"That's possible."

Peng Fengyuan nodded slightly, "Now that we know the source, we don't need to investigate further. There are quite a few people watching us now, so let's not cause them any unnecessary trouble."

"Bo'er, this young educated youth, Lin..."

Grandpa Peng asked in a deep voice, "Did you already know about your and Shiyu's identities?"

"There are guesses, but they probably don't know the truth."

Peng Qibo's lips curled up slightly, "Actually, she didn't want to provoke us. It should be said that Shiyu took the initiative to stick to her."

Since discovering Shiyu's illness, he has taken the initiative to take care of her.

He taught her to do housework, took her to work, took her to meet people in the village, taught her how to communicate with people, and taught her speaking skills and how to build relationships with strangers.

Lin Zhiqing was a thoughtful and kind person, but she was also a bit strong-willed and not someone who would be bullied easily.

The poetry has changed dramatically in just one month, entirely thanks to Lin Zhiqing.

Now, Shiyu not only knows how to cook, but also follows Lin Zhiqing to harvest crops...

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I certainly wouldn't have believed that she could be reborn like a phoenix, laughing and doing things alongside them.

"It seems you've come to the right place."

Grandpa Peng looked pleased. "I heard that many people who went to the countryside didn't have a good life, especially intellectuals who were labeled as 'stinking old ninth category'."

At this point, his face showed anger. "Not only did they do the hardest and most tiring work, but after work they would be dragged away to be criticized and denounced. Many people couldn't take it and collapsed."

Everyone knows these people are national treasures, yet they've ruined them all; it's utterly despicable.