To be honest, Shen Zhiqing was quite puzzled as to why Chen Dongze suddenly caught a severe cold before his physical examination.
The weather has been neither too hot nor too cold lately, and he suddenly caught a cold, especially a severe one, which made him really understand what caused it.
Chen Dongze lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) in his dormitory and fell asleep without realizing it. He was unaware of the argument between Song Jiaojiao and He Xiaomiao, and even less aware that he was involved in it.
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When the work bell rang in the afternoon, Song Jiaojiao, while the other educated youths left the educated youth compound in twos and threes, remained in her dormitory, calmly tidying herself up.
About ten minutes later, she looked in the mirror, nodded in satisfaction at her current appearance, and thought about putting her plan into action soon.
Just then, footsteps came from outside the dormitory door, and then the door was pushed open from the outside.
"Didn't you go to work?"
Upon seeing Zheng Qiuwen standing outside the door, Song Jiaojiao's expression immediately turned very unpleasant.
Does this mean the male lead can only be the female lead?
She had made all the preparations, just waiting to consummate her marriage with Chen Dongze. At that point, Chen Dongze wouldn't be able to refuse to marry her; otherwise, he would be burdened with a terrible crime and taken away to be "eaten up."
Faced with life and death, she believed that Chen Dongze would definitely register their marriage and become a legally protected couple.
Even if the Chen family dislikes him, they will still accept her as their daughter-in-law!
But what's the meaning of Zheng Qiuwen's appearance at this moment?
Is he here to ruin her plans and rescue his own official partner?
"I wasn't feeling well, so I asked the captain for half a day off."
After casually replying to Song Jiaojiao, Zheng Qiuwen walked to her bunk, took off her shoes, and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed).
"Who are you trying to fool? I can tell you're obviously trying to avoid work!"
Song Jiaojiao said coldly, "You were fine this morning, but suddenly felt unwell this afternoon. I advise you to go to work as soon as possible, or I'll tell the team leader that you're faking illness to avoid labor!"
"Do whatever you want, but please don't talk to me now!"
Zheng Qiuwen's voice was tinged with sobs.
Song Jiaojiao naturally noticed, and she immediately became interested: "You're crying." She used a direct statement.
Zheng Qiuwen did not respond.
"If I remember correctly, you were notified by the brigade's loudspeaker to pick up your mail at the brigade headquarters around lunchtime. Could there be something wrong with that letter? Or to be more precise, has something happened to your family?"
Song Jiaojiao's tone revealed obvious schadenfreude.
Zheng Qiuwen seemed not to hear what Song Jiaojiao was saying, and lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) silently shedding tears.
"Could it be that one of your parents has passed away? If you don't say anything, could it be that one of your siblings died in an accident?"
Song Jiaojiao was deliberately provoking Zheng Qiuwen, hoping that the other party would have a big fight with her and run away from the educated youth compound, so that she could continue her plan.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Qiuwen wiped away her tears, suddenly sat up, and glared at her: "Your family just died, Song Jiaojiao. No wonder you're not very popular in the educated youth compound. I see now. You're a very annoying person, especially your mouth. You can't even speak human language!"
"Hey! You finally spoke up!"
Song Jiaojiao didn't care that her family was being cursed. In her heart, neither her biological parents nor her adoptive parents were her family, so why would she care whether they were alive or dead?
Zheng Qiuwen pursed her lips and stared straight at Song Jiaojiao without saying a word. Song Jiaojiao suddenly laughed and said, "I was just joking with you. Don't take it seriously or think I'm deliberately trying to make things difficult for you."
After a pause, Song Jiaojiao continued, "Zheng Qiuwen, I'm not lying to you. I saw you looked upset when you came into the dorm, and then I heard you crying, so I wanted to cheer you up."
But I've never been good with words. I meant well by trying to distract you, but I ended up making you angry instead. I'm so sorry!
You think I'd believe that!
Zheng Qiuwen remained expressionless and said, "Song Jiaojiao, I don't care what your purpose is, I just hope you won't talk to me anymore."
"Okay, okay, I got it. You can continue being sad. I'm going to the kitchen."
Song Jiaojiao left those words behind, then walked out of the dormitory and headed to the kitchen.
Although the kitchen in the educated youth compound looked simple, it was about twenty square meters in size. Apart from the space occupied by the stove, cutting board, and water tank, most of it was used as a dining hall for the educated youth to eat.
At that moment, Song Jiaojiao scooped two ladles of water into the pot, then put the food she had prepared for Chen Dongze into the pot. Afterward, she glanced outside the kitchen door, saw nothing unusual, and immediately stopped hesitating.
Yes, she was still a little hesitant when she added water to the pot, afraid that things wouldn't turn out the way she expected.
But there's no turning back now, and with the new idea that suddenly popped into her head in the dorm, Song Jiaojiao felt even more confident.
So, we took decisive action!
She pulled a paper packet from her pocket, and while keeping an eye on the movement outside the kitchen door, she quickly opened the packet and poured the powder inside—whose ingredients were unknown—on top of the chicken stew that was about to be heated in the pot.
"Don't blame me, I can only use some tricks to be with you."
With a silent murmur, Song Jiaojiao picked up her chopsticks and stirred the stew, her eyes filled with determination.
Seven or eight minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
Song Jiaojiao extinguished the still-burning firewood in the stove, got up, casually straightened her clothes, and prepared to proceed with her next plan.
“Zheng Qiuwen, I just heated up some stew for Chen Dongze in the kitchen. My stomach hurts so much right now and I need to go to the bathroom. Could you please take the stew out of the pot and bring it to Chen Dongze? He's been sick lately and hasn't been eating properly. This stew will help him recover.”
Once Chen Dongze has eaten the stew Zheng Qiuwen served him, and he notices that something is wrong with his body, she will find a reason to call Zheng Qiuwen away, and then use the excuse of being concerned about whether something happened to Chen Dongze in the dormitory. At that time, her plan will definitely be a great success!
"You can serve it yourself, I'm not in the mood right now."
Zheng Qiuwen lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), her voice hoarse and muffled, clearly indicating that she had been crying for quite some time. She didn't even raise her head to respond, obviously not wanting to help Chen Jiaojiao.
"My stomach is really upset right now, Zheng Qiuwen, I'm begging you, please?"
Song Jiaojiao wasn't about to let Zheng Qiuwen take the blame. Her tone was pleading, but Zheng Qiuwen remained silent. Song Jiaojiao was furious, but she tried her best not to show it.
"If I remember correctly, you were bitten on the ankle by a snake that darted out of the bushes on your way back to the dormitory after work. Chen Dongze disregarded his own safety and gave you emergency treatment, and then carried you to the brigade clinic as quickly as possible."
Although everyone later learned that the snake that bit you wasn't poisonous, the fact remains that Chen Dongze saved you that time. Now, I'm just…
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