Gao Jiaxing began to recite from the Red Book as Xia Xiao and Zheng Xianghong walked alongside, listening intently and nodding from time to time. However, this also attracted many others. Now, a crowd had gathered around them, all eager to listen, to reinforce their memories, and to learn.
Gao Jiaxing's mood darkened; he had only wanted to recite for Xia Xiao, but all these people were crashing the party.
Nevertheless, Gao Jiaxing finished the recitation, followed by Xia Xiao who recited it in turn. Once completed, they had reached the fields where everyone began their work.
While working, Zheng Xianghong committed the phrases to memory and occasionally managed to speak a few words. Nowadays, when anyone opened their mouths, they consciously used the red rhetoric.
Xia Xiao felt somewhat speechless. Using red quotations to make introductions was one thing, but carrying on conversations with them seemed rather confusing, making it impossible to communicate properly.
