A violent conflict broke out at noon, and the educated youth became increasingly dissatisfied with Huang Siwen. When they didn't see him come out for dinner in the evening, they didn't pay much attention to it. The group ate together and then started packing their things or washing up.
Yu Xiaohong did care, after all, the other party was her enemy. She made up an excuse to return to her room, and this was the scene she saw.
The woman, dressed in a clean shirt and with delicate features, was flushed and huddled in a corner, shivering. Her body was curled up like a shrimp.
Huang Siwen fell into the water and got chilled and frightened. Later, he had a big argument with Chen Guihua. He was so shocked and angry that he developed a fever and started talking nonsense.
Upon seeing this scene, Yu Xiaohong was initially flustered. Then, her eyes flashed, and she went over to touch Huang Siwen's forehead, spread the blanket out and covered her body and head with it. Then, she left without saying a word.
There were no entertainment activities in the village, so everyone went to bed early. Only the educated youth found village life extremely boring. However, the heavy farm work during the day was indeed exhausting, and around seven or eight o'clock in the evening, everyone went back to their rooms to prepare for sleep.
Chen Guihua was the first to notice something was wrong. Although she disliked Huang Siwen, she didn't intend to kill him. When she touched her forehead and found it burning hot, she couldn't help but scream, which made the male educated youth next to her hurriedly put on their clothes and rush over.
"Quickly take him to the clinic." Li Gang made the first decision, showing the demeanor of a calm and steady older brother. The others also hurriedly carried the person to the clinic.
In those days, very few people knew anything about medicine, let alone in this remote little village. The doctor at the clinic only knew how to treat simple colds and fevers. Seeing Huang Siwen's face flushed red with fever, he could only try to prescribe some antipyretics.
After a whole night of trying to wake her, the other educated youth, exhausted, went back to their rooms to rest. Only Yu Xiaohong volunteered to come out and take care of her, which made the others like her even more. Although Yu Xiaohong wasn't as pretty as Huang Siwen, she wasn't bad-looking either, and she was also well-behaved and sensible, making her a good comrade.
Night gradually fell, and soft snoring could be heard in the room. The candlelight flickered with a faint yellow light. Yu Xiaohong sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her dark eyes fixed on the beautiful woman on the bed.
Of course, she wasn't doing it to take care of Huang Siwen; she was just trying to gain a good reputation. She wanted to marry someone from the village, and if her reputation was ruined, who would dare to marry her? Huang Siwen suffered a lot while being burned for two or three hours. It would be even better if she could be burned into a stupor.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaohong's eyes brightened even more, gleaming like a wolf in the darkness. Luckily, no one saw this scene, or they would have been truly startled.
In such a small place as Qingshui Village, even the slightest disturbance would spread like wildfire, and the drama at the educated youth compound instantly became the talk of the village. Just as Yu Xiaohong had hoped, Huang Siwen's reputation worsened, but her own reputation also improved considerably, with many of the village's older women starting to consider her as a potential daughter-in-law.
At first, most villagers were kind to the educated youth, after all, they rarely saw such clean, handsome, and scholarly city people. Many families even hoped that their children would marry the educated youth and move to the city with them in the future, becoming true city dwellers.
But several years passed, and very few educated youth returned to the city. Not only the educated youth themselves, but even the villagers felt that there was little hope of returning to the city. The educated youth from the city were simply not good at farm work; they had a problem supporting themselves, and gradually no one wanted to go back.
Of course, some wealthy families don't care about these things.
As Wuyou and her son set off for work in the morning, they overheard many people whispering on the way. She knew in her heart that, in the near future, she and Huang Siwen would probably become the subject of gossip.
"Mom?" Zhao Hongjun was a little confused. Hearing the news about Huang Siwen, he subconsciously felt a tightness in his heart and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
“What she did has nothing to do with our family. Did you do something wrong by saving her? Are you just going to watch her die?” Wuyou didn’t want to be too harsh on Zhao Hongjun, so she patiently began to persuade him.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongjun nodded steadily, and the guilt he felt instantly vanished.
Under the scorching sun, Wuyou couldn't help but rub her aching back, sighing inwardly. This was the first time she'd done farm work in all her reincarnations; it was truly not something an ordinary person could handle. The original owner had done farm work since childhood, which had toughened her up; otherwise, she probably would have suffered even more.
"Mom, you should rest for a while. Let me do the rest of the work." Zhao Hongjun obediently stepped forward and helped Wuyou to sit down by the field.
"It's alright, I'll rest for a bit, then we'll go home." Wuyou waved her hand. How could such a small difficulty be a problem for her? She could practice slowly. Hearing this, Zhao Hongjun subconsciously swallowed. The braised fish he made yesterday was really delicious, and most importantly, it had a rare, wonderful meaty flavor.
"Then I'll go get to work first, you rest for a bit." Zhao Hongjun clenched his fist, instantly filled with energy, and plunged into the field to start working.
After resting for a while, Wuyou started knitting her sleeves to get back to work, but a shadow fell on her, blocking the scorching sunlight.
"Aunt Zhao, may I tell you something?" a girl's soft voice rang out.
Wuyou frowned, patted her bottom and stood up, her tone quite unfriendly, "So it's Yu Zhiqing. What do you want with this old woman?"
Despite Wu You's unfriendly tone, Yu Xiaohong was secretly delighted. The more unfriendly the other party was, the more it showed her dissatisfaction with Huang Siwen, and Huang Siwen would have no good days ahead.
She carefully selected Zhao Hongjun, who was honest and simple, focused on farming but not very capable. His mother was a fierce and protective woman, penniless, and she was sure Huang Siwen would suffer.
"Aunt Zhao, I'm here about Siwen." Pretending not to notice the unwelcome look on Wuyou's face, Yu Xiaohong smiled broadly.
Hearing this, Wuyou's face immediately fell. "Huang Zhiqing is a noble city person. How could we, the peasants who toil in the fields, be worthy of her? Yu Zhiqing should go back quickly! There's nothing to talk about."
After saying that, she turned to leave, but was stopped by Yu Xiaohong, who looked like she was about to cry. "Aunt Zhao, listen to me, Siwen has really repented. She didn't mean to look down on anyone. She even had a high fever last night. Please forgive her!"
Others nearby also noticed the scene and began to observe from a distance. A larger and larger group was gathering. They were clearly determined to smear Huang Siwen relentlessly!
"Yu Zhiqing, is someone forcing you?" This question completely baffled Yu Xiaohong, who stared blankly at Wuyou.
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