"Jiaojiao, what do you want to buy?"

Zhao Yuzhou suddenly asked Song Jiaojiao, who replied indifferently, "I've run out of toothpaste and soap, and I should get a new toothbrush too. As for other things, I don't need them for now."

"I also need to buy toothpaste, toothbrush and soap. I'll buy two sets later, and one set will be for you."

Hearing Zhao Yuzhou say that, Song Jiaojiao couldn't help but feel a surge of pride, thinking that Zhao Yuzhou was quite a good sycophant, but she said aloud, "No need, I have money on me."

She didn't want people gossiping about her—saying she liked to take advantage of others!

"It's not much money, you don't need to argue with me."

As Zhao Yuzhou spoke, he quickly walked two steps to the counter selling daily necessities.

"Song, are you dating Zhao?"

Zheng Qiuwen asked Song Jiaojiao in a low voice.

"Don't talk nonsense. Zhao Zhiqing and I are just ordinary friends."

Glancing at Zheng Qiuwen, Song Jiaojiao's expression wasn't good.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood!"

Zheng Qiuwen looked apologetic.

"Just hope it doesn't happen again."

Song Jiaojiao replied indifferently.

Ha! The female lead is nothing but a simple-minded little bitch. She's already gotten close to her in just a day or two. Once she gets the chance, she'll definitely get rid of this stumbling block.

And the sooner it's removed, the better!

So that, without her knowledge, the little slut and Chen Dongze might end up together according to their destined fate.

Zheng Qiuwen looked slightly embarrassed. She opened her mouth, but finally said, "I understand."

After a brief pause, she added, "I'll go check the counter for labor insurance. We'll meet outside the supply and marketing cooperative in a bit."

Before Song Jiaojiao could respond, Zheng Qiuwen had already left.

To be honest, she was indeed a bit simple-minded, but not naive. Even though she didn't know that Song Jiaojiao had intentionally approached her and tried to get closer to her on the first day she settled in Shisong Village, after what happened at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, Zheng Qiuwen felt that Song Jiaojiao was not someone to be trusted.

A chance encounter leads to sarcastic remarks about a nominal sister, and then, without any explanation, she complains to her husband. To put it bluntly, such a person takes herself far too seriously!

It's better for her to stay away.

To avoid being betrayed one day.

Zheng Qiuwen hadn't forgotten what her mother had told her before she went to the countryside: not to be foolish and trust others easily, and not to be alone... She should be fine at the supply and marketing cooperative, right?

She only went to the labor protection counter to buy two pairs of gloves, and then to other counters to buy some other necessities. It wouldn't take long. She would meet the other educated youths at the supply and marketing cooperative gate, and then they would all go to meet the oxcart driven by Grandpa Shi.

With this in mind, Zheng Qiuwen quickened her pace in buying things. When she walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, there were already three educated youths from the same village standing outside.

"Zheng Zhiqing, have you bought everything you need?"

The man who spoke to Zheng Qiuwen was a male educated youth named Meng Hui. He and Zheng Qiuwen were in the same batch of educated youth from Shanghai who were sent to Shisong Village. However, Shanghai was a large city, and their homes were not in the same area, so they naturally did not know each other before becoming educated youth.

When they first met at the train station, Meng Hui was immediately struck by her beauty. When he learned that Zheng Qiuwen was going to the same rural area as him, he couldn't help but fall for this girl who had caught his eye.

For two consecutive days, Zheng Qiuwen had Song Jiaojiao, an older educated youth, by her side, making it difficult for Meng Hui to find an opportunity to speak to Zheng Qiuwen alone.

At that moment, he couldn't help but ask Zheng Qiuwen a question.

"Um."

Zheng Qiuwen didn't say much. She just nodded slightly, greeted the other two educated youths, and then remained silent.

"Sister-in-law, are you planning to go back to the village next weekend to visit Uncle Song and Auntie?"

Qin Yanzheng, carrying large and small bags, followed Song Lan and the two little ones out of the supply and marketing cooperative. Suddenly hearing what the adorable little Wu said, he said before Song Lan could speak, "Don't expect your sister-in-law to take you along!"

"Big brother, what are you saying?"

Both children were being led by Song Lan. The adorable little Wu turned to look at Qin Yanzheng, his eyes filled with disbelief. He hadn't even told his sister-in-law that he wanted to go to the village with her, so how did his older brother know what he was thinking?

"Save your breath!"

He's just a kid; it would be too naive to act like one in front of him!

"I didn't understand."

The adorable little boy, Xiao Wu, looked completely innocent. He withdrew his gaze from Qin Yanzheng, as if nothing had happened, and was led down the steps by Song Lan.

Looking at Song Lan, Qin Yanzheng, and the two little ones' backs, the female educated youth standing with Zheng Qiuwen had stars in her eyes and said, "That male comrade and the female comrade walking in front of him are such a good match!"

The two women were so beautiful, and the two children being led by the woman in front were also incredibly cute and adorable; just looking at them made one feel good!

Zheng Qiuwen hummed in agreement, and her gaze remained fixed on Song Lan until she got into the car.

"By the way, Zheng Zhiqing, I suddenly remembered that you and that woman from earlier look at least five or six points alike!"

Hearing what the female educated youth next to her said, Zheng Qiuwen couldn't help but pause for a moment, and replied, "Our country is very big, and there are quite a few people who look alike."

Although she said that, Zheng Qiuwen herself felt strange. When she saw Song Lan at the supply and marketing cooperative, she inexplicably developed a liking for her.

At that moment, she was quite puzzled, but couldn't figure it out, so she put it out of her mind and stopped thinking about it.

But Wang, a educated youth, said that she and that female comrade had five or six similar features, which was quite a coincidence!

There are many people in the country who look alike, so Zheng Qiuwen was surprised and a little happy to meet a woman who resembled her.

Song Lan and the little girl Qin Yaxuan sat in the back seat, and without a doubt, the adorable little Wu was still sitting in the front passenger seat.

Qin Yanzheng's driving skills are quite good; he drove steadily the whole way.

It's worth mentioning that when Song Lan walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, she didn't miss the few glances that fell on her. However, she didn't know that Zheng Qiuwen was the female lead.

Because of the memories left to her by the original owner, whether it was the original plot or the plot changed after Song Jiaojiao's arrival, the original owner had never met the female lead, only knowing that the female lead's name was Zheng Qiuwen.

This is still the original plot after the original owner was killed by Song Jiaojiao and then awakened to the truth. She learned that she was originally the white moonlight in the heart of the male protagonist in a period novel, and the female protagonist was a female educated youth from Shanghai whom the male protagonist met when he went to the countryside.

She is innocent, genuine, and very kind.

Her surname is Zheng, and her given name is Qiuwen.

"Sister-in-law."

"Um?"

As the car drove into the old residential area of ​​the machinery factory, the little girl Qin Yaxuan suddenly called out to Song Lan. Upon hearing the little girl's voice, Song Lan immediately smiled and looked at her.

"The older sister standing next to that bad guy looks a bit like my sister-in-law, sister-in-law, did you notice?"

The little girl, Qin Yaxuan, blinked her eyes and tilted her head to stare intently at Song Lan.