He stood outside the door, hearing Su Li's screams of agony...
"Ah! Let her go..."
Su Mu woke up from his dream in a cold sweat, panting heavily.
It was as if I had been pulled out of the water; it wasn't just an ordinary dream, but something that had actually happened.
No, judging from the current timeline, Su Li should have already been targeted.
Moreover, Su Jiaojiao has now gone to a rural area with him, and he now has to go to Northeast China.
He must do in reality what he cannot do in his dreams.
The next morning, he went to the county revolutionary committee to get a letter of introduction.
He went inside and said directly to the middle-aged man sitting there, "Sir, I'd like to open a letter of introduction."
The middle-aged man asked in a serious tone, "Where are you going? What are you doing?"
"I want to go to Northeast China to see my sister."
The man looked him up and down, his gaze lingering on his legs. He had come in limping earlier, so his legs must have been injured and hadn't healed yet.
"How old are you?"
Fourteen years old
“You have a leg injury and you still have to go so far. It’s much colder over there than here. You’re just a kid, you can’t carry a letter of introduction that far. Go and ask your parents to come and find me.”
Su Mu was somewhat disappointed. Ever since he woke up from his dream, he didn't want to waste a single minute and wished he could fly to Su Li's side right now.
“I don’t have a mother, and I can make my own decisions.”
"That won't work either. You're too young. What if something happens on the way? Without your parents' approval, I can't give you a letter of introduction."
Su Mu was a little annoyed. There was no point in arguing any further, so he turned around and went back.
After the New Year, Su Li received several letters and gifts from Gu Huanian.
This man was incredibly generous; he bought her so many clothes—cashmere sweaters, military coats, and more…
There was also plenty of food.
The letter was essentially asking her how she had been doing lately.
Take care to keep warm as the weather gets colder. He'll come over when he has time.
And also, he's thinking about her constantly...
Su Li looked at the letter alone, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.
Spring is almost here, but it's still very cold in Northeast China.
Having nothing to do lately, she even knitted a sweater for Gu Huanian.
I was thinking of sending it to him in town today, so he could wear it under his clothes as soon as he received it.
When Su Li arrived at the village entrance, the oxcart was almost full, with only one empty seat next to Su Jiaojiao.
She didn't think too much about it and just sat down.
Su Jiaojiao has been very irritable lately, and she often vomits, which makes her very anxious.
Based on her experience from her previous life, she should be pregnant, and it should be Niu Tieguang's child.
This made her want to die, and when she thought of this, her eyes were filled with malice as she looked at Su Li.
If it weren't for that bitch Su Li, how could she have been touched by that stinky man Niu Tieguang?
"Sister, you always cover your face so tightly, are you sure you don't have some kind of rash on your face that makes you unable to show your face to others?"
Su Li looked at her coldly; "None of your business."
"Sister, I'm just concerned about you. Is your rash contagious? Otherwise, why are you wrapped up so tightly?"
The older women and several educated youths on the bus changed their expressions when they heard this. This educated youth, Su, was wrapped up so tightly, could she really have a rash?
"Su Jiaojiao, you're always causing trouble, aren't you feeling down? In this freezing weather, am I supposed to stay warm and let the cold wind blow on me?!"
Su Jiaojiao didn't believe her nonsense. Su Li must think she was too ugly, so she covered her face to avoid being laughed at by others.
She was determined to defy her wishes; today she would show everyone that Su Li wasn't even half as pretty as her.
"Sister, let me see if you have a rash?"
Before Su Li could react, he pulled down her scarf.
She revealed a face of flawless white skin, so tender it looked as if it had absorbed all the moisture. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and clear, her nose was high and straight with a delicate and pretty tip, and she had a pair of luscious red lips. Everyone on the bus was stunned.
"My goodness, this Su Zhiqing is so beautiful! Look at her delicate, fair face, her eyes, her lips—she's like a fairy descended from heaven!"
"My goodness! Is this Su Zhiqing? She's so beautiful! I've never seen anyone so pretty."
Several male educated youths stared wide-eyed.
Su Jiaojiao thought she would embarrass Su Li, but she didn't expect that Su Li would steal the spotlight.
Su Li, that bitch, when did her skin get so good?
She used to be very thin and dark-skinned.
How did it become like this?
No, no, the only thing that can change her is the spiritual spring water. She used it in her previous life, so she naturally knows the wonders of the spiritual spring.
This bastard seems to have already opened up his spatial dimension.
Thinking of this made her wish she could kill her right now.
That was rightfully hers, and that bitch lied to her.
What a slut! How dare she steal her chance!
No, she needed to calm down. She couldn't reveal anything about the space yet. She had to think of a way to take it back from that bitch Su Li.
The people on the bus were still praising Su Li, including one former educated youth who had come to the countryside with her.
He remembered that she didn't look like this back then, so he asked with a smile, "Su, the educated youth! I remember you didn't look like this when you first came! Your skin was very dark back then. How did you manage to make your face so fair in just a few months?"
Several tanned female educated youths listened attentively. Although their skin wasn't very fair when they first arrived in the countryside, it wasn't bad either.
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