Everything is blocked.
A kaleidoscope of thoughts flashed through Jiang Henian's mind like a movie.
The protagonist in the story is her, but also not her.
"Jiang Henian", who had a thick braid, was silently kind to the handsome educated youth from the city. She helped him with work and brought him food, and used the money she had secretly saved with great difficulty to exchange for cloth coupons for him to make clothes.
She rushed to give him money, wanting to accompany him back to the city to visit his sick mother. However, her money and belongings were taken away, and she was left behind halfway. First, she encountered a kidnapper and narrowly escaped, and then she ran into a wave of disaster victims fleeing famine in the south. She completely lost her way and was starving and cold while digging wild vegetables in the mountains.
After accidentally killing a migrant worker who was trying to steal her food and rape her, she stumbled towards home covered in blood. After a few steps, she rolled down the mountain and died on a rock.
Until his death, he held those rotten wild vegetables tightly in his hands.
The sound of book pages turning rang in Jiang Henian's mind.
It turned out that she did not go back to the 1970s, but traveled into a period novel called "The Husband of the 1970s Educated Youth Returns to the City and Becomes the Richest Man".
This cannon fodder with the same name as her, who was loved and cared for by no one, died in Chapter 10, with a tragic ending in just a few words.
Jiang, He, Nian...
She is as beautiful as me, so why would she fall for this kind of guy?
Jiang Henian raised his head and looked at the handsome and gentle Song Wenqing in front of him, with deep emotions in his eyes.
This is not some gentle and kind young man in the forest, but a cold-blooded and selfish poisonous snake.
"You pushed me."
Jiang Henian's lips curled slightly, and his tone was faint.
"Song Zhiqing, I hit my head and it hurts so much..."
The look in someone's eyes that wanted to stab him couldn't be hidden.
Song Wenqing felt a little uneasy when he was stared at, and the corners of his smiling mouth stiffened.
He looked at Jiang Henian in surprise, whose expression was very different from before, and hurriedly explained.
"No, no, no, I didn't mean it. He Nian, don't be angry. You didn't tell anyone that I pushed you, and you didn't mention anything about us, right?"
Jiang He snorted, "I just woke up, and I only saw you."
Song Wenqing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
"but……"
Jiang Henian lifted up the thick black braid that was slightly messy and hung in front of her chest and threw it back, then asked slowly, "Is there something going on between us?"
She tilted her head, her expression innocent and puzzled, and her upturned peach blossom eyes contained a barely perceptible sarcasm.
The face of the country girl, who was originally dull and gloomy, inexplicably glowed with a few strands of bright and charming radiance, and even the teardrop mole at the end of the eye, which had always been ignored, became lively.
Song Wenqing was stunned.
The words "Don't you like me to death?" almost came out of my mouth.
Fortunately, he regained consciousness quickly.
Before, he just felt sorry for this silly country girl who loved him so much, so he occasionally showed a little pity for her. How could he really get involved with her and lower his own status?
Song Wenqing is not an ordinary person. Sooner or later he will leave this remote and poor place and return to the city to make those who caused him to go to the countryside pay a heavy price.
Seeing that Jiang Henian was tactful and did not expose their private ambiguity, Song Wenqing's smile became more sincere.
"It's nothing. We are good comrades. I was worried when you didn't come to work this morning. I'm relieved to see that you are okay."
"Will you come to work this afternoon? I'm not used to you being away."
He said this with a rare look of anticipation.
Without Jiang Henian's help in the morning, Song Wenqing had only completed half of the task in the cornfield, and even his clothes were much dirtier.
It was not easy for him to take the time to come and see her. Now that she was fine, she would not still watch him work so hard to pick so much corn.
Thinking of how Jiang Henian always avoided people and worked for him, Song Wenqing sighed in his heart.
Alas, this girl really loves herself so much. If her family conditions were better, it would not be impossible to consider her.
Song Wenqing was so immersed in regret that he didn't notice that Jiang Henian's face was turning green with anger.
What a shameless scumbag! The abacus beads are about to jump on my face!
Jiang Henian suppressed the rolling of his eyes that was about to rise to the sky and took a few deep breaths.
Are you relieved now?
Well, I can’t let you rest assured.
She cried out "Ouch" and staggered, holding the wall with one hand and covering the back of her head with the other.
“Ah, it hurts!”
Song Wenqing's expression changed slightly: "What's wrong? Wasn't he fine just now?"
"I've been feeling dizzy and tingling since I woke up, and now seeing you makes me feel even worse. I'm afraid you have internal injuries."
Jiang Henian frowned, looked as if in great pain, and walked out holding his head.
"We still have to go to the county clinic. I'll ask my mother for some money and tickets."
"No! Wait!"
Song Wenqing quickly stopped her.
"Don't worry, I won't let Mom know that you pushed me, nor will I tell her that you hugged me and wanted to kiss me last night. If she insists on asking..."
As Jiang Henian spoke, he lowered his eyes slightly, revealing a bitter expression that also concealed the cunning in his eyes.
The original owner's stepmother, Wang Chunfang, was a fierce person who could not tolerate any loss. She was well-known in Huagou Village. Once Jiang Henian insisted on going to the county clinic to treat his injuries and spend money, she would find the culprit and hold him accountable even if it meant turning the tables.
By then, it would be impossible to hide the affair between Song Wenqing and the original owner. In this era, people who were officially dating would have to stay ten miles apart even when walking on the street.
Even if he just hugs her for a moment, he can be arrested as a gangster. Otherwise, he should just pay the bride price and marry Jiang Henian.
Song Wenqing would definitely not let things get to that point, otherwise he wouldn't have come quietly to test her opinion.
Sure enough, after hearing what Jiang Henian said, his face suddenly turned bad.
The more Song Wenqing thought about it, the more regretful he felt.
He shouldn't have been bewitched by this woman last night. When he saw someone coming, he reacted very quickly and pushed them away. But she was so useless that she fell on a stone on the ridge and fainted.
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