Chapter 6 Mobilization Meeting

Obviously, Su Xiangxiu's excellence is far more than just the fact that she leads an art troupe.

This small farm is a branch of Chaoyang Farm. Apart from the production director, there are no other cadres in the farm. However, the grain keeper who is in charge of the storage of grain in the warehouse and the office is not on the staff but is considered to be at the leadership level.

Zhu Lin is promoting her heroic deeds to the grain handler Wang Ziyong and the cashier Wu Xiuhua.

According to her, on the way here, the car encountered a frozen herdsman on the side of the road with a five or six-year-old child in his arms. Su Xiangxiu got out of the car despite the severe cold and gave her particularly good cotton coat to the little boy, and also gave her thermos cup and a thermos cup of water to the herdsman, saving the herdsman's life.

Saving the herdsmen is the same as saving the children, right?

"She can save people and dance. She shines like gold," said Zhu Lin.

A group of male educated youths were watching. It was their first time seeing the cultural troupe. Two of them clapped the loudest and said, "When we first met Su Xiangxiu, we felt that she was a good comrade."

Su Xiangyu took a closer look and saw that these two, one named Gao Zhanguo and the other named Hou Yong, were the two educated youths who were encouraged to go out and dig karez tomorrow and then froze to death in the snow.

Gao Zhan was the only son in three generations of his family. He had seven aunts and eight sisters, and he was the only boy in the family.

Hou Yong's situation is even more exaggerated. Both his parents are gone, and there is only an eighty-year-old grandmother at home who helps him guard the house.

Look how enthusiastically they are clapping.

At this moment, everyone suddenly blurted out at the same time: "She's coming, she's coming!"

Two people were walking towards the steps of the auditorium from afar.

The man was wearing a green Zhongshan suit and the woman was wearing an emerald green military uniform. The man was only about 27 or 28 years old, handsome and tall, with the temperament of a scholar.

The woman is pretty and innocent, and looks absolutely stunning.

"Brother-in-law…"

"Don't call me brother-in-law. Use a more serious title." Feng Mingxun walked into the auditorium, his Zhongshan suit neatly arranged, his eyebrows and eyes refined, and his tone revealed a slight helplessness.

"Okay then, Director Feng, I'll listen to you." Su Xiangxiu whispered, "You will marry my sister, right? Then I can call you my brother-in-law."

Speaking of Su Xiangyu, Feng Mingxun would frown: five hundred people need food and drink, and he is the leader of this farm, and his superiors want to see their labor and their results.

Every day, the educated youth braved the wind and snow to walk fifty miles to dig karez. It was such a huge project that several higher-level units had sent telegrams to express their condolences.

At this time everyone supported him. Unexpectedly, the one who took the initiative would be Su Xiangyu. They really misjudged her.

However, it seemed that after spending a few days in the chicken coop, her skin was not as rough as before, but looked quite fair.

This was not an illusion. Feng Mingxun couldn't help but take another look and found that her hair was no longer as dull as before, but much smoother than before. Obviously, she really went to the chicken coop to be lazy.

Let's look at Su Xiangxiu, the new female comrade who can bring vitality to the farm and encourage the educated youth to continue working. She is so energetic.

"Su Xiangyu, you're raising chickens under a military order. Go and take a look around the chicken coop. Don't let anything unexpected happen. Considering work more important than entertainment is what an educated youth should be aware of." He deliberately said this in front of everyone.

The bigger the target, the stricter he should be in public, so as to show that he is not a person who bends the law for personal gain.

Of course, when talking about Feng Mingxun's attitude in public, we have to mention his father.

His father was one of the first group of veterans who came to the border town with General Wang Zheng to open up wasteland. His mother was also one of the 8,000 Hunan girls and arrived in the border town in the early 1950s.

So, in the border town, Feng Mingxun is definitely a second-generation revolutionary who is both red and righteous.

Such an identity forced him to be serious.

"I'll go now." Su Xiangyu said immediately. In her previous life, she was used to Su Xiangxiu's performances, so she had no curiosity and was happy to feed the chickens.

It was really strange. There was clearly a hint of impatience in Feng Mingxun's tone. How come she had never heard it in her first life?

There were a total of five girls who were transferred from the art troupe to Chaoyang Farm, and Su Xiangxiu was their leader.

As soon as they entered the auditorium, they received thunderous applause.

Of course, when they brought out the new programs and performances, the roof of the auditorium was almost blown off by the applause.

…

"Su Zhiqing, hurry up, the art troupe led by Su Xiangxiu has excited everyone with their loyalty dance." Yu Lei watched halfway through the performance and ran to the chicken coop to inform Su Xiangyu.

"Then why don't you go and light it together? Why are you running here?" Su Xiangyu said.

