Wang Wenqi, who originally intended to pursue his younger sister, caught a glimpse of Zhong Lingling out of the corner of his eye, and all interest in pursuing Wang Wenfang vanished.

He bent down and lifted her onto the kang (heated brick bed), anxiously asking, "What's wrong, Lingling? Did you bump into something? Tell me where it hurts, don't scare me!"

It took Wang Wenqi a long time for Zhong Lingling to come back to her senses. Looking at Wang Wenqi's anxious face, Zhong Lingling felt a little more at ease, as her heart had been sinking because of Wang Wenfang's words.

He shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm fine. I just think what Wenfang said is very true. If we get married without even saying goodbye, what if my aunt and uncle get angry and don't recognize me in the future?"

Upon hearing this reason, Wang Wenqi's heart, which had been frightened by his wife's expression earlier, calmed down a bit. He affectionately reached out and pinched Zhong Lingling's nose, gently comforting her, "How could that be? I was the one who proposed the marriage. I should be the one who is worried and afraid."

Besides, you're such a wonderful person. My parents have always liked you very much. If they knew I could marry you and become their daughter-in-law, they would be overjoyed and would never disown you.

Don't take Wenfang's words to heart. She's just being silly and talking nonsense, yet she managed to scare you like that. She's such a silly little thing.

Although Wang Wenqi's words of comfort did not lessen Zhong Lingling's worries in the slightest, seeing Wang Wenqi looking at her with such doting eyes, and so happy that he hadn't been this happy in a long time, Zhong Lingling didn't want to spoil the mood.

So she quickly put on a relaxed expression and said coquettishly, "That's because I care about you, that's why I'm so nervous. Brother Wenqi, promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you won't leave me, okay?"

Looking at the girl in front of him, whose once cheerful and bright face was now filled with anxiety and worry, he realized that Zhong Lingling had known him since childhood. In his memory, she had always been a cheerful and lively girl who seemed to radiate sunshine.

Intelligent, kind, beautiful, and from a good family, she was very popular from a young age and was the goddess in the hearts of many boys in her area.

Yet this girl, who was good in every way, had come to this rural area to suffer for him. For the first time, Wang Wenqi regretted whether he had made a mistake in listening to Wenfang and helping Lingling hide her family's registration for the rural service program.

Knowing full well that life in the countryside was tough, how could he have done those things out of selfish fear of losing her?

Looking at the girl who had become his wife, Wang Wenqi was torn between regret and relief.

He could only hold her tightly in his arms, burying his head in Zhong Lingling's shoulder and whispering, "I promise you, no matter what happens in the future, I will never leave you. Lingling, you promise me too, no matter what happens in the future, you must never leave me, okay?"

Feeling Wang Wenqi's care for her, Zhong Lingling reached out and hugged Wang Wenqi's waist, nodding heavily and replying, "I promise you, Brother Wenqi, no matter what happens in the future, we will never be separated, and we will face everything together."

While the two were deeply in love, Wang Wenfang ran out of the house and was shocked to find that she had nowhere to go. Although she had been in Qingshan Brigade for more than a month, with her disdainful nature, she hadn't made friends with anyone, let alone the villagers, or even the other educated youth in the educated youth compound.

No, there's also Yang Wanqiu. After getting to know her these past two days, she thinks Yang Wanqiu is a pretty good person. Maybe she could go stay with her for a couple of days?

Knowing her brother as she did, she knew that no matter how outrageous her actions were, he would eventually come to comfort her.

Thinking of all this, Wang Wenfang turned and walked towards Yang Wanqiu's room.

Yang Wanqiu's house was separated from Zhong Lingling's by a narrow path less than half a meter wide, leading to the woodshed behind the house.

Yang Wanqiu had already heard the commotion in Zhong Lingling's room, but she had no intention of intervening in the fight.

Moreover, the people in the front and back yards have long been used to it; Wang Wenfang causes such a scene every few days.

At first, everyone tried to persuade her, but later, because of Wang Wenfang's unreasonable attitude, she didn't give anyone face and the people who tried to mediate were often ridiculed by her.

Gradually, everyone stopped caring, which is why, despite having no ill intentions, she was less popular than Yang Wanqiu at the educated youth compound.

However, the reason why Yang Wanqiu, who was currently very close to Wang Wenfang, did not intervene in the fight was not because of this; she wanted to wait for Wang Wenfang to come to her door on her own.

Instead of bringing people over in the past, she could easily absolve herself of any blame if something happened in the future. Even if Wang Wenfang's incident occurred here, no one would suspect her.

She had planned it all out long ago, and things were developing step by step in accordance with her expectations.

After getting off the bus in town today, she noticed that Shen Wenge had been following her. So, she pretended that she was scared to be alone and promised to treat Yang Xiaohong to meat buns at the supply and marketing cooperative for lunch. She then dragged the opportunistic Yang Xiaohong around town with her.

When Yang Wanqiu caught sight of Shen Wenge following behind them out of the corner of her eye, she casually mentioned that two couples in the courtyard were going to have their wedding banquets the next day.

Then, seemingly unintentionally, he told Yang Xiaohong about how he used to get drunk as a child and then become like a dead person that couldn't be woken up.

She also mentioned that she couldn't gather firewood because of her leg injury. Her house had been too cold these past few days, and she hadn't slept well for several nights. Tomorrow, Zhong Lingling and the others were having a banquet, and if there was alcohol, she would have to drink a lot so she could finally get a good night's sleep and make up for the sleep she had missed.

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