What is she hiding?
Rong Zhaonan stroked the machete in his hand thoughtfully.
...
In another room, several female educated youths huddled together and whispered among themselves.
"Ning Yuan is shameless. She cheated on you and still dares to slander you..." Huang Xuehong cursed angrily.
"Never mind." Tang Zhenzhen shook her head, looking understanding.
She lowered her eyes: "Ning Yuan's thinking is backward. She's given up on herself and is associating with bad elements. We should just ignore her."
In the small group of female educated youth, Tang Zhenzhen was always the leader. She could easily isolate or make trouble for anyone she wanted.
Huang Xuehong pouted: "Zhenzhen, you have such a good temper. Ning Yuan used to follow you around like that, but now she dares to get angry with you."
Tang Zhenzhen glanced at the curtain of the storage room, a cold glint flashing in her eyes: "It's alright, we're all comrades."
Ning Yuan bit her so hard today, and the score hasn't been settled yet, not to mention she dared to expose her feelings for Li Yan to her face just now.
If word gets out that she's dating someone here, what if it prevents her from returning to the city?
She was determined to teach that bitch Ning Yuan a lesson!
Tang Zhenzhen's eyes darted around, and she made up her mind about a wicked idea.
...
Ning Yuan didn't sleep well all night, constantly dreaming about the modern era and her time as a sent-down youth.
She also dreamed that someone was always watching her every move from the shadows.
It wasn't until she woke up and looked at the dilapidated former youth settlement that she realized she had truly returned to decades ago.
Yesterday, she made a choice that would change the course of her life—marrying Rong Zhaonan.
But nobody knows whether this is a good choice or a bad one.
"Sigh..." Ning Yuan rubbed her temples and sighed.
She glanced at the other three beds, which were already empty. The three women had gone to work, and no one had called her.
Ning Yuan didn't care. She had planned to ask the team for leave today to get a marriage introduction letter anyway, so she would just let them deduct her work points.
She sat up expressionlessly and began to get dressed.
She couldn't stay at the educated youth settlement anymore, not to mention what other bad ideas they might have. Just seeing Tang Zhenzhen and the others made her feel nauseous.
After a quick wash, Ning Yuan packed her clothes, enamel cup, towel, and toothbrush in her old suitcase.
My stomach started growling.
In this day and age, food and drink are scarce, and she didn't eat much last night.
Ning Yuan opened the cupboard, intending to make some pickled vegetables and cook some thin porridge herself.
But when her gaze fell on Tang Zhenzhen's bed, she immediately narrowed her eyes.
She closed the broken cupboard, then unceremoniously dragged out Tang Zhenzhen's suitcase and opened it directly.
He pulled out a square red biscuit box from under two layers of clothing.
Inside was a large portion of a paper-wrapped bag of biscuits, six or seven White Rabbit milk candies, and a brand-new five-yuan bill.
Tang Zhenzhen cherished these biscuits and candies, as they were rare items sent from Shanghai.
Ning Yuan unceremoniously filled her lunchbox with some hot water and ate it with biscuits.
She wasn't embarrassed at all; these were all sent to her by her cousin, and Tang Zhenzhen had coaxed her into giving them away.
The educated youth had no relatives or friends in the village, so in order to fit in with Tang Zhenzhen's small group, she often voluntarily "paid tribute" to them.
But now that she's determined to "settle down" in the village and break ties with Tang Zhenzhen, what's the point of her to endure it?
After eating four or five cookies to soothe her stomach, she packed the remaining cookies and candy into her suitcase.
She carried her bedding, dragged her suitcase and a thermos, and went out the door, heading towards the dilapidated cowshed where Rong Zhaonan lived.
At this early morning, the villagers and the educated youth were all out working.
Rong Zhaonan's dilapidated cowshed was located in a remote area at the foot of the mountain, and he didn't encounter a single person along the way.
This relieved Ning Yuan; she didn't want to hear people making sarcastic remarks about her first thing in the morning.
As she walked along a forest path carrying her old suitcase, a figure suddenly appeared and blocked her way.
Ning Yuan frowned as she looked at the newcomer: "Wang Jianhua, what are you doing here? Get out of the way!"
