Xu Yan transmigrated into a book, becoming a villainous, overly devoted cannon fodder supporting character in a novel about the educated youth going to the countryside.
Despite having money a...
"You!" Han Xiaoyu shoved Wu Shi aside and rushed towards Xie Zhuo. "Don't think I really wouldn't dare to do anything to you."
Xie Zhuo was still the same.
He remained motionless against the doorframe, the foxtail grass dangling from his mouth curling upwards as he spoke, his words still inflammatory, "What? Are you angry because you were exposed?"
His tone was full of sarcasm.
"Damn it, Xie Zhuo, don't think that all the educated youth in our settlement are made of mud!"
Apart from Xu Yan, the other educated youths were quite provoked by his words, especially Wu Shi, who had just been holding Han Xiaoyu's hand, but now he was the fastest to run away.
The sleeves were almost rolled up to the shoulders.
Although the female educated youths felt that Xie Zhuo's words were very excessive, they felt that taking action would not be a wise move.
Especially since it was almost time to go to work in the fields, and the field we were going to today was right next to the woods, the villagers would definitely pass by the educated youth settlement.
If the captain sees this, we're doomed!
Everyone knows that the brigade leader has always disliked the educated youth settlement, thinking that the educated youth are pleasure-seeking, like to slack off, and don't work hard. If they get into fights and get caught...
Thinking about it that way, they all quickly followed and ran over.
Xu Yan: "..."
Xu Yan had been holding back a lot of things he wanted to say, but couldn't get them out. Now that everyone was gone, he tried to say a few words, and hey, he could say them again.
It's like... making you want to get angry, but you can't find anyone to vent your anger on.
However, one thing is certain: all of this is related to Han Xiaoyu!
Whenever she's in front of Han Xiaoyu, she's forced to follow the original plot. No, she has to try and see if she can break free from this damn plot.
She slowly sat down on the long bench.
"Gurgle..."
Before I could figure out a solution, my stomach suddenly growled.
That's true, I only ate a little bit, it would be abnormal if I wasn't hungry.
Her gaze swept over the food on the table, then she stood up again and walked towards the chopstick holder.
The packaging of canned syrup in this era was similar to that of canned fruit in later generations: glass bottles with rubber-sealed tin lids that were impossible to open without much effort.
Xu Yan ate canned food 24 years ago by simply finding a knife and prying open the lid, which was simple and convenient.
Using the same method, she inserted the corner of the knife under the lid, then gently pried it open. With a "pop," the gas inside the glass jar was released completely, and she easily unscrewed the lid.
Canned fruit in syrup is indeed quite delicious.
Although there weren't as many varieties as in later generations, the taste was actually quite good, whether it was because this body hadn't eaten refined food for too long or because Xu Yan himself hadn't eaten sweets for too long.
Instead of pouring the syrup and yellow peaches into a bowl to eat, she held the bottle and drank all the syrup in one go before finding a clean pair of chopsticks to eat the yellow peaches inside.
After finishing a large bottle of canned fruit in syrup, my stomach, which had been feeling empty and a bit sore, finally felt a little better.
She finally had the energy to look at the group of people outside.
Zhou Jingjing is usually lazy when working, but she is quite fast when necessary. Before Han Xiaoyu's fist hit Xie Zhuo's face, she rushed up and grabbed his arm.
"Brother Xiao Yu, calm down."
"roll!"
Han Xiaoyu was already furious, and now that someone had stopped him like this, he didn't even bother to see who was pulling him. He shoved Zhou Jingjing's hand away and slammed it down on Xie Zhuo's face.
However, he didn't expect Xie Zhuo to be even faster. His head suddenly tilted to one side, and Han Xiaoyu's fist slammed into the door frame behind Xie Zhuo.
Flesh and wood collided.
Countless sharp spikes on the wooden door pierced the skin and flesh.
A fine layer of blood instantly appeared on all five fingers, including the joints.
Wu Shi and several other educated youths were still hesitating about whether to take action, but when they saw the blood on Han Xiaoyu's hands, they couldn't hold back any longer.
That kid really deserves a beating!
They rushed forward, their faces full of anger.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Xie Zhuo's eyes. He clenched his fist, just about to retaliate, when he caught a glimpse of someone coming from the corner of his eye. He instantly withdrew his hand that was reaching towards Han Xiaoyu's face, but his foot, which was kicking towards Wu Shi's stomach, did not change direction.
From that person's perspective, his actions were not visible.
"Damn it!" Wu Shi staggered from the kick, his eyes red, and he also raised his foot to kick Xie Zhuo's stomach fiercely.
Before they could even touch anyone, the man in front of them suddenly turned his head and fell to the ground.
He was clutching his stomach in obvious pain.
Wu Shi: "..."
Wu Shi almost twisted his ankle when he stepped into empty air.
Before he could even realize what was happening, he heard a loud shout.
"What are you doing!"
It was the voice of Captain Song Guangming.
Instantly, everyone was frozen in place by his shout.
"I think you're going to rebel!"
Farmers who work in the fields for long periods of time are naturally tanned, but Song Guangming's dark face made him look even more frightening.
Zhou Jingjing and Ye Wei were so frightened that they shrank to one side and dared not make a sound.
Han Xiaoyu stared at Xie Zhuo on the ground with a gloomy face. Blood dripped from his hands onto the ground, where it was instantly absorbed by the scalding hot surface.
Wu Shi and several other male educated youths also kept their mouths shut and dared not speak.
"Didn't I say during the previous meeting that we shouldn't fight?" Song Guangming stared intently at Han Xiaoyu's face. "Didn't I say that if we fought, we'd lose points?"
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