The girl shook her head: "I'm not afraid because I think you're a very good person. Otherwise, you wouldn't have saved me, nor would you have given me so much advice and encouragement to live. Although, although I've come to terms with it, if my acne can be cured, I would certainly like to go back to how I was before."

"Oh, right, let me introduce myself first. My name is Li Qinqin, and my father is the brigade leader here." She smiled. "I'm not trying to rely on my father's power; I just wanted to say that if you ever need anything in the future, I can ask my father for help."

"Then thank you in advance. My name is Lin Qingyan, I am eighteen years old this year, and I am an educated youth from Jinshi."

"Lin Qingyan, so you're the educated youth my dad was talking about who treated the old ox in the brigade. My dad praised you when he got home that day."

"Yes, Old Niu did notice something was wrong the day I arrived."

“You’re eighteen, you’re a year older than me, so I’ll call you Sister Qingyan.”

“Okay. But I don’t have any medicine on hand right now. It’s not anything expensive, you can buy it at the county pharmacy, or maybe we can find it in the mountains around here.”

"Okay, Sister Qingyan. Which plot of land are you working on? I'll come find you tomorrow with a pen and paper. Just write down what medicinal herbs you need."

"Okay, I'll catch bugs for the cotton plants in the sixth squad."

"Okay, I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Um."

After the two girls parted ways, Li Qinqin walked home with her head held high and her chest out, while Lin Qingyan continued her journey back to the educated youth settlement.

However, someone was secretly following her until she entered the gate of the educated youth settlement.

Erlaizi was overjoyed. It really had been Lin Qingyan all along; the male educated youth who had protected her yesterday hadn't shown up at all.

That's great, then he can make his move tomorrow.

The thought of bullying such a weak and beautiful female educated youth, and the image of her wanting to resist but being powerless to do so, filled him with immense pleasure.

But he didn't expect that he himself was being watched by a pair of eyes.

Although Tong Jiaojiao has moved out, she hasn't bought a pot yet, and since her food is still at the educated youth settlement, she will continue to eat there for the time being.

She went to collect pig manure today, and naturally came back smelling terrible.

Song Qingfang deliberately walked past her and quickly pinched her nose.

"Ugh, it stinks! It stinks terribly!"

Tong Jiaojiao doesn't dare to provoke Lin Qingyan now, but she's not afraid of Song Qingfang.

"So what if I smell? At least I can wash it off, unlike some people whose smell can never be washed off and will linger for life."

"You." Song Qingfang knew she was alluding to her body odor, and she was both ashamed and angry. She retorted to Tong Jiaojiao, "Then I wish you a lifetime of picking pig manure and a lifetime of body odor."

"You'll stink for life, your whole family will stink for life, but I'll be free soon."

Tong Jiaojiao was probably still angry because Lin Qingyan had slapped her yesterday, and Song Qingfang just happened to be walking into the line of fire, so she went over and slapped Song Qingfang across the face.

"You bitch, I'll teach you to curse me. I'll show you that I'm not someone to be trifled with."

Song Qingfang naturally wouldn't let her beat her up, so she quickly retaliated by slapping her back. Then the two of them started fighting back and forth, and the educated youth compound instantly turned into a rural fighting arena.

Chen Lu wanted to use Song Qingfang to teach Tong Jiaojiao a lesson, but she only symbolically told them to stop. Both of them were in a frenzy and wouldn't listen to either of them until they were tired and their bodies ached, at which point they stopped fighting.

Both of them had messy hair and were covered in scratches, all from fingernails.

However, they all tacitly agreed to only scratch each other's necks and other exposed areas, without hitting each other's faces.

Lin Qingyan watched the commotion for a while, ate some melon seeds, and then noticed that Yi Zhiheng had just returned from outside.

He finished work a little late today. Was it because he helped her with her work at noon that he missed his own work?

She ran straight up to him, stopped him, and took out a Jinshi fried dough twist from her bag, handing it to him.

"Yi Zhiqing, thank you for helping me with the work. This is for you."

Yi Zhiheng kept his head down, neither looking at her nor immediately turning away.

His gaze lingered on the twisted dough stick for a full half minute before he turned away and walked past Lin Qingyan.

"Easy educated youth".

He remained silent and did not offer any response.

Lin Qingyan recalled that when he was looking at the twisted dough sticks earlier, she seemed to hear him gently sniffing.

After Yi Zhiheng entered the room, he raised his hand to wipe his eyes, but no one could tell that he had just shed tears.

The next day, Lin Qingyan went to work in the fields just like the previous two days.

The sixth squad leader ran over to her and said, "There's only a little bit of work left to catch bugs in the cotton field. After that, you'll have to go weed the sweet potato field. Can you handle weeding?"

"Uncle, let me give it a try."

Lin Qingyan felt that the squad leader was already very kind to her. Since the squad leader was considerate of her, she should also be considerate of him and try her best not to hold the squad back.

Do whatever you can do; if you really can't do it, then talk to the squad leader.

"Okay, I'll come back later and take you to the sweet potato field."

"Okay, Uncle."

Not long after the squad leader left, Li Qinqin came with paper and pen. She stood there looking down into the cotton field for a while, and when she saw Lin Qingyan, she quickly went into the field to find her.

"Sister Qingyan."

Lin Qingyan noticed that she looked much better today, with a sweet smile on her face. She was radiant and full of energy, as if she were bathed in a beautiful halo, which made her look even more beautiful.

Li Qinqin handed the paper and pen to Lin Qingyan, "Sister Qingyan, I brought the things over. You write them down for me, and I'll help you with the work."

"It's okay, I'm not busy."