CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: ROLEX FATE

Zhou Qiuyu noticed their change in expression and felt puzzled, "Having a quota is a good thing. Why do you all seem unhappy?"

Getting a quota means you can return to the city and even go to school.

After graduation, you’re even assigned a job.

Since she just arrived, there was no way the quota could be available for her, otherwise, she’d compete for it herself.

Yi Chichi "..."

This kid is too naive.

She hasn’t figured out the rules yet, but given her young age, her limited knowledge and simple way of thinking about things are quite normal.

Just as she was about to explain, Wang Nan sighed and spoke first, "Child, you’re thinking too simply. Even if Kao Shan Village really has a recommended quota, it’s not going to be for us educated youths."

Zhou Qiuyu, "??? Isn’t it a recommendation?"

Yi Chichi spoke up to remind her, "The key is in the word ’recommendation’."

Zhou Qiuyu didn’t immediately get it. She was about to ask, but as soon as she caught Yi Chichi’s gaze, a light bulb went off in her mind.

"So, even if Kao Shan Village gets a quota, those qualified to recommend won’t recommend us?"

She finally understood.

"Quite a few in the village are educated and suitable to attend Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers University."

"Is there no way at all?"

This was a good question.

Bai Chen looked around to ensure there was no one else in the kitchen, then spoke in a lowered voice, "There is. You can do something good that everyone knows about, then be commended by the county government, commune, and educated youth office and set up as a model. This way, you can earn a quota from the county government."

He added, "This kind of quota can’t be easily snatched by others."

Zhou Qiuyu thought about it seriously, then sighed, "This is too difficult for us. We can’t do it."

Bai Chen gave a bitter laugh, "Last year, a youth in the Red Flag Brigade did something ridiculous for a quota and now he’s at the farm."

Yi Chichi had no interest in the Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers University quota.

The Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers University was a product of a special era,

but for those unfamiliar with history, it’s a good opportunity.

People from the countryside could use it to escape agriculture and settle in the city.

And educated youths could use it to return to the city.

It feels like if the Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers University quota really comes down next year, Kao Shan Village will not be peaceful.

Sweeping his gaze across Bai Chen and the others, Yi Chichi looked at Wu Yongfei and said, "You’ve rested enough. You should make me some meat sauce now."

"Oh."

Wu Yongfei responded and got up to start working.

The evening brought a drop in temperature along with strong winds.

Bai Chen stood up at the door and looked up at the pitch-black sky, saying, "It’s going to snow."

Yi Chichi grew anxious upon hearing this, "Can the team still go into the mountains tomorrow if it snows?"

"Yes."

They can go into the mountains just before or after the first snow, and the annual winter hunt happens around this time.

By the end of November, whether forest rangers or hunters, everyone must leave the mountains.

Because during that period, heavy snowfalls continue one after another until the mountains are sealed.

Glancing at her pile of firewood, he suddenly felt a toothache and, covering his cheek, whispered, "Where did you get all this firewood?"

During that time, they were out early and back late every day collecting and stockpiling firewood, not taking care of Yi Chichi.

However, this person didn’t need their help at all. By the time they stacked their firewood walls, hers was also completed.

The amount of firewood she stocked was no less than theirs.

"I exchanged things with people."

Is that even possible?

Bai Chen was surprised and turned to ask her, "Who did you exchange with? How did you do it?"

Wondering if it could be replicated, so they wouldn’t have to go through the toil of gathering firewood next year.

"Food and tickets."

Actually, it was money.

The secretary was a reliable person. After they talked, he informed Da Wa and his grandfather.

The grandfather and grandson jumped on it immediately and, in just a few days, they had prepared fifteen hundred pounds of firewood for her.

They even brought over a few haystacks for kindling and a big pile of pine cones.

"Be more specific."

Dissatisfied with her vague response, Bai Chen urged her again.

Yi Chichi felt that even if she explained, Bai Chen and the others wouldn’t be able to use her method.

As expected, almost as soon as she finished speaking, Bai Chen expressionlessly responded like an emotionless robot, "Your method doesn’t suit us."

He realized they are just destined for hard work.

Wen Shi and He Yunsong were also destined for hard work.

Ever since they caught Zhang Yin because of Yi Chichi, they’ve been unable to sleep for days or only slept two or three hours a day.

Under such circumstances of not eating well, dressing warmly, or sleeping well, anyone would become irritable.

Wen Shi was no exception. With a sullen face and dead fish eyes, he muttered, "Why isn’t it a battlefield? Can I turn the interrogation room into a battlefield?"

With that, he lifted his foot, intending to go to the interrogation room.

He Yunsong flew over and hugged his waist in a face of panic, "Old Wen, calm down. Interrogation isn’t your task."

Such an achievement comes with a bit of exhaustion.

In just ten short days, Old Wen went on a rampage three times.

The spies he caught either got their arms or legs broken, or one unfortunate guy had his genitals sliced off.

If he’s this harsh on small fry, letting him into the interrogation room to question the Fox might mean the Fox won’t come out alive.

The Fox has a special status and must be sent to Beijing, so they can’t let him fool around.

However, Wen Shi paid no heed to this. Ignoring the large ’dragging baggage’ on him, he steadily and firmly marched toward the interrogation room.

"They can’t pry open the Fox’s mouth."

The Fox was caught by him, and the brief exchange was enough for him to understand what kind of person the Fox was.

Conventional means are useless against the Fox.

"But you still can’t go."

He Yunsong held him tightly, "I’ll wait with you until the people inside call for help, and then we can go in, okay?"

Wen Shi paused for a moment, "They’ll call for help?"

Isn’t it obvious?

"If they can’t pry him open, they’ll definitely call for help."

Wen Shi thought about it, then, in the midst of He Yunsong’s nervous and anxious mood, sighed, "I want to sleep."

With that, he let out a big yawn.

He Yunsong sighed, as if he himself didn’t want to sleep.

"Hang in there, as long as we pry open the Fox’s mouth, our task is complete."

Saying this, he spat in frustration, "Damn, this guy truly deserves his ’Fox’ codename, his mind is genuinely agile."

If Wen Shi hadn’t noticed something was off during the operation and swiftly responded, the Fox would have eloped by now.

Wen Shi looked calmly at him, "If his brain wasn’t sharp, he wouldn’t have made it this far."