Eating Melons and Watching the Show in a Chronicles Novel

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...

Chapter 3 Shut up!

"Shut up. No one will think you're dumb if you don't speak."

He Zhenhua glared at her angrily, "You, Zhao Qiaoyan, have been here for more than half a year, how many meals have you cooked, and you haven't taken any advantage for yourself?"

"Me, you~"

Zhao Qiaoyan was humiliated and indignant after being rebuked.

She stomped her foot angrily, turned and ran outside, yelling, "Fine, I won't eat it then, waaaah~"

"Ugh~"

Shen Susu's smile froze. "You guys eat first, I'll go check on Qiaoyan."

So he quickly chased after her.

After they left.

Wang Hongliang couldn't help but complain, "What a piece of trash! He's so lazy himself, yet he has the nerve to criticize others."

He Zhenhua glanced at him speechlessly.

Lin Jingyu looked at the two people in front of her with a serious expression, "He Zhiqing, Wang Zhiqing, I'm not joking."

It is clear that more and more educated youth will be sent to the countryside in the future.

There will definitely be quite a few more educated youth moving in then.

To avoid any trouble, she decided not to get involved with them.

I really intend to separate myself and start cooking separately; I'll just distribute my rations later.

Why bother arguing with her?

He Zhenhua frowned and advised, "It's troublesome to cook alone. You have to solve everything yourself, and you also have to go to work. You'll be even more tired then."

As for the educated youth who arrive later, we can make arrangements for them then.

"There are too many people and things to deal with, so it's better to take advantage of this now and solve it once and for all."

Lin Jingyu's attitude was firm: "Besides, I believe I can take care of myself. I like living a quiet life."

"Well, alright then!"

He Zhenhua had no choice but to agree, "I'll give it to you later."

Wang Hongliang looked indifferent, only glancing at the two without saying a word.

"good."

Lin Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Shen Susu returned with Zhao Qiaoyan, whose eyes were red and swollen.

The five of them sat together, eating awkwardly.

After finishing their meal, before everyone went to work, He Zhenhua distributed Lin Jingyu's food.

Shen Susu looked surprised, not expecting that Lin Jingyu really wanted to separate and live on her own.

Zhao Qiaoyan was surprised but also secretly pleased when she saw this.

She couldn't help but sarcastically remark, "Now you're all tough, but as the saying goes, a good horse doesn't turn back to eat the grass it already grazed. Don't turn into a spineless coward and play the victim to gain sympathy later."

"Zhao Qiaoyan, I think what you ate just now wasn't rice, but a mouthful of feces, it was absolutely disgusting."

After Lin Jing said those words...

He carried about twenty pounds of grain and left without looking back.

He Zhenhua and Wang Hongliang both stood up.

Without saying a word, they turned around and went out to work.

Zhao Qiaoyan was furious and screamed, "Lin Jingyu, you're the one who eats shit..."

"Qiaoyan, stop talking!"

Shen Susu was really annoyed and pulled her outside, saying, "We should go to work, or the team leader will yell at us again."

...

In the blink of an eye, only Lin Jingyu was left alone at home.

She did not rest at home.

He carried about a pound of brown sugar in a white bag from the supermarket at the dock to the village chief's house.

"Auntie, is the village chief home?"

Lin Jingyu greeted Aunt Hongmei, the village chief's wife, with a smile.

"Lin Zhiqing, what brings you here?"

When Aunt Mei saw her, she asked in surprise, "I heard you injured your head. How are you now? Why aren't you resting properly?"

"Auntie, I'm fine now."

Lin Jingyu walked in and saw a three- or four-year-old child playing with a wooden stick, 'practicing kung fu'.

He casually pulled out two White Rabbit candies and handed them over, saying, "Here, have a sweet treat."

"Thank you, sister."

The little guy has a sweet tongue; without any instruction from his elders, he gave Lin Jingyu a big smile and happily thanked her.

Aunt Mei Hong's smile widened. "Why would a child eat candy? Lin Zhiqing, don't waste it."

"What are you saying, Auntie?"

Lin Jingyu handed her the brown sugar in her hand, "Auntie, this is some brown sugar that my family brought. I heard that Sister Guihua (the village chief's daughter-in-law) is about to give birth, so it's good for her to drink during her postpartum period to help her recover."

"Oh dear, Lin Zhiqing, this is terrible, this is really terrible."

At that time, brown sugar was a luxury.

Although it's not a rare sight, ordinary people don't buy it to eat often.

People don't buy brown sugar often, except for a small amount as a token of celebration.

The village chief's family was only slightly better off than the other village chiefs, so Aunt Hongmei still really cherished this thing.

"Auntie, please don't stand on ceremony with me."

Lin Jingyu shoved it directly into her hand, "Auntie, I need to talk to the village chief about something. I wonder if he's home?"

"He's been busy all morning, and now he's closing his eyes to rest for a bit."

Aunt Hongmei knew she had something to do, so she readily accepted the brown sugar, saying, "Wait a moment, I'll go call him."

"Thank you for your help, Auntie."

"It's alright, he's rested for quite a while now."

...

About five minutes.

The village chief came out of the house.

"Lin Zhiqing, is there something you need?"

The village chief asked gently, "Did Zhao, the educated youth, cause you trouble again?"

"Village chief, I want to fire it myself."

Lin Jingyu stated her purpose directly: "I have already distributed the food with the other educated youth and wanted to let you know that we are preparing to build a kitchen."

"You're going to cook for yourself?"

The village chief's face darkened. "Did the other educated youth bully you because you're younger?"

Don't worry, if they dare to exclude you like this, I will personally go and talk to them. We can't have this kind of bureaucratic style in our village.

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