"Fengxia! Zhang Fengxia! It's time to eat! Standing outside and drinking the northwest wind will keep you full, right?"
"Got it! You guys eat first! I'm losing weight!"
Zhang Fengxia leaned against the door and shouted without turning her head.
No matter what curses came out from inside, she just nervously smoothed her braids, adjusted the blue wildflowers in her ears, and pulled at her tight floral collar shirt.
From time to time, he stretched his neck to look at the corner of the dirt road ahead.
Until a thin and tall figure appeared, she immediately retracted her neck, put down her hands, looked straight ahead, and acted like a lady.
Seeing the figure walking steadily up and soon surpassing her, she finally couldn't help but cough twice.
Song Wenqing paused, turned his head to see her, and smiled gently.
"Comrade Fengxia."
Zhang Fengxia's mouth immediately curled up to the sky, but she tried in vain to restrain herself, revealing her two rows of white teeth in a reserved manner.
"Song Zhiqing, you're back? What a coincidence."
Song Wenqing smiled and nodded, and was about to continue walking.
Zhang Fengxia took a big step forward to block the way.
"Song Zhiqing, you must be exhausted from the journey. How's your mother? Why don't you come to my house for dinner? We have barbecue!"
"Thank you. Everything is fine."
Song Wenqing calmly stepped aside and said, "I won't bother you anymore, Comrade Fengxia. Enjoy your meal. I'll go back to the educated youth center and take care of it."
"Oh! Everyone said just call me Fengxia, my dad..."
"You're deaf, aren't you? Go back to the house and eat!"
When Zhang Fengxia wanted to invite him again, her mother twisted her ears and dragged her back to the house.
The gate slammed shut.
The gentle smile on Song Wenqing's face suddenly disappeared, and a look of contempt flashed across his face.
When I pushed open the door of the educated youth dormitory, I saw a lot of people gathered by the stove in the yard.
"Hey, don't put it in, don't put it in, the rice is almost finished!"
"How can there be enough food for so many people if we don't put it in?"
"That belongs to Song Zhiqing, you—"
Everyone noticed Song Wenqing standing at the door and shut up awkwardly.
"Wenqing, you're back!"
Yang Chuanlin ran over excitedly.
Song Wenqing walked in and asked with a smile, "Why is it so lively?"
Everyone looked at each other, all with embarrassed expressions.
Yang Chuanlin scratched his head and said, "Wenqing, I'm sorry, we haven't been paying attention these past few days and the 20 kilograms of food that the team gave you as a subsidy has been eaten up."
Song Wenqing paused slightly, glanced at the sack beside the stove, which was empty and had only the bottom left. "It's okay. I told you before that we can all eat this together."
He walked inside and asked, "Are the remaining rations enough to get the production team's distribution?"
Everyone suddenly relaxed again.
"Enough! Enough!"
A male educated youth hurried over and closed the gate for him.
"I've been so tired lately, and my stomach is getting empty so quickly. When I saw there were extras, I couldn't help but want to have more."
Yang Chuanlin followed up: "Wenqing, do you know? There will be new educated youth coming here soon..."
Song Wenqing looked slightly surprised, but before he could say anything, Zhang Xiuting came over with a basket of vegetables and interrupted him.
"What's so surprising about the educated youth coming to Xin? They make money, and 90% of the time they can avoid the busy farming season."
As he spoke, he turned around and looked at Song Wenqing with a gentle smile, "Are you tired, Song Zhiqing? Take a break first. The cabbages will grow well later. I'll make spicy stir-fried cabbage tonight and we'll be eating it soon."
Song Wenqing nodded slightly at her, glanced around, and asked, "Where is Si Zhiqing?"
Zhang Xiuting's face froze.
Zhang Xiaoyan, who had been squatting in front of the stove, finally spoke weakly, "Si Zhiqing has caught a cold and is lying in the house."
Song Wenqing's face changed slightly. He walked quickly towards the female educated youth's room and lifted the curtain without hesitation to go in.
Someone said awkwardly, "Well, although we all guessed it, isn't this a bad influence?"
Fang Kai glanced at the swaying door curtain, then buried his head in chopping wood with a sullen face.
Someone laughed and said, "Song Zhiqing and Si Zhiqing are dating, and they haven't deliberately concealed it. What's good or bad about it?"
Zhang Xiuting turned around and spat, "Stop talking nonsense here!"
"Why are you talking nonsense..."
Sun Zuo silently picked up the bucket and left, leaving a few people gossiping in low voices.
inside the house.
Song Wenqing sat next to Si Yuzhen and asked her about her well-being, which made the pale-faced girl smile happily.
Si Yuzhen coughed lightly and said angrily, "I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you so slick?"
"I missed you. I rushed all the way back."
Song Wenqing held her hand, his eyes focused and affectionate: "Are you exhausted recently?"
"No, it was just cold out, and I was sweating in the fields. I wasn't paying attention and caught a cold."
Song Wenqing stroked her temples and asked hesitantly:
"Yuzhen... have you ever thought about going back? It's very cold here in the winter, and you're delicate. I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand it."
Si Yuzhen looked at Song Wenqing in surprise, then chuckled after a while: "Song Zhiqing, are you feeling sorry for me?"
She pushed herself up and sat up. "I'm fine. They just made me lie down out of anxiety."
As she spoke, she leaned closer and teased, "You're kicking me out now, Song Zhiqing, are you willing to let me go?"
The girl who fell in love became more sweet and charming than her usual proud and straightforward self.
Song Wenqing suppressed the deep emotions in his eyes, stretched out his hand to embrace the person in his arms, and said with a nostalgic tone: "Of course I can't bear to leave you, it would be best if we never separated..."
"Of course!"
Si Yuzhen smiled sweetly, reached out and grabbed his clothes, and teased arrogantly:
"Even if I leave, I will definitely take you with me, hehe! See if you dare to refuse!"
Song Wenqing's gaze fell on the door curtain, and a smile slowly curved up his face when he heard the words.
Outside, there was the sound of people walking back and forth in the yard. Behind the curtain, they were hugging each other boldly.
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