"There is also poetry recitation, about the desert, sweat, glory, freedom, and dreams. Su Xiangxiu is your sister, right? Every sentence she can recite makes my blood boil. I want to go dig a karez tomorrow, transform the border town, and benefit the people." Yu Lei said, patting his chest which was as thin as a chicken.

Well, as expected, Su Xiangxiu's encouragement was very effective. Everyone really went to dig karez tomorrow, which as the saying goes, is also seeking death.

Of course, when she arrived, Su Xiangxiu and the girls from the art troupe had just come off the stage.

However, her poetry recitation, those passionate words made everyone's blood boil. The pride and freedom of being the masters of the world made the male educated youth eager to try. Some of them even said that they would get up at five o'clock the next morning and bring water to the farm's fertile fields within half a month.

The female educated youth have always been the weaker party. Now their leader is Zhu Xiaojie, who is born lazy and is almost crying because of a group of male educated youth: "How about we get up at 5:30 tomorrow?"

"Aren't you the same group of people? You get the same amount of food, so why do you get up half an hour later than us?" The male educated youth immediately started yelling.

As for what you said about being gentle and courteous to female comrades, that simply does not exist in this Gobi Desert and in the face of harsh labor.

"Okay, we'll get up at five o'clock." Yu Weiwei was timid and afraid of trouble, so she pulled Zhu Xiaojie and said.

Feng Mingxun's eyes were full of praise. Obviously, he was very pleased with the performance of the art troupe today.

As for the young team leader Su Xiangxiu, she not only encouraged the enthusiastic educated youth, but also made a mark in her file. The words "outstanding educated youth" were the biggest condition and threshold for all educated youth who wanted to return to the city.

Moreover, she once saved a herdsman who was on the verge of freezing to death on the road, and even gave up her thermos cup for it. This story was widely circulated among the people.

Therefore, Su Xiangxiu's selection as an outstanding educated youth should be a sure thing.

But at this moment, Wu Xiuhua, who was in charge of introducing the program, suddenly said into the microphone: "What, Comrade Su Xiangyu, you also want to go on stage and say a few words to everyone?"

Su Xiangyu had walked to the side of the stage without knowing when, and was preparing to go on stage.

Su Xiangxiu got anxious as soon as she saw it: "Sister, don't come up. You will definitely be nervous if you go on stage."

Zhu Lin, the warehouse manager, had also been standing on the side of the stage with the girls from the art troupe, so she snorted coldly: "If she wants to go up, let her go up. She wants to be in the spotlight, and she probably thinks that you can sing and dance, and she can too. Let's just wait and see."

At once, all the educated youth's eyes were focused on Su Xiangyu.

She used to be like an old ox or a brick on the revolutionary road, moving wherever she was needed, silently. The educated youth regarded her as a role model.

But when it comes to performing shows, no one could have imagined that she would come forward.

Hasn't she been standing behind Feng Mingxun silently all this time, without saying a word?

While Feng Mingxun was frowning, she actually went on stage and took down the microphone placed in the center.

"Everyone has seen "Heroic Sisters of the Prairie", right?" Su Xiangyu said as she walked to the microphone.

How could you not have seen it? As a mission movie, Heroic Sisters of the Prairie is broadcast on a tour every now and then.

Everyone thought that Su Xiangyu wanted to sing the theme song of "Heroic Sisters of the Prairie" or tell everyone a story, so there was sparse applause.

"I don't want to tell you the story of the heroic sisters of the grassland today, because everyone has seen it. Remember at the beginning of the movie, the sky was dark red. You know, this is a key knowledge point. It's in 'The Heroic Sisters of the Prairie'. If you are a really thoughtful and conscious person, you should remember and know it." Su Xiangyu said deliberately, leaving the audience in suspense.

This sentence was very effective. After all, everyone likes to hear why for everything. With Su Xiangyu's words, all the buzzing noises at the scene stopped at once.

The educated youth on the farms were all educated people with knowledge and culture; they were not easy to deceive or fool.

"Su Zhiqing, we really don't know this. How about you tell us about it?" Gao Zhanguo, who is going to be unjustly killed tomorrow, raised his hand first and spoke.

Another one is called Qi Dali, the one who will force Xu Wenli to death in the future. It is said that his father is the deputy director of the Xi'an Film Studio and is very familiar with movies. So he raised his hand lazily and said, "To be honest with you, I have watched "Heroic Sisters of the Prairie" at least ten times. Why don't I remember this scene in it?"

"If I say there is, there is. Not only is it in the movie, but tonight our sky is also dark red. If you don't believe me, go out and take a look." Su Xiangyu then said.

