Chapter 47 The third ten years in rural areas

One dark night, several motorized wooden boats docked with difficulty in the wind and rain, and unloaded a group of students.We carried luggage on our shoulders, drenched in the rain, stumbled and stepped on the muddy ground, and came to a desolate place.There was nothing to see around, only a few low huts showing dim lights.The door was very low, and we ducked in, squatting and lying on several planks indiscriminately.Thus began the life of re-education.