Lu Qingyang transmigrates into a ’70s-era novel as a pitiful cannon-fodder simp.
His cousin steals his job.
His family sends him to the poorest area to chop wood as a part of the rural ...
"You still remember me, kid."
"Of course I don't remember, Captain Han, since you are going back now, I won't be polite. Take this package with you on the way. There are also a few packages of herbs in it, just in case you need them."
Lu Qingyang's instructions made Han Zhiqiang's eyes sore.
"Captain Han, aren't you afraid that I won't come? I just don't like crowds, so I came here to avoid those people."
Besides, there were so many gossipy people and he didn't want to deal with them.
"Remember me, this Liuxi Brigade is small, and you need to be careful with some people. I can't help you much, so you have to rely on yourself from now on!"
"Don't worry, I know everything."
"I don't want these things, you can take them!"
Han Zhiqiang also knew that life here was hard, and although Lu Qingyang was capable, he would not accept other people's things for free.
"It's nothing valuable, just some food for the journey, keep it!"
Han Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, then slowly took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to Lu Qingyang.
"Here, keep it."
Lu Qingyang was firm in his attitude and refused, "I don't want this."
"If that's the case, I won't take any of your stuff. Take it. Just take it if I tell you to."
Han Zhiqiang couldn't help but shove the pen into Lu Qingyang's hand forcefully, then nodded with satisfaction.
"Go back to the capital, if you need any help, just come to me!"
Lu Qingyang smiled and said, "Then I'm welcome!"
At dawn the next day, when the first light of day appeared in the sky, Han Zhiqiang had already shouldered his bag and quietly left the familiar Liuxi Brigade.
Before taking the last few steps, he couldn't help but look back again, gazing at the land where he had lived for many years, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Afterwards, he took a carriage, facing the gorgeous morning glow, and slowly drove away from this place full of memories.
After that, most of the chores of the Youth League Institute were handed over to Zhou Jianshe to handle.
Zhou Jianshe also takes time out every day to help Lu Qingyang make furniture.
No one knew when Lu Qingyang dragged back the fir and cherry wood from the forest.
"This wood is good, it won't get worm-eaten, and the grain is beautiful. I promise to make you the most beautiful bookcase."
"Don't worry, just take your time."
Lu Qingyang discovered that other people might really work for themselves, but Zhou Jianshe was different.
He really loves carpentry, and even if he has nothing to do, he still likes to tinker with some wood.
In his free time, Lu Qingyang usually wandered around the village, and the rest of the time he went out to pick herbs and bring back some wild vegetables.
As Shen Mo had nothing to do today, Lu Qingyang planned to take her to 껚껗 to learn about medicinal herbs.
Shen Mo rode on horseback, and Lu Qingyang led the horse and strolled in the forest.
There were three dogs following behind. This time, Lu Qingyang also led the reindeer over.
The little reindeer has grown up and is much bigger than when it was young. After Lu Qingyang's training, it has become very friendly.
The most important thing is to bring it out to familiarize itself with the forest so that I can find some precious medicinal herbs for it later.
Animals are naturally better than humans at finding medicinal herbs.
Reindeer even look for Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng.
Lu Qingyang found a smooth five-leaf plant and stopped immediately.
"Little Jasmine, come and see what this is?"
Shen Mo jumped off the horse and squatted down: "What's this? Don't we often see this in the forest?"
She knew the dried herbs, but she really couldn't recognize the fresh leaves.
“It’s called Acanthopanax senticosus.”
"Acanthopanax! I know it. It's called Kanguai Bangzi and Laohu Liao, right?"
"You have a good memory. These are also good medicinal herbs. We can soak them in wine and make medicinal wine. Pick more."
Not only that, the root bark can also eliminate rheumatism and strengthen bones and muscles.
"Okay!"
Shen Mo started digging Acanthopanax senticosus with great enthusiasm.
Lu Qingyang was quietly working on the other side, digging and collecting things into the space.
After digging for a while, Shen Mo suddenly stared at him seriously, which scared Lu Qingyang. He wondered what secret she had discovered.
Shen Mo shouted righteously:
"What are you doing? You're being lazy! Look, I've picked so many fruits, but there aren't many in your basket."
Lu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief and had to admit that he was indeed lazy.
"You're right. I'm a little tired. I don't have as much physical strength as you."
After that, he just lay down on the grass and started to play dirty.
Close your eyes and you can still smell the scent of soil and flowers intertwined together.
Shen Mo took his hand, shook it with a bit of coquettishness, and urged him repeatedly: "Hurry up and get up, don't lie like this! Get up and work, you still have to teach me to recognize herbs."
Lu Qingyang knew very well that she didn't use much strength, so he smiled secretly in his heart and gently pulled her towards him.
Shen Mo was caught off guard and stumbled and fell on top of him.
The two looked at each other in an extremely ambiguous posture.
Until he noticed that Shen Mo's ears began to turn red, Lu Qingyang had already leaned over and kissed her lips.
Then, he used the little knowledge left in his mind and started to act.
Mantou, who was standing by, asked Xiaohuihui: "What do you think the master is doing? Why are the two of them licking each other?"
"I don't know." Xiao Huihui looked confused.
The forest horse that was grazing nearby raised its head, wagging its tail:
"Don't you smell the scent of estrus? It's time to mate in the spring."
Da Huang stood silently in front of the wolf and the dog to block their sight: "Children should not meddle in other people's business."
Lu Qingyang hugged Shen Mo and kissed her for a while, and only let go when she struggled.
"Asshole! I'm not paying attention to you!"
She stood up and walked into the woods, carrying the basket on her back.
Lu Qingyang had no choice but to lead the horse and the reindeer and follow behind her: "Wait for me!"
Azaleas were everywhere in the field, and Shen Mo had already run into the flowers.
Seeing that she was not really angry, Lu Qingyang squatted down and made a wreath.
"I apologize to you. This is for you."
Lu Qingyang put the wreath on Shen Mo's head.
Shen Mo turned her face away: "If you do this suddenly again, I will ignore you."
"No, no, how dare I."
Even as he said this, he had already started planning for the next time.
"Why are you still laughing for no apparent reason?"
"It's nice to smile at you. My wife is so beautiful, fragrant and soft."
The two of them were playing and laughing all the way, and Da Huang couldn't stand it.
Helplessly sighing: "Humans, you are so disgusting."
The reindeer suddenly stopped, sniffed left and right, made a cry, and refused to move again.
Lu Qingyang found something wrong and checked the location where it smelled.
"Little Jasmine, come and have a look, there are some good things here!"