The educated youth settlement was in chaos until the spring planting season ended. Xiaoxiao had always been an honest child. After hearing Li Yuanzhao talk about what had happened, she was terrified, thankful that she was with Song Yan.

Dong Mingming is incredibly shameless. She's always crying and complaining, saying she can't do this or that, as if everyone bullies her. Sometimes she complains to the villagers about this and that, but nobody really believes her. Luckily, she's sensible enough not to say a word about Song Yan and Jiang Xiaoxiao.

That day, after hearing Song Yan talk about wild boars and wolves, Dong Mingming made a special effort to find out more. She realized that Song Yan was not someone she could mess with. So she really didn't say a single word to provoke him.

Others were not so lucky.

Dong Mingming is becoming the public enemy of the educated youth settlement. The unanimous rule at the settlement now is: no work, no food.

As long as Dong Mingming doesn't bother him, Song Yan won't bother with things that have nothing to do with him.

With the spring planting finished, the weather has warmed up considerably. It's no longer appropriate for Old Han and his family to live here. They should be living in the cowshed to take care of the livestock.

Song Yan watched them slowly walk out of the courtyard, carrying their luggage. A pang of sorrow gripped Song Yan's heart. They were going to live in the dilapidated shed next to the cowshed again.

That night, Song Yan secretly went to check on them!

Spring nights are unpredictable, with sudden shifts between warm and cold. The shed was drafty, and there was no warm kang (heated brick bed) to keep out. Song Yan was extremely worried; could they endure it?

Old Han comforted Song Yan: "We've always gotten through this every year. Besides, we didn't have such thick bedding or so much good food in previous years."

Old Liao patted Song Yan's head. "There's not even a single house to live in here, so it's not easy to find an excuse. You should go back quickly! It'll be hard to explain if someone sees you."

Yes, we used to live next to each other, so if we bumped into each other by accident, who could say anything? Now it's different. There's no one living in the cowshed anymore, so what's Song Yan doing here? There's no reason.

Song Yan kept both hot water bottles from home.

There was no use in worrying, so Song Yan went back, looking back every few steps.

Then it rained lightly for a few days. Just then, the wheat that was planted first sprouted, while the soybeans and other crops planted later were still in the soil. Everyone was especially happy that it rained at this time. The seedlings sprouted well and evenly; this was the first step towards a bountiful harvest.

Everyone hopes for a good harvest, a bountiful crop, and a larger share of grain for each family.

Song Yan was quite worried. On rainy spring nights, the thatched hut was damp and chilly; he wondered how Lao Han and the others were coping.

Old Liao's health was the worst. In winter, Song Yan wanted Old Han to take a look at her and prescribe some medicine. Old Liao absolutely refused…

After three days of light rain, the sun finally peeked out. The temperature rose, and Song Yan's mood improved.

Literacy classes are now held whenever there's a spare moment. Right after the spring planting, the adults no longer need the children to help with chores, so the children attend classes all day.

Older children have better memories and learn faster. Jiang Xiaoxiao is currently teaching second-grade lessons to several older children.

The younger children were studying on their own or doing their homework. Wei Ping and Wei An both wanted to study hard. They studied diligently when Jiang Xiaoxiao taught first-grade lessons, and they listened attentively when she taught second-grade lessons.

Song Yan stood outside, watching the children in the classroom. There was only one classroom, and children of all ages were together. Jiang Xiaoxiao divided them into three groups based on their learning speed. Jiang Xiaoxiao then began teaching the children in groups.

"Song Yan!" Li Yuanzhao entered the Wei family's courtyard and saw Song Yan at the entrance of the literacy class, so she called out.

Li Yuanzhao was panting heavily and looked anxious.

"What's wrong?" Song Yan asked. Li Yuanzhao wouldn't be like this if nothing was wrong.

Li Yuanzhao is a very clever and quick-witted girl; she sees through many things but doesn't say anything. For example, she can tell that Song Yan's attitude towards Lao Han and the others is very friendly.

Li Yuanzhao: "Old Liao fell into a ditch on the hillside. He's drowning, and he's not doing well now."

After several days of rain, the low-lying areas have become flooded.

"What do you mean it's bad? Where is she now?" Song Yan immediately became anxious. He could tell from Li Yuanzhao's expression that things were not good.

Song Yan took off running outside.

“Song Yan, I understand how you feel, and I also feel sorry for them. But you must always be mindful of their identities,” Li Yuanzhao said quickly.

Song Yan paused, "I understand. Where's Lao Liao?"

Li Yuanzhao: "It's been sent back to the thatched hut."

Li Yuanzhao wanted to go with Song Yan. But Li Yuanzhao couldn't catch up with Song Yan at all.

When Song Yan arrived at the thatched shed, a large crowd had gathered. Just as Li Yuanzhao had said, their identities were special, and he needed to remain calm.

Song Yan took a deep breath, pushed through the crowd, and went inside.

At this moment, Wang Wenjuan, the women's director, also arrived.

Old Liao lay in the thatched hut, already covered with a quilt. His face was completely pale, and water was still dripping from his hair. He looked as if he had no life left.

Song Yan was a doctor, and her first reaction was to save her. She held back her tears, otherwise they would have fallen.

Song Yan reached out and touched Lao Liao's pulse; it was still beating.

When Lao Han saw Song Yan arrive, he said, "Song Yan, could you do me a favor? Help her change her clothes, it's inconvenient for us."

Song Yan nodded. She understood what Lao Han meant; they needed to keep Lao Liao warm as soon as possible.

Without saying a word, Song Yan started rummaging through Lao Liao's clothes.

Wang Wenjuan also offered her help.

Song Yan stopped her, "Director, I think she needs to go to the hospital! Why don't you ask the captain for instructions?"

Can Lao Liao's identity allow her to go to the hospital?

Although Wang Wenjuan thought this way, she still turned and left without saying anything. After all, it was a human life at stake; she should help if she could!

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