When Lu Huai came over, Shen Shuyi deliberately stared at him with those watery eyes.

The moment Lu Huai saw her, his brows slightly frowned, and he stretched out his hand, "Give me the luggage."

"Hello, Comrade Lu, my name is Chen Shuyi." Chen Shuyi smiled at him and handed over the luggage bag.

When Lu Huai took the luggage bag, he accidentally touched the soft and boneless hand. The sharp contrast between the wheat-colored big hand and the snow-white small hand made him feel a little dazzling.

Along the way, Lu Huai didn't say anything else, and Shen Shuyi followed behind him and memorized the route.

However, they were unaware that there were several ambiguous glances coming from behind them.

This included Cheng Wanqin's desperately suppressed gloating, and Wang Chuzhe's ambiguous meaning. Wang Chuzhe thought it was strange that Shen Shuyi did not refuse to live with a younger man.

Hasn't she always been secretly in love with me? Why do you want to get so close to other men...

Like other educated youth, Chen Shuyi received a month's worth of food in advance from the village. The team leader said that the educated youth would live in the villagers' homes, and if they were willing to cook with the villagers, they would hand over the food. If they were not willing, they would pay for accommodation and firewood. Most of the educated youth still chose to eat with the villagers.

She was no exception, so she handed over the food subsidy when she arrived at Lu Huai's house.

The Lu family's house is a large blue brick and tile house passed down from their ancestors, which is much better than the houses of other villagers. However, it is empty inside, without even a decent piece of furniture.

Fortunately, the house is big enough and everyone has a separate room.

As if to avoid suspicion, Lu Huai arranged Shen Shuyi in a house farthest from his room.

He raised his chin slightly with an indifferent expression, "You live here."

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