As a member of the working class, Lin Jingyu, a cargo registrar at a port, transmigrated to the early 1970s during her lunch break.
She unexpectedly discovered that she had entered a chronicl...
"Something that isn't very valuable."
Yang Shujue stuffed it directly into her hand, saying, "You must have used this before you went to the countryside. Consider this a token of my appreciation. Please accept it to save face for me."
"You really are..."
Lin Jingyu knew perfectly well that one is bound to be swayed by favors received.
So he had no choice but to take the initiative and ask, "I wonder what brings you here to see me this time, Yang Zhiqing?"
"Actually, it's nothing serious. I mainly want to ask the people in the intelligence institute and about the situation in the village."
Yang Shujue said frankly, "I've just arrived in Shuibu Village. Could you please remind me what I should be careful of, who I should be wary of, and who I should befriend?"
"These problems..."
This was truly beyond Lin Jingyu's expectations.
She couldn't help but admire how clever the other person was; they knew how to find out details as soon as they arrived.
No wonder she's the female protagonist in the book; she knows how to use people when she should, and how to respect people when she should, ultimately becoming a winner in life.
Yang Shujue raised an eyebrow. "What, can't I say?"
"It's not that I can't tell you, you'll find out after some time."
Lin Jingyu smiled silently, "If I tell you now, it can be considered just my personal opinion, and it might not only fail to help you, but also lead you astray."
"It's alright, just tell me, I'll know what to do."
Yang Shujue said confidently, "Besides, I didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted to avoid some unnecessary trouble."
"I see."
Thinking about the female lead's identity in her previous life, Lin Jingyu naturally understood what her confidence was.
So he told the truth, "Actually, I'm doing very well in Shuibu Village. Apart from dealing with two people who deserved it, everyone else is pretty good."
"Puff~"
Yang Shujue chuckled.
She had obviously heard about it.
He gave Lin Jingyu a thumbs up, saying, "Awesome, some people really deserve a beating."
Lin Jingyu rolled her eyes at her, annoyed. "Since you already know, why did you come to me?"
"I heard you were almost crushed to death?"
A hint of curiosity flashed in Yang Shujue's eyes, "You were unconscious for quite a while before you woke up, right?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
Do you know who sings the song "The Lone Warrior"?
"What?"
Do you know who Zhang Guoshi is?
"..."
Lin Jingyu looked completely innocent.
He was internally ranting and raving.
Why is this guy starting to suspect me?
Is this the prelude to making friends with people from the same hometown?
Believing she hadn't revealed anything, Lin Jingyu decided to play dumb to the end.
Looking at her with a puzzled expression, he asked, "Yang Zhiqing, what exactly are you trying to say?"
Yang Shujue still looked at the person in front of her with suspicion. "You really don't know?"
What should I know?
Lin Jingyu chuckled, "What era are we living in? How could there be a national advisor? We're not living in ancient times. Even in ancient times, it seems like there were very few dynasties with national advisors."
Yang Zhiqing, are you possessed?
Should I get you a doctor?
Although our village doctor, Dr. Niu, is a barefoot doctor, his medical skills are quite good. Would you like me to take you to see him?
"Just kidding, I was just kidding."
Yang Shujue dared not probe any further, lest she be dragged to see a doctor.
I had to quickly change the subject, "Lin Zhiqing, there's one more thing..."
Here's the thing, I'd like to buy some rice or noodles from you.
Don't worry, I'll go to town tomorrow, buy some grain, and pay you back. If you're willing to accept money, I can buy it with my own.
"Didn't the team give you any food?"
Lin Jingyu was puzzled. "Why don't you have any food? Didn't the people at the educated youth center lend you any?"
"No, the village chief gave us food."
Yang Shujue looked embarrassed, "But they're all just grains, I really can't eat them as a proper meal."
I'm used to eating rice and noodles, but the people in the educated youth compound... don't seem to have much refined grain, so I had to ask you."
"Oh, is that so?"
Lin Jingyu just wanted to get rid of the person as soon as possible. "I do have some rice and noodles, I can share some with you, you can pay me back with money or you can pay me back with the food."
"I wonder how much Yang, the educated youth, wants?"
"Just give me a few kilograms."
"I'll give you five pounds of rice and five pounds of noodles, how about that?"
"Okay, how much is it? I'll get it for you when I get back."
"No rush, it's not too late to give it to me later."
Lin Jingyu packed the rice and noodles for her and then sent her away.
"This person is really..."
Thinking of the female lead's suspicions, Lin Jingyu felt a cold sweat break out on her back.
I hope she doesn't mistake me for a fellow villager.
She recalled that in some novels, the female or male protagonist would take drastic measures after recognizing a fellow villager, just to protect their own identity from being revealed.
Lin Jingyu certainly didn't want to become a victim of the female lead.
She can't afford to mess with the female lead.
It took me a long time to calm down.
He carried the buckets to the well again to fetch water.
After two attempts, another person appeared by the well.
Upon seeing her, Peng Qibo took the initiative to say, "Lin Zhiqing, I'm so sorry about what happened earlier!"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Lin Jingyu quickly responded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "I wonder how Little Peng is doing?"
"Poetry and Language..."
Peng Qibo sighed softly, "You should have noticed that she's different. She's never liked to talk since she was little, prefers to be alone, and doesn't like to communicate even with her family."
We noticed that her abnormality was already showing some symptoms. The doctor said that if we didn't change her environment and guide her to communicate with others, her condition would only worsen. Eventually, she would live in her own world, and outsiders would be unable to communicate with her.
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