Shen Qingming, supported by Zhou Shuhua, slowly woke up, shook his head, and tried to get up.
He struggled to sit up, speaking weakly:
"No, it's nothing. It's probably because I didn't eat breakfast this morning, and my blood sugar is a little low!"
Upon hearing Shen Qingming's words, Zhou Shuhua's first reaction was: "As expected of an educated youth from Haicheng, he knows about things like low blood sugar."
After a brief moment of admiration, Zhou Shuhua felt a deep sense of pity.
It's all that wretched woman Ruan Miaomiao's fault. She forced Shen Zhiqing to pay back the money, leaving him unable to even fill his stomach.
Feeling sorry for a man is the beginning of bad luck.
Zhou Shuhua, unaware that she was about to experience bad luck, made a promise to Shen Qingming like a saint:
“Shen Zhiqing, I’ll bring you two boiled eggs later to help you recover. Life in the countryside is hard, so it can’t compare to life in the city.”
When she said this, Zhou Shuhua was afraid that Shen Qingming would think she was unsophisticated, as she could only offer eggs as a gift.
Unlike that bitch Ruan Miaomiao, who can pull out watches and bicycles.
However, Shen Qingming not only didn't show any disgust, but also looked at Zhou Shuhua gratefully before firmly shaking his head and refusing:
"No, no, Comrade Shuhua, how can I, a man, accept things from a woman?"
Wouldn't that be considered being a kept man?
After saying that, he picked up his hoe and left with a righteous and indignant expression.
Behind her, Zhou Shuhua watched the man's retreating figure, her eyes sparkling: Shen Zhiqing is so outstanding, he doesn't even want the gifts she offers him.
Shen Qingming, who was walking ahead with a hoe, was also very satisfied. He had just felt Zhou Shuhua secretly slip money into his pocket.
Afraid that the money would fall out of his pocket while he was walking, Shen Qingming took a few steps and, using the corn stalks as cover, pushed the money back in.
Having received more than ten yuan, Shen Qingming was in a great mood: It seems that the tricks he used on Ruan Miaomiao before were still effective. Now, he has easily won over the accountant's daughter.
Once he marries a few more daughters from wealthy families, won't he be back to his previous life of having no worries about food and drink?
Hmph, does Ruan Miaomiao really think she can't live without him?
******
"Hey, Er Gouzi, what are you doing in our brigade?"
When Gou Dan came to find Zhou Jingyun, he happened to run into a few guys from the neighboring production brigade and couldn't help but ask:
"It's so hot today that even the dogs won't go outside. What flowers does our brigade have that's luring you all here?"
The young man called Er Gouzi chuckled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, pulled Gou Dan aside, and whispered:
"We heard that a new female educated youth has come to your brigade. She's whiter, more tender, and more fragrant than freshly cooked tofu, so we wanted to come and take a look!"
As soon as Er Gouzi finished speaking, one of the people who came with him grumbled in dissatisfaction:
"Your Jianshan Brigade is the most cunning. You can blow a pile of cow dung into a trumpet flower. You know perfectly well that Qin, the educated youth in our brigade, is the most beautiful, but you still make up some educated youth named Ruan who is whiter, more tender, and more fragrant than tofu!"
"Hey, Fugui, your brigade's Qin educated youth is really no match for our brigade's Ruan educated youth!"
Upon hearing the group's purpose, Gou Dan became displeased: he was so captivated by Ruan Zhiqing that he couldn't bear to leave her side, how could she not be beautiful?
Besides, is Qin, the educated youth next door, really that beautiful?
If it's really that beautiful, how come he's never seen it when the two production brigades are so close together?
"Not as good as you? You think you can just say you can't compare?"
Upon hearing Gou Dan's words, Er Gou became unhappy. What were they doing coming here after working all morning under the scorching sun?
Isn't it all just to expose the lies of Jianshan Brigade and preserve their title as the most beautiful educated youth in the production brigade?
They immediately made a bet with Gou Dan: whoever lost would have to bark like a dog three times!
They are all young people in their late teens, around eighteen or nineteen, at a time when they care a lot about their image, and barking like a dog is a disgrace.
After making the bet, Gou Dan led his men toward Ruan Miaomiao's residence.
When they passed by Zhou Jingyun's house, Zhou Jingyun happened to see them.
Upon asking, he learned what it was about and followed along, still wearing his jacket.
As Zhou Jingyun walked, he muttered to himself: Qin, the educated youth from the next production brigade, is pretty, but she is still not as pretty as Ruan.
After all, Ruan Zhiqing was someone Zhou Jingyun had his eye on at first sight.
Otherwise, would they really think Zhou Jingyun is kind-hearted, that he would help any woman carry water?
He followed, partly to see how shocked Er Gou and the others were.
Another concern was that these young men might be reckless and offend Ruan Zhiqing.
He had to protect Ruan Zhiqing properly.
Subtly, Zhou Jingyun had already made protecting Ruan Miaomiao his responsibility.
"Huh, how did this door close?"
When they arrived at the Ruan family's house, they found the gate tightly closed. Gou Dan was at his wits' end, not knowing what to do: after all, he had witnessed Ruan Zhiqing beating people before, and he dared not knock on the door.
What if I anger Ruan Zhiqing and get beaten up?
"Brother Yun..."
Gou Dan had gotten used to asking Zhou Jingyun for help whenever he needed it.
Seeing the others' hesitant yet eager-to-step-forward demeanor, Zhou Jingyun straightened his chest and knocked on the Ruan family's courtyard gate.
A moment later, the sound of the latch being removed from the inside could be heard.
Immediately afterwards, the courtyard gate opened.
Immediately, everyone gasped, their eyes widening as they stared at the woman standing in the doorway:
The woman had just washed her hair, her long, black hair flowing smoothly over her body. She wore a white dress, and a gentle breeze caused the hem of her dress to flutter.
The moment the scent of soap wafted from the woman's body into their nostrils, everyone felt as if they were about to be immersed in the gentle warmth of her smiling eyes.
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