At the educated youth settlement, during lunch, Zhao Xiuyun glanced at the relaxed expression on Shen Qingming's face and knew that he must have found another sucker.

Instantly, Zhao Xiuyun also breathed a sigh of relief.

Heaven knows, the heavy and busy farm work these past few days has almost drained Zhao Xiuyun dry; she has never felt that life has been so bitter.

Why don't I remember being this tired when I went to the countryside in my past life?

Whenever she was exhausted, she would curse Ruan Miaomiao in her heart while hoping that Ruan Miaomiao could go back to how she used to be.

Even in order to have even the slightest hope of winning Ruan Miaomiao back, Zhao Xiuyun didn't dare to get too close to Shen Qingming.

When they received their work points in the morning, they chose a spot far away from Shen Qingming.

Therefore, they were unaware of Zhou Shuhua's situation.

However, just by seeing Shen Qingming's relaxed brows, she knew that it must have been successful.

Thinking that Shen Qingming had already found the great nemesis, she couldn't fall behind.

As for whether Shen Qingming would mind her being ambiguous with other men?

How is that possible?

In her past life, she married someone else and had children with another man, but Shen Qingming didn't mind.

They're truly in love, okay?

Once she made up her mind, Zhao Xiuyun acted immediately. In the afternoon, while at work, she secretly observed which members of the Jianshan Brigade were worth hooking up with.

This observation led them to focus on the youngest son of the brigade leader.

The brigade leader, Zhou Jianguo, has four sons and one daughter. His three sons are all married, and his daughter is also married.

Currently, only the youngest son, Zhou Weijie, is still single.

It seems the brigade leader's family really dotes on their youngest son. Now is the harvest season, and all the other able-bodied men, even Zhou Jingyun who rarely works in the fields, are joining in the harvest.

However, the youngest son of the brigade leader stayed at home doing laundry and cooking like a young lady.

At this moment, Zhou Weijie became a hot commodity in Zhao Xiuyun's heart: Is he the brigade leader's youngest son?

No, that was Zhao Xiuyun's grain depot.

With seven and a half able-bodied men in the Zhou family, one can imagine how prosperous their family was.

Thinking of all this, Zhao Xiuyun could almost see the fragrant rice beckoning to her.

She worked much faster, and when it was still a while before she was supposed to finish work, she made an excuse that it was her turn to cook today and went home first.

However, after returning the tools, they took a detour and went to the captain's house.

After tidying her clothes and hair, Zhao Xiuyun knocked on the door of the brigade leader's house.

Zhou Weijie, who was sleeping on a recliner, was suddenly startled: Who? Who came at this time?

He hurriedly put his hands into the wooden basin soaking dirty clothes, pretending to be washing clothes, before getting up to open the door.

Upon opening the door, I saw a slender, pretty stranger standing there.

Upon seeing her, the stranger smiled apologetically, a hint of nervousness and trepidation showing on her small face. She tentatively asked:

"Hello, comrade. I'm a new educated youth. It's my turn to cook today, so I came back early. But I'm not familiar with the roads in the brigade, and I ended up here. Could you please help me find my way back to the educated youth compound?"

The moment Zhou Weijie saw Zhao Xiuyun, his heart skipped a beat and his eyes lit up: This is what a female educated youth should be like.

Female educated youth should look delicate and weak. What's the difference between those who worked almost as hard as the villagers and village girls?

Zhou Weijie has a different aesthetic from that of the times; he doesn't like the round face and red lips that are popular at the time.

On the contrary, he preferred Zhao Xiuyun's understated and delicate appearance, feeling that such a woman was like a white lotus in a light drizzle, making him want to protect her.

Looking ahead, he didn't have a clear understanding of his own preferences.

However, the moment he saw Zhao Xiuyun, he knew: this was the type he liked.

Forget about why there were other young and middle-aged men to choose from, such as Zhou Jingyun, Zhao Xiuyun just happened to put Zhou Weijie first.

When asked, she recalled that in her past life, Zhou Weijie had pursued her relentlessly, always chasing after her and bringing her food and drink.

Let's start with him for good luck.

And so, Zhou Weijie fell for her even faster than in his previous life, captivated by her delicate, timid, and fragile gaze.

When Zhao Xiuyun left, she still had two steamed buns that Zhou Weijie had forced into her sleeve.

******

While Zhao Xiuyun and Shen Qingming were busy flirting with suckers, Ruan Miaomiao was lying in bed tidying up her space.

The space that came with her from the apocalypse was about 2.2 meters in diameter, with a vast expanse of white five meters above her head.

In the center of the space is a plantation with a diameter of one meter, filled with fertile black soil rarely seen in the city.

A few days ago, Ruan Miaomiao was too busy to plant anything, but today she finally finished her early morning work and planted some tomatoes and cucumbers.

She bought these seeds from Haicheng.

Plant cucumbers on the side, and when they get bigger, you can insert bamboo poles to guide the vines upwards. Plant tomatoes in the middle to make good use of the space.

After tidying up the space, Ruan Miaomiao began planning to raise a few chickens in the courtyard.

Now, although it is a collective economy, everything belongs to the collective.

However, each household is allowed to have a small plot of land and to raise a maximum of five chickens, but a portion of them must be handed over during the Lunar New Year.

Having made up her mind, Ruan Miaomiao waited a few more days until all the potatoes in the fields of Jianshan Brigade were dug up before going to her neighbor's house.

"Ruan Zhiqing, come in and sit down!"

Zhou Taohua, who was catching insects in her private plot to feed the chickens, saw Ruan Miaomiao walking towards her house. She immediately put the insects into the small bamboo basket on her waist, worried that she might scare the other person.

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