Chapter 83 Jiang Xiaoxiao, We Are Not Done

Jiang Xiaoxiao leaned exhaustedly against the chair, surrounded by people.

Jia Shu sat beside her, while Song Moting was on the other side.

He Aiguo sat next to Jia Shu.

People were scattered all around, with luggage piled up on the ground.

Many were wiping away tears, chewing on their dry rations.

After this ordeal, everyone suddenly cherished life much more.

Before, they only knew that going to the farm meant going to the countryside to work the fields.

It was hard work, tiring and exhausting, with little to eat or drink.

But who knew that here, there was not only this, but also life-threatening dangers.

Who could say that after this journey to the countryside, they might never see their parents again?

This feeling made the young intellectuals, who came here full of excitement for contributing to national and rural construction, feel their enthusiasm utterly extinguished.

It was a real wake-up call.

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at the sky.