“Guess what the three of them went to do?!”

At the youth worksite, everyone knew that Su Huazhu and the others had gone to pick up a package today.

After Li Jin described the huge parcel, both the old and new educated youths all started to have their own thoughts.

Shang Xiaoyun could no longer hide her envy and jealousy and couldn’t help but start stirring things up.

“What else could they be doing?! Giving gifts, obviously. I just saw them take quite a few things out from the box.”

The older educated youth Feng Juan sneered disdainfully, thinking these new educated youths were really something, their skills too impressive.

Giving gifts?!

The educated youths looked at each other in surprise — were they really giving gifts?!

What exactly were they up to?!

“Giving gifts to do what?! To slack off? I don’t think so. The production team has set strict rules for us — the minimum daily work points for everyone are fixed. No way to slack off.”

Another older youth, Fang Xiaoyu, didn’t quite believe it.

After all, given the personalities of those production team cadres, they wouldn’t break the rules for just a few people.

The production team definitely wouldn’t let things get out of hand.

Also, to avoid conflicts between local villagers and educated youths, this system was implemented uniformly across all production teams in the commune.

It wasn’t something easily changed.

Besides, the production team wouldn’t allow educated youths to avoid fieldwork just by giving gifts. Even if the youths agreed, would the villagers?

Besides, the youths came to support rural construction, and the villagers had to share the grain.

How much could the youths offer to keep everyone quiet?

If they were that powerful, they wouldn’t have to be sent to the countryside.

“Maybe they want to swap for lighter work.”

Shang Xiaoyun held a completely different opinion — she was convinced Su Huazhu and the others had pulled strings behind the scenes.

“You mean like cutting pig feed? Or feeding pigs?”

Fang Xiaoyu couldn’t help but laugh softly and asked her.

“Definitely cutting pig feed, of course.”

Who would want to feed pigs?

It’s dirty and stinky.

Shang Xiaoyun thought Fang Xiaoyu’s question was silly.

“Shang, whether it’s cutting pig feed or feeding pigs, any work considered lighter can be signed up for by educated youths. But it’s on rotation — one person per day, everyone gets a turn.”

Lian Ailian shook her head to deny this — Shang Xiaoyun still didn’t know about this.

But it made sense — new educated youths can only sign up after staying in the production team for at least a month.

Shang Xiaoyun’s mouth fell open: “…”

She really didn’t know this and nobody told her.

“Then, why would they give gifts?!”

Waste of money and things, right?

Shang Xiaoyun didn’t understand.

“Shang, you only see what’s right in front of you. Don’t you know there are quotas every year for Workers-Peasants-Soldiers universities?!”

Feng Juan looked down on Shang Xiaoyun, thinking her brain was shallow.

Right, there are quotas for Workers-Peasants-Soldiers universities too.

Shang Xiaoyun suddenly realized and remembered that there was this opportunity to return to the city.

Li Jin and Liu Wei’s eyes lit up when they heard “Workers-Peasants-Soldiers university,” as if they suddenly understood something.

“Feng, say less and don’t speculate wildly. No need to guess anymore. Actually, even if the three were giving gifts, they wouldn’t get the quota. That’s something I heard from Song Luoyun in conversation — he let it slip.”

At this moment, Fu Qiusheng, who had been listening quietly, dropped this heavy bombshell casually.

Of course, this was something Su Huazhu and the others deliberately leaked after discussing it.

That was why Fu Qiusheng, even knowing they had gone to give gifts, was not worried at all.

That was only part one.

Part two was that Su Huazhu obviously had a close connection with the production team — going to visit relatives and elders was no big deal.

Most importantly, he could tell that Su and the two Songs had no ulterior motives — they genuinely wanted to settle down here and live well.

“Brother Fu, is this true?! Why can’t they get the Workers-Peasants-Soldiers university quota?!”

“Yeah, Old Fu, do you know something?!”

“Fu, please tell us, what is their background?!”

“Old Fu, I heard Su has a deep connection with the production team, so they take care of her. But now it seems the treatment is the same as ours — at most, that means no one will bully her.”

“If, as Fu says, they don’t have the Workers-Peasants-Soldiers university qualifications, it must be a family matter. So even if the production team agreed, the commune and higher-ups wouldn’t pass it, so giving them the quota is useless.”

“Oh, that makes sense why Fu is so calm.”

…

So giving gifts was useless.

Even if they bribed the production team, bribing the commune would be impossible, and beyond that, it’s out of the question.

Besides, who would risk so much for this?! That would be foolish, not smart.

“So Su Huazhu is the daughter of a so-called ‘stinky scholar’?!”

Shang Xiaoyun sounded like she had just uncovered a big secret, suddenly excited and shouting happily.

Fu Qiusheng, Lian Ailian, and a few quiet older educated youths looked at her like she was crazy.

So what if she’s the daughter of a “stinky scholar”?

She never harmed anyone, so why care?

Besides, Su’s kinship with the production team might not get her benefits, but they would protect her.

As long as Su didn’t cause trouble and worked hard, the team wouldn’t let others pick on her.

What on earth was Shang Xiaoyun thinking?!

“Shang, no matter who Su is, since the authorities agreed to send her here to help with rural construction, there’s no problem. The production team treats everyone equally. You don’t need to worry.”

Lian Ailian glared coldly at Shang Xiaoyun.

She liked Su Huazhu, Xiao Luo, and Xiao Shu — the three kids caused no trouble, obeyed orders, worked efficiently, never took advantage, and didn’t shirk responsibilities — much better than some others.

“You…”

Shang Xiaoyun felt embarrassed and uncomfortable, disliking how the youths here were so kind to Su Huazhu.

Feng Juan, Fang Xiaoyu, and the other female youths had nothing more to say, especially Feng Juan, who, after guessing Su Huazhu’s identity, no longer felt threatened.

After Su Huazhu, Xiao Luo, and Xiao Shu gave gifts to their great-uncle, great-uncle by marriage, and Wu Tai Po, the village party secretary, they returned first to the youth worksite.

When they got back, the atmosphere felt different — especially the older youths no longer scrutinized or doubted them.

“Su, where did you go so late?!”

Feng Juan felt that after being gone so long, no one had shown concern, which didn’t seem friendly.

She thought she should kindly ask, but Su Huazhu had her own thoughts.

In the end…

“We went to give some sugar cakes to our uncles.”