When Lu Chen arrived, Li Xi had already dragged Fu Tingshen away to who-knows-where. The male educated youths were all exchanging knowing glances, thinking that Fu Tingshen was so lucky to have such a beautiful woman by his side, while they themselves didn't have such good fortune.
Lin Yueze was facing the door, so Lu Chen noticed her as soon as he came in.
"Lu Chen, what's this?"
The crowd stared at the wooden bucket with some confusion.
Ye Zhiyu heard someone calling Lu Chen from the kitchen and quickly came out.
"Lu Chen? What brings you here?" He was visibly happy, a stark contrast to his demeanor when he was talking to Li Xi and Fu Tingshen earlier.
Anyone with eyes could see that the crowd's gazes were somewhat probing, and Liu Yuan instantly felt a sense of crisis, looking at Lu Chen warily.
Liu Shengnan, leaning against the kitchen doorway, rolled her eyes. This idiot, his thoughts are all written on his face.
"The wooden bucket you asked my older brother to make a few days ago is finished. I'm bringing it over to you." Lu Chen's expression softened when he saw her.
"A wooden barrel? I..."
"Oh, right, then please put it in my room for me. Come with me."
At first, Ye Zhiyu didn't react, then she suddenly remembered that she couldn't sleep that night and had told Lu Chen that she didn't have a wooden tub to take a bath.
She walked ahead, her face beaming with undisguised joy; he had taken her casual remark to heart.
Ye Zhiyu watched as Lu Chen placed the wooden bucket into the room, making the room feel a little crowded for a moment, but it wasn't a problem if Ye Zhiyu was alone usually.
Lu Chen put it down and went outside; there were too many people outside to linger.
They hadn't gone far when they stood at the door of Ye Zhiyu's room.
"Thank you, Lu Chen. By the way, how much is this? I'll give you the money, and you can give it to Brother Lu."
Lu Chen didn't want to take her money, but he was sure she would be unhappy.
"I didn't ask. I'll ask my older brother when I see him tomorrow."
Seeing her nod, Lu Chen began to recount what Lu Weimin had instructed him to do.
“They want to hold an anonymous vote, and my dad asked me to come and discuss it with you.”
Ye Zhiyu didn't care; she had plenty of ways to control the outcome. But with Lu Chen in front of her, her pretentious side came back.
Her lips pursed slightly, and she looked at him with a resentful gaze: "It's all your fault."
Seeing her like this, Lu Chen was at a loss, but there were still many people not far away, and there was nothing he could do.
He could only whisper, "What's wrong? What did I do wrong? I'll change."
Ye Zhiyu was about to suppress her laughter, so she leaned towards the wall and covered her face with one hand.
“Lu Cao stopped me yesterday, calling me a vixen, cursing me as a slut, saying I belonged to her and telling me to stay away from her. Today she’s trying to take my scorekeeper position. I’m so pitiful, all alone here, and can only let others bully me.”
In the end, they even started acting.
Actually, Lu Chen noticed something was wrong when she turned around. He knew she was being mischievous again, so he played along.
But the more he listened, the uglier his face became. Seeing her looking so sad, even though he knew she was faking it, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
Unable to restrain himself, he took a step closer to her: "Don't cry. I'll go back and tell my dad that we won't vote anymore. It was unfair of her to interfere in the first place."
Ye Zhiyu quickly turned her head away, "No, that would make things too difficult for Uncle. I was just complaining."
As he spoke, his body swayed involuntarily.
Lu Chen gazed into her eyes and brows, his deep voice ringing out: "Fine, I'll listen to you. I'm not hers, and you don't need to distance yourself from me."
"Then whose are you?" Ye Zhiyu asked instinctively.
Coming to her senses, she wished she could bite her tongue off. What kind of question was that? Yesterday, when she was arguing with Lu Cao, she said that Lu Chen was his own, and now she was talking nonsense.
Ye Zhiyu looked up, wanting to explain, but met his dark pupils. The heat in his eyes seemed to melt her; all she could see was his image.
Even though he didn't say anything, Ye Zhiyu had already figured out the answer: he belonged to her, Ye Zhiyu.
The thought flashed through Ye Zhiyu's mind, causing her to lose her composure. She lowered her head to avoid the gaze that seemed to want to draw her in, and the temperature on her face continued to rise.
Ye Zhiyu, what are you thinking about all day long?
"wait for me."
Before Ye Zhiyu could finish feeling annoyed, Lu Chen said something like this.
She looked up and saw Lu Chen give her a deep look before leaving.
Although there were only two words, Ye Zhiyu seemed to hear a thousand words in them.
Remembering that they were still making jam in the kitchen, I quickly composed myself and went over there.
Although Lu Chen and Ye Zhiyu were in everyone's sight the whole time, due to the distance, they spoke softly, and their actions were the only way to tell.
Although there were no outrageous actions, there was a subtle, rosy feeling between the two of them.
These were just their guesses; they never intended to gossip about it.
Only Liu Yuan couldn't contain himself and asked Ye Zhiyu with a forced smile, "What does Lu Chen want with you?"
Before Ye Zhiyu could answer, Liu Shengnan retorted, "What's it to you? You're just asking, why are you such a gossip?"
If the two of them say something silly or unacceptable, and Ye Zhiyu, who has no sense of propriety, blurts it out, then everything will be over.
The incident where Lu Chen almost gave away a dress and Ye Zhiyu revealed it left Liu Shengnan with psychological trauma.
Liu Yuan looked a little embarrassed: "I was just curious."
Ye Zhiyu stopped Liu Shengnan, who was about to speak, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the village secretary's daughter, Lu Cao, also wants to be the scorekeeper. We'll hold a vote tomorrow, and whoever gets the most votes will be the scorekeeper."
Show a slightly forlorn expression on your face to garner votes.
Lin Yueze frowned: "This is not fair."
"Isn't this bullying? So what if she's the village party secretary's daughter? Everyone is equal under the five-star red flag. What kind of hegemony is this?"
"Exactly, Lu Cao only went to primary school. How can he compare to Ye Zhiqing?"
"No, let's go to the captain to reason with him."
In their view, this was not just Ye Zhiyu's problem; it was an act of bullying them, the educated youth, who had no one to rely on.
They won't fall for the local bully tactics.
Besides, no one in the village was willing to take on this thankless task before, and Ye Zhiqing kindly took it on. Now that someone wants to do it, they want to kick him out. It's not that easy.
Liu Yuan was about to rush out when Lin Yueze stopped him, saying, "Don't be impulsive."
"Liu Yuan, please listen to me."
Ye Zhiyu just wanted them to stand on her side, not to cause trouble for Uncle Lu.
Liu Yuan obediently stopped. Ye Zhiyu frowned, wondering when she would have to make it clear to Liu Yuan that she didn't like him and shouldn't waste her time on him.
"Lu Chen conveyed the message from the brigade leader and the branch secretary that everyone should vote anonymously tomorrow. They came to discuss this with me, but if I disagree, it will be difficult for the brigade leader. So what I'm suggesting is that before voting tomorrow, I have a competition with her first."
Lu Cao was always thinking about grabbing this and that, but never considered whether he was capable of doing the job.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
"That's good, let's test math. Do you think people would want to entrust the task of recording work points to someone who is bad at math?"
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