Nie Jinmei frowned as she thought about the scene just now.

The three children and the teacher named Ran Qiu were scolded by everyone.

There is clearly no evidence, but dirty water is still being thrown at them.

If Song Zhi hadn't stepped forward, the blame would definitely have been borne by them.

Nie Jinmei thought of the three skinny children and the young man who was as thin as a bamboo pole. She sighed deeply and said with emotion, "It's not easy for them to live."

Song Zhi hummed with a heavy heart, her brows furrowed. The life of those three little guys and Ran Qiu in the village was much worse than she had imagined.

The villagers obviously looked down on them, so they allowed Wu Caijuan to distort the truth.

Even the village committee secretary is the same.

"I guess Wu Caijuan deliberately left that chicken on the ridge of the field." Song Zhi suddenly said.

"Huh?" Nie Jinmei looked at her in surprise, puzzled, "Didn't Wu Caijuan say the chickens weren't hers? And why did she deliberately leave them on the ridge?"

"Of course it's to find someone to take advantage of."

Song Zhi looked at Nie Jinmei's innocent look, shrugged, and said it all.

"She must have known that Dabao and the others loved to play there every day. Her chicken was killed by a weasel at home, so she wanted to find someone to take advantage of her and compensate her."

Having said that, Song Zhi's eyes became stern and his expression became a little gloomy.

"Ran Qiu and Dabao have no parents, no power, and are typical vulnerable people in the village, so Wu Caijuan targeted them."

After hearing Song Zhi's words, Nie Jinmei was shocked, her eyes widened, and she murmured in disbelief: "It can't be that serious, we are all from the same village."

"Of course you have to pick the weak ones." Song Zhi shook his head. "Sometimes, human nature is just like that."

Wu Caijuan might be right as she said, that life is not easy for an orphan and a widow, but Ran Qiu and the others are not any better off than her.

But she still reached out to them.

After Song Zhi left, Tang Junhe stood there and watched her gradually receding figure quietly, with starlight in his ink-like eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Bai Shengsheng stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes and asked.

"nothing."

Tang Junhe withdrew his gaze and shook his head lightly.

"You go back first. I still have to go to the secretary's house." Tang Junhe said to her while looking at the sky as dark as ink.

The weather is not right. It may snow heavily soon.

He wanted to discuss with the secretary the response measures to the snow disaster and reinforce the houses before the snow disaster came.

"I'd better wait for you."

Bai Shengsheng looked at him and said softly.

"No need. I have something else to do here, you should go back early."

After saying that, Tang Junhe and the village secretary left.

Bai Shengsheng looked at his back and bit her lip slightly.

She thought of the nosy female educated youth she saw at the village entrance, and an inexplicable intuition arose in her heart.

She tightened her clasped hands and bit her lower lip.

Could it be that she is the woman that Yin Ran mentioned who ran here from the capital chasing Tang Junhe?

Song Zhi and Nie Jinmei returned to the educated youth dormitory. It was noon and the educated youth were queuing up to cook.

We are closed today, so the cafeteria does not provide meals and you need to cook for yourself.

The two of them took the things back to the house, counted them, sorted the meat and vegetables, and then picked a few items and went out with the iron pot.

The stove has not been set up yet, so we can only borrow the one from the educated youth canteen temporarily.

Fortunately, the canteen for educated youths did not have only one stove. They had pots and did not need to queue like other people.

The two of them carried the pot and directly occupied an unused stove.

When everyone saw that the two of them actually used their own pots, they all looked at them with envy.

"Hey, Song Zhi, did you guys buy a pot?"

"I'm so envious! With a pot, I can cook anytime, and I don't have to queue."

"I can only envy you. Iron pots are too expensive. Song Zhiqing, you are really generous."

An iron pot requires more than a dozen industrial tickets. Although they come from big cities and have some family background, the iron pot is too expensive and they can't bear to buy it.

Their words fell into Song Zhi's ears. She smiled and said, "It's more convenient this way, so I reluctantly bought one together with Nie Zhiqing."

When everyone heard that it was a joint purchase, the jealousy in their eyes faded a little.

Song Ruanruan looked at the brand new iron pot with envy. She ran over happily and called Song Zhi "sister" affectionately.

"Sister, did you buy a pot? Can you lend it to me for a while?"

The sweet voice gave Song Zhi goosebumps.

Before she could say anything, Nie Jinmei immediately said, "No, I bought this pot and I won't lend it to anyone."

Song Ruanruan's face froze. She glared at Nie Jinmei and said unhappily, "What do you mean you bought it? My sister obviously also owns this pot. What's wrong with you lending it to me? You're so stingy."

"I'm just stingy, what can you do about it?" Nie Jinmei retorted with her hands on her hips.

Song Ruanruan was so angry that her eyes turned red and she turned to look at Song Zhi.

Song Zhi spread his hands and said, "Although we bought the pot together, I don't have that many industrial tickets. Nie Zhiqing paid the majority, so I can't make the final decision."

Upon hearing this, Song Ruanruan understood.

She stamped her feet in anger.

"If you don't want to lend it, then don't lend it. Why are you talking so much? You're so stingy!"

"I'll just make you mad to death!" Nie Jinmei would not tolerate her. She stuck out her tongue at her and said proudly.

Song Ruanruan was so angry that her face turned green, but she didn't dare to challenge Nie Jinmei.

He had no choice but to run to the side with anger and complain to the male educated youth team leader Zhuang Haosi.

"They're so stingy. They just bought an iron pot. What's so amazing about it? We're all on the same team. What's wrong with borrowing it?"

"Don't be angry. I made braised pork today. You don't have to queue up for the cooking. Come and eat with us." Zhuang Haosi looked at her angry face and soothed her in a gentle voice.

Song Ruanruan's eyes lit up and she asked in a reserved manner.

"Isn't this bad?"

Zhuang Haosi said generously: "What's wrong with it? It's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks."

"Brother Zhuang, you're such a nice person!" Song Ruanruan praised with a sweet smile. Then she glanced at Song Zhi and the others and said sarcastically, "You're not like some people who are stingy and pickpockets."

Zhuang Haosi smiled and said nothing, but he obviously enjoyed Song Ruanruan's praise.

Song Ruanruan happily followed Zhuang Haosi, waiting to eat braised pork together.

When the female educated youth team leader Rong Zhengqing saw this scene, her face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Zhuang Haosi was immersed in Song Ruanruan's constant praise and didn't notice this at all. He was cooking and chatting with Song Ruanruan.

Song Zhi took everything in, looked at these people, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That's really interesting."

Song Ruanruan actually hooked up with Zhuang Haosi, who was her mother's future lover.