Wang Jianhua had a long face, a middle-parted hairstyle, and wore gray-blue overalls and an old cotton shirt, looking like a respectable person.
He stared intently at Ning Yuan, filled with jealousy and hatred: "You were so eager to go and live with that bad guy? Of all the people you could sleep with, why did you have to sleep with someone like that?"
His vulgar language disgusted Ning Yuan.
She looked at him coldly: "Isn't this what you wanted? Now I definitely won't get a job offer, what else do you want?"
Wang Jianhua's face fell, and he glared at her fiercely: "Isn't it because you don't want to date me? If you wanted to date me, I wouldn't treat you like this. Wouldn't it be better if we went back to the city together?"
Ning Yuan said with disgust, "I'd rather date a dog than someone as disgusting as you!"
If she can't have him, she'll destroy him. This kind of despicable man disgusts her no matter what!
As she spoke, she began to carry her luggage around him.
But the next moment, as she passed by, Wang Jianhua suddenly grabbed her and roughly dragged her into the nearby woods—
"Since you've already slept with someone like Rong Zhaonan, why don't you sleep with me too!"
This little bitch, he pursued her with all his heart, but she slept with Rong Zhaonan, a reformed youth, and then wanted to marry him.
Women are so damn cheap; whoever they sleep with becomes devoted to them!
Ning Yuan turned pale with fright and struggled desperately, crying out, "Wang Jianhua, let go! Hooliganism is punishable by death!"
Wang Jianhua sneered and reached out to cover her mouth: "Yesterday, everyone knew you were a slut who slept with anyone. Do you think anyone would believe you if you said you were raped by the model youth in my team who was just awarded the title of 'Advanced Individual'?"
As he spoke, he pressed Ning Yuan to the ground.
Ning Yuan was furious, trembling with nausea. That beast…
The box lay to one side, its contents scattered all over the ground, and the small hair-cutting scissors were nearby.
She gripped a small pair of scissors in her hand, her eyes filled with hatred, and raised her hand to stab Wang Jianhua.
But someone was faster than her.
With a loud "bang!" accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, Wang Jianhua screamed as he was kicked away.
"ah!!"
The next moment, Wang Jianhua was swiftly and cleanly thrown away, then rolled down the ditch on the right side of the woods.
His head slammed against a rock with a thud, and he let out a muffled groan as he passed out in the ditch.
A tall figure stood against the light in front of Ning Yuan, the sunlight casting a cold golden hue over his form.
Ning Yuan stared at him blankly: "Rong... Rong Zhaonan?"
"Are you alright?" The man's cold, razor-sharp gaze fell upon her, and Ning Yuan instinctively shrank back.
It was a chilling, malevolent aura... the kind of aura that only those who have seen blood and taken many lives possess.
She had seen this kind of menacing aura in a Vietnam War veteran in her past life—
The veteran snapped the necks of three armed robbers in a few moves.
"Get up?" Rong Zhaonan reached out his hand to her, his long, slender arm, with its smooth muscles, was full of explosive power beneath his rolled-up sleeves.
Ning Yuan instinctively flinched.
It's a kind of instinctive fear that humans have when facing a predator that's like a wild beast.
She didn't dare to take his hand, and hurriedly got up, her face pale: "I...I'm fine...I'm fine on my own."
He was clearly very capable, so why was he drugged by Wang Jianhua, and why didn't he fight back when the villagers tried to beat him?
In his past life, he was also blinded in one eye.
Rong Zhaonan watched as the little girl in front of him looked like a rabbit seeing a wolf, and he curled the corner of his lips.
Weren't you quite bold and calm last night?
She was so fierce just now, daring to poke the person who wanted to humiliate her with scissors, but she's scared of him now?
It's because she's naturally quite perceptive.
Or was it because she harbored unfathomable intentions and already knew his background and past identity that she was afraid?
An unfathomable light flashed in Rong Zhaonan's deep eyes behind his black-rimmed glasses.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, seemingly unintentionally pulling her into his arms with a clever tug.
"Uh—" Ning Yuan froze.
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