Chapter 43: I want to dig up my own father's grave and scatter the ashes.

"Uncle, I'm here!"

"..."

"..."

Several educated youths carrying bags made way, finally revealing the petite figure standing among them.

This kid...

Why is it so small!

He's probably only a little over 1.5 meters tall, how come he's come to the countryside?

"Kid, how old are you this year? Uncle told you that you have to be at least sixteen years old to be a sent-down youth. Where are your family members? How could they let you out like that?"

"...Uncle, I'm already sixteen years old."

"Are you sure!" The middle-aged man looked at Bai Nuo with a struggling expression.

Bai Nuo pursed her lips innocently: "Uncle, I'm from the South. Although I'm a bit short, I'm really over sixteen years old and have already graduated from high school. Otherwise, the educated youth office wouldn't have accepted me. You can rest assured about that."

"Sigh!" Seeing that there was really no way to turn things around, the middle-aged man could only nod helplessly: "Alright, it's good that you're fair-skinned, otherwise I would have thought that some little potato had run away from home."

"puff!"

"Cough cough cough!"

Bai Nuo could no longer smile; even a fake smile was impossible, and the corners of her mouth wouldn't twitch even slightly.

Damn, you gotta be tough. Believe me, this little white potato of mine can punch you right into the wheel of that oxcart behind you, the kind you can't even pry out of.

"What are you saying, child? The child is just a little small, fair-skinned and tender, so cute. He's grown so big every day, and all he does is spout nonsense." The old man sitting on the oxcart next to him picked up his pipe and hit the middle-aged man on the head with a "bang".

That head is pretty sturdy.

“Dad, I’m already the brigade leader, and your grandchildren are all grown up.”

“So what if you’re the brigade leader? No matter what your rank is, you’re still my son. Besides, what does it have to do with my grandson and granddaughter if I beat you?”

The old man rolled his eyes at him, then smiled kindly at Bai Nuo.

"Don't mind, little girl. Your uncle is just being blunt. He's worried that you're too young to adapt to life in the countryside, and that you'll end up like him." (Not a typo)

"It's alright, Grandpa."

Bai Nuo smiled at the old man, her obedient and sensible demeanor returning, her smile particularly sweet. "I know Uncle means well, but now that I've come to our brigade, I will strive to make my own contribution and will never hold our brigade back. The country sent us educated youths to the countryside to build rural areas and transform ourselves for a better future, and I will never let the country's efforts go to waste."

Seriously, that mouth of hers is better at talking than singing.

"Good, good, good. Although the little girl is not tall, she has a high level of awareness and deserves praise." The old man nodded in satisfaction.

Bai Nuo tried to force a smile, wondering if she was going to never get over this height difference.

"Tong, I must dig up my dead father's grave and scatter his ashes everywhere, I absolutely must!"

The system remained silent, not daring to speak!

It always felt that its host's height was not her dead father's fault, after all, given her mother's status and family background, it was impossible for her to be interested in a short and ugly man.

To say that she was forced into it...

That's even more impossible. Although it was restarted sixteen years ago, there's still a photo of that mother standing in front of a fighter jet wearing a pilot's uniform inside the space.

Who would dare to use force against that guy? Who could possibly use force? They'd be killed before they even made a move.

Therefore, in conclusion, the system does not believe that its host's father should be held responsible for this situation.

However, as a member of the family with a low status, it dared not speak out, fearing that it would be the one to be praised.