At night, the dark red sky does sound like an abnormal astronomical phenomenon, which is enough to arouse everyone's curiosity.

Some people even went out to take a look, and came back to say confidently, "I saw it, the sky is really red tonight."

"Tell us why the sky is red?" Gao Zhanguo said loudly.

"For this, we have to invite Director Feng, our most outstanding director who knows the most about production, to speak for us. Let's all applaud enthusiastically." Su Xiangyu said, deliberately putting her hand in front of the microphone and started clapping loudly.

Just like that, Su Xiangyu actually pushed Feng Mingxun to the front of the stage.

Can he say he doesn't know?

Of course not. He grew up listening to his father talk about agriculture, production, and weather. How could he say he didn't know?

He is the authority on the farm because his family background is so prominent and upright, and he himself has gone to university in Shanghai. He is the authority on the farm.

Of course, his eyes were so calm, but they concealed undercurrents.

Su Xiangyu, the once silent and timid woman, what happened to her?

Her eyes were so bright. She used to refuse to speak on stage and would stutter even when she was off stage. But now she was standing there, smiling and clapping, inviting him to speak on stage.

She forced him to go on stage and speak.

Feng Mingxun came on stage with a cold face.

"Applause for Director Feng." Someone in the crowd shouted, and immediately thunderous applause broke out.

Feng Mingxun stood on the stage, and no one knew what he was thinking.

However, after a long pause, he said, "The western sky turns red at night, which is a sign of a blizzard. The sky was red at the beginning of the film "Heroic Sisters of the Prairie", but you didn't do your homework seriously, so until now, no one has brought up this matter. Your awareness is too low."

He lightly pushed the responsibility that should have belonged to him as the farm manager onto everyone.

"Tomorrow, we have all agreed to get up at five in the morning to dig karez, so do you still want to go?" someone suddenly shouted.

Feng Mingxun's expression became uglier and uglier: "Of course not, we have to wait until the snowstorm is over."

But then he actually smiled and began to applaud: "Su Xiangyu is really a good comrade. We must praise such a good comrade."

Everyone in the audience was looking at Su Xiangyu.

But Su Xiangyu knew that Feng Mingxun's praise was not easy to obtain.

This small farm originally had a manager who was praised every day by the farm manager. He was praised so much that he ended up going to jail.

The original captain of the male educated youth team was also praised by him and was sent to a labor camp.

In the end, all the captains of the educated youth, both male and female, became his confidants, and several people in the office also listened to him.

Although this small farm is small, it will be the starting point for his career in the future. Most of the male educated youth will follow in his footsteps after returning to the city.

Why does it sound so cold to ask him to praise you?

"Su Xiangyu, you are amazing. You can even observe such small details. If we go out at five in the morning tomorrow, we might freeze to death in the desert if we get lost." Someone slapped Su Xiangyu from behind. She turned around and saw that it was the unlucky guy Hou Yong who was going to die tomorrow.

But at the same time, he said, "Hey, does your sister have a boyfriend? Although we educated youth are not allowed to date, I think there must be a lot of people chasing after her in Shanghai. Can you tell me what your sister likes and what her hobbies are?"

Su Xiangyu curled her lips and thought to herself, "Great, as long as you don't die tomorrow, I can get a dozen self-heating insoles from the system and wear a pair every day."

The warm self-heating insoles are Su Xiangyu's only hope of survival in the winter in the border town.

Otherwise, she wouldn't care whether they were dead or alive.

Next, it's time to select the outstanding female educated youth of this month.

It is so similar to the time when I was in kindergarten in my previous life, except that it is a small red flower cut out of paper.

However, it also represents honor, the date when these city kids will return to the city, and where they will eventually be assigned to work.

The outstanding representatives are recommended by everyone. Su Xiangyu is of course on the list, but the rising star Su Xiangxiu is the popular candidate this month.

The male educated youth were especially eager to try, and of course they all wanted to cast their votes for excellence for Su Xiangxiu.

However, unexpectedly, the ending was not what everyone expected.

"Su Xiangyu got 250 votes, Su Xiangxiu also got 250 votes, and they both got an equal number of votes." Finally, the show of hands was over, but the result was a little too unbelievable.

So, these two sisters are tied for first place, are they idiots?

The two of them went on stage together, and Feng Mingxun stood on the podium.

Originally, Su Xiangxiu should have gone on stage first and stood next to Feng Mingxun to accept everyone's praise.

But she insisted on letting Su Xiangyu sit next to Feng Mingxun, and she stood next to her sister.

Very good, Su Xiangyu now looks like a mistress who interferes with someone else's true love.

As for Feng Mingxun, now all they need is his vote to decide the winner between the two sisters.

Now, the whole farm is waiting for his vote.