music with local characteristics sounded from the loudspeaker, including the crisp sound of hand drums and the ancient local uddling, playing cheerful tunes.

The Udeqin is an ancient musical instrument that has been circulated in this area. It is the predecessor of the pipa and guitar, and it is also the favorite instrument of the locals.

Accompanied by the sharp rhythm of the drum beats and the melody of the Udeqin, people began to shake their bodies and dance spontaneously.

The carnival of tens of thousands of people began here.

The singers under the big tree were also infected by this atmosphere, shouting, singing and dancing together.

I don’t know who took the lead, but the people on the scene started shouting and finally gathered into a unified voice:

"Dragon, dragon, dragon!"

An extremely strong sense of pride surged into the hearts of every Chinese.

At this moment, Xiao Wu gently wiped away the tears of excitement in his eyes.

At this moment, crystal tears flashed in the singers' eyes.

At this moment, Liu Qingshan felt a lot of passion in his heart, and then he felt his body being hugged tightly, twisted and danced together.

It was Maria. This girl was like a ball of passionate flame, tightly wrapping Liu Qingshan, as if she was about to melt the mountains.

He was hugged by Maria and turned around. Before he knew it, he reached the edge of the square. Then Maria took Liu Qingshan's hand and ran to the distance.

Others yearn for light, but she is willing to chase darkness at this moment.

Liu Qingshan quickly understood the girl's intentions. Of course, he had the ability to stop him, but another feeling of unbearance surged in his heart.

At this moment, his heart began to struggle and hesitate.

There was a bang.
To be continued...