Military Marriage? Transmigrating to the 70s as Female Cannon Fodder with a Sign-In System

Book transmigration + system + space + farming + female protagonist slightly comedic, vengeful, clear-headed in the world, a cute little darling (drama academy graduate) + devoted scheming male lea...

Chapter 130 Listener

As soon as I woke up the next day, I went into the space to check the condition of the pot of meat.

When the lid of the pot was opened, a pot of golden braised meat appeared in front of Ning Xiyue. The hot steam from the pot brought the aroma of the braised meat to her nose, arousing her appetite.

When having breakfast in the morning, Ning Xiyue brought the meal into the space and couldn't help but cut a plate of braised meat to go with the meal.

Pour some marinade on white rice and mix it with meat. It’s absolutely delicious.

I also brought Xiao Hui into the space to have an extra meal, and cooked a small piece of white meat for it to go with the rice.

I have to say that the automatic kitchen is convenient, and the food cooked tastes good too. There is no fishy smell of pork, only the flavor of the braised food and the aroma of meat.

After Ning Xiyue finished her meal, she cut the remaining braised meat in the pot into thin slices, took out four aluminum lunch boxes and filled them up, then took out a net bag to pack them up.

She doesn't have to wash the pots and pans herself. Just put them in the sink and the kitchen will take care of it for you. Not only will the pots and pans and stove be cleaned up, but they will also be put back in their original places.

It's simply the gospel of lazy people.

Ning Xiyue packed herself up and carried Xiao Hui out of the space.

When I went back to the house to get something, I saw that Chen Yechu had recovered. Although her stomach still hurt, she had painkillers, so she could bear it for the time being.

She specifically reminded Ning Xiyue not to forget to research pills for treating dysmenorrhea after going to the clinic today.

Ning Xiyue agreed with a smile. Although it had been made, it would take at least a few days before it could be given to Chen Yechu. For her own safety and to keep a low profile, she could only endure the pain for a few days.

When they walked out of the door where they slept, they could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the Youth League House was not good. Only their group of new educated youth were out and about, and the only three remaining old educated youth were still worried about not getting the quota for workers, peasants and soldiers.

They were all depressed and silent, staying in their rooms and not coming out. Even when Li Yang and Wu Zhigang were arrested, they didn't pay any attention to them. They were completely immersed in the sad environment and felt depressed.

That day, the first patient Ning Xiyue received after arriving at the clinic was Comrade Wu Guifang from the Youth League Home.

Wu Guifang in front of him had a worried look on her face, with big dark circles under her eyes, as if her energy had been sucked away by a demon, and her condition was terrible.

Just one night had passed, and he looked much more sloppy and older than before, with a few white hairs appearing at his temples.

I really didn't expect that this news would have such a big impact on her.

Xia Zhipeng is harming people. If he hadn't spread the news in advance and her expectations weren't so high, I guess she wouldn't have been so devastated.

Wu Guifang sniffed and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiyue, do you have any medicine for insomnia? I didn't sleep all night last night."

"Yes, but you might need medicine for your cold more. I'll get you some herbs for your stuffy nose, and I'll add some herbs for sleeping."

Ning Xiyue knew from her condition and her voice that she was worried too much and had caught a cold from staying up late.

"Okay, get me some."

Wu Guifang looked around and found that Li Xiuxiu was not there. There were only the two of them here. After hesitating for a moment, she lowered her throat and looked at Ning Xiyue's back with red eyes and whispered:

"Xiyue, can I talk to you for a minute? I really can't take it anymore and I want to find someone to talk to."

Ning Xiyue paused holding the herbs, put them down, and sat back down. She looked at the exhausted Wu Guifang in front of her and nodded seriously, "Okay, you talk, I'm listening."

Wu Guifang slowly expressed her inner distress in a low voice.

"I'm 24 years old and have been here for seven years. I've only managed to hold on. I'm the only female educated youth from my batch who has managed to stay together and not get married. I'm still a educated youth in the educated youth camp. My home is in the city, and I'm proud of myself. In fact, I'm unwilling to stay here completely and leave the city forever."

Wu Guifang seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and crying but not crying, with an expression that was both proud and sad.

"But this time, I watched the opportunity slip away right before my eyes. I wondered if my persistence was still worth it. All the married educated youths before me advised me to find an honest man to marry, so that at least I would have someone to look after me. My family wrote to me, both explicitly and implicitly, saying that I was not young anymore. I was wavering inside, wondering if I should just accept my fate."

"Xiyue, I feel like I can't hold on any longer."

Wu Guifang sighed helplessly, and a crystal tear fell from her eyes.

And that drop of warm tear fell directly on the back of Ning Xiyue's hand as she handed her the paper, making her feel a little hot and sad.

If she was as unsure of the future as Wu Guifang, would she also be so confused and would she also want to marry someone randomly?

After handing the paper, Ning Xiyue held Wu Guifang's hand to give her strength.

"You've persisted for seven years. Do you think it's worth giving up now? You're only twenty-four. Your life has just begun. You still have plenty of time to go. Don't let your future self look back with regrets. There's always hope."

It's only two years away, not far away.

"Well, no regrets." Wu Guifang wiped her tears with one hand and held Ning Xiyue's strong hand with the other. As if she felt the strength, she nodded firmly:

"I feel much better after talking to you. You're right. I've persisted for so long. If I give up so easily, I'll definitely feel bad in the future. If there's another opportunity like this, I'll be so sick that I'll die."

She actually just wants others to recognize her persistence. As long as one person agrees with her, she will be motivated and can continue to persevere.

"It's good that you figured it out. Some things will eventually clear up. Just be yourself." Ning Xiyue withdrew her hand and smiled at her.

After Wu Guifang let out all the unhappiness and depression in her heart, her complexion improved and the gloomy look on her face disappeared.

"Thank you, Xiyue."

Ning Xiyue handed over two packets of herbs: "It's okay, take your medicine."

After Wu Guifang left, Ning Xiyue relaxed. Sometimes it is not easy to be a listener.

After touching the fish for a while, another person came from the clinic.

It was her second brother, whom she was going to see in the afternoon, who came to see her on his own.

Before anyone even entered she could hear an enthusiastic and cheerful voice shouting, "Sister, I'm here to see you!"

Ning Qingyuan's voice, as warm as the sun, immediately dispelled the sadness that had accumulated in Ning Xiyue's heart because of Wu Guifang's words.