Zhou Jingyun couldn't resist and walked out of the courtyard. From afar, he saw his mother, Zhao Cuihong, standing together with the girl he had seen that morning, who was even more delicate than tofu, chatting and laughing.

The woman's jet-black hair was styled into two long braids that hung down beside her delicate, fair face. She wore a pure white, fitted, full-skirted dress and black mid-heeled sheepskin shoes. Every smile and gesture of hers made her look like a beauty straight out of a movie.

As she spoke, the bright red silk ribbon tied to her braid fluttered in the wind, as if the butterfly had come to life and was dancing gracefully, which was very moving.

Zhou Jingyun stared blankly at the woman, his heart sinking into her beauty: she was so beautiful, he had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life, she was almost unreal.

"Hey, Yunwa, you're awake?"

Zhao Cuihong, who was talking to Ruan Miaomiao, felt a burning gaze. She turned around and saw her son's pathetic appearance. She quickly greeted him, "This is the new educated youth, Ruan. He's moved to Weiguo Village next door. He'll be our neighbor from now on. Your Aunt Chunhong asked us to help look after him..."

Hearing his mother's words, Zhou Jingyun was incredibly excited. He strode over and greeted Ruan Miaomiao.

"Hello, educated youth Ruan, I am Zhou Jingyun!"

Ruan Miaomiao followed Zhao Cuihong's gaze and saw a man who was over 1.8 meters tall, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a buzz cut, and wheat-colored skin striding over.

The wind lifted the man's blue jacket, revealing his muscular physique, which made Ruan Miaomiao take a second look: the muscles of a farmer are indeed more streamlined and attractive than those developed in a gym.

Hearing the man greet her, Ruan Miaomiao quickly extended her hand and politely replied, "Comrade Zhou, hello! I'm Ruan Miaomiao, please take care of me in the future!"

When Zhou Jingyun heard Ruan Miaomiao call him "comrade," his heart almost melted. Seeing the woman's outstretched hand, he quickly rubbed his own hand on his pants a few times before reaching out and gently taking her hand in his.

A woman's hands are just like a person's, delicate and soft. Zhou Jingyun didn't dare to use any force at all, and he was even more careful when shaking hands, afraid that the calluses on his hands would scratch the woman's delicate little hands.

Seeing the woman withdraw her hand and turn back into the yard, Zhou Jingyun felt a sense of loss. He turned around and hurried towards his work area.

Behind her, Zhao Cuihong, not knowing where her son had gone, asked, "Yunwa, where are you going?"

"I'm going to work to earn work points to support my family!"

With a deep, resonant voice, Zhou Jingyun shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cuihong was overjoyed: "Oh, I'm so lucky to have such a filial and capable son."

Zhou Jingyun, who had already walked a few steps away, thought to himself: I was so loud just now, Ruan Zhiqing must have heard me, right?

In the 1960s they held hands, in the 1970s they put their arms around each other's waists, and just now Ruan Zhiqing and I shook hands, so it won't be long before we hold hands again...

******

"Miaomiao, why didn't you tell me before moving out of the educated youth settlement? Do you even still have feelings for me as your boyfriend?"

In the afternoon, Ruan Miaomiao was tidying up her things in the house when she heard a loud knocking on the courtyard gate.

Upon opening the door, one sees Shen Qingming with an angry expression.

Shen Qingming looked so angry, as if he had caught Ruan Miaomiao cheating on him.

Zhao Xiuyun, who was following behind, also complained to Ruan Miaomiao: "Miaomiao, Qingming went to the commune supply and marketing cooperative to buy things for you early in the morning. He thinks about you, his girlfriend, all the time. How can you not discuss anything with Qingming? Where do you put Qingming? Don't you care about Qingming at all?"

Before Ruan Miaomiao could answer Shen Qingming's question, Zhao Xiuyun, that innocent little white lotus, started spouting a bunch of sweet nothings.

Ruan Miaomiao realized that Zhao Xiuyun's ostensible attempt to dissuade her was actually a ploy to sow discord between her and Shen Qingming, so she turned her anger towards Zhao Xiuyun first:

"Oh? You bought me something? That's rare. What did you buy?"

Zhao Xiuyun didn't expect that her words would not make Ruan Miaomiao feel guilty at all, but instead made her notice what she had bought.

Immediately, she secretly rejoiced, thankful that she had left a buckwheat cake for Ruan Miaomiao, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to take it out now.

She pulled out the buckwheat cake and angrily complained, "Miaomiao, Qingming-ge (brother Qingming) bought this especially for you, even though he himself wouldn't eat it."

"..."

Ruan Miaomiao thought that since the female lead spoke so confidently, she should at least be able to produce a steamed bun.

Who knew, this was it? The moment the roasted buckwheat cakes and roasted corn saw the buckwheat cakes, Ruan Miaomiao's face showed a look of disgust. She frowned and mocked Shen Qingming, "Shen Qingming, in your heart, I, Ruan Miaomiao, am only worth a hard buckwheat cake?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xiuyun thought to herself: Heh, in Qingming's heart, you're not even worth this buckwheat cake. I had to persuade Qingming to save it to coax you when we got back. Otherwise, the two of us would have already shared it.

Shen Qingming seemed hurt by Ruan Miaomiao's tone, and his voice was filled with grievance: "Miaomiao, I have given you my best, and you are not only not moved, but you also complain? I did not expect you to be such a materialistic woman."

Meeting Shen Qingming's "I misjudged you" look, Ruan Miaomiao smiled sarcastically: "No wonder back in Haicheng, everyone thought you were living off me, Ruan Miaomiao. The things I casually gave you were Seagull brand watches and imported chocolates, and the best you could give me was a hard buckwheat cake. Seagull brand watches, haha, let alone others, even I now think you're trying to live off me, Ruan Miaomiao!"

? ?

Shen Qingming never expected Ruan Miaomiao to say such a thing. Didn't this woman know that it would hurt his self-esteem?

In Haicheng, people only gossiped about it in private; no one ever said it to his face.

What? This woman actually said that to his face?

Shen Qingming's eyes filled with tears, feeling genuinely wronged. He clenched his fists and glared hatefully at Ruan Miaomiao.

Ruan Miaomiao thought to herself: This look is directed at the murderer of one's father, not at one's benefactor.

She glanced at Shen Qingming's fist and sneered, "What? You want to hit me? You want to live off me?"

"Ruan Miaomiao!!!"

Shen Qingming was like an angry lion, growling at Ruan Miaomiao in a low voice, and even seemed to have the urge to rush over and beat her up.

Seeing this, Ruan Miaomiao was secretly delighted: Come here quickly, come here and let me beat you to death, you shameless pretty boy.

Zhao Xiuyun knew she couldn't afford to offend Ruan Miaomiao yet, so she quickly stopped Shen Qingming and scolded Ruan Miaomiao with a pained expression:

"Miaomiao, you and Qingming are dating, how can you be so calculating and say such insulting things to Qingming?"