"Crunch crunch..."
"Crack crack..."
"Crackle crackle..."
Under the moonlight, in the night breeze, a few girls huddled together, keeping each other warm while... cracking melon seeds, eating peanuts, and shelling walnuts.
Li Dahe: "Hongzi, what did you say you were afraid would happen to them just now?"
Wang Hong: "I'm afraid they might choke to death."
She's really silly, seriously.
She's actually afraid these lasses would get scared.
How come she never considers where all those mousetraps came from?
Wang Hong helplessly covers her forehead, feeling that the atmosphere at the Educated Youth Corps is getting weirder—some male comrades are howling holding a broken bamboo pole, while some female comrades have turned the Educated Youth Corps into the biggest trap in the entire village.
She glances at the spacious backyard and feels she's been too conservative; this is at least the biggest trap in the whole commune, enough to wipe out the wild boars on the back mountain.
