Since you can see that, you should have a better attitude. We're all here to work in the countryside, and no one is superior to anyone else. What kind of airs is Song Qinghe putting on?
It has to be said that Sun Cuiping was really overthinking things; Song Qinghe didn't mean to give her the cold shoulder on purpose.
She's just used to this way of doing things. If you force her to act all enthusiastic and talk to someone she doesn't know well, it won't work.
First of all, Song Qinghe herself felt it was very hypocritical. The two of them were not familiar with each other at all and only knew each other's names. What was there to talk about?
She has neither the desire nor the need to actively socialize.
Sun Cuiping, however, felt that Song Qinghe was deliberately putting on airs and, to put it bluntly, looking down on her.
Since they look down on her, she shouldn't bother trying to get close to them, lest she end up being disliked.
Others might not see it and think Song Qinghe was innocent, but in her eyes, all of this was clearly caused by Song Qinghe.
If it weren't for her, why would Chen Shili have taken a liking to her? If Chen Shili hadn't taken a liking to her, Wu You wouldn't have been jealous and schemed against her.
Li Dabao wouldn't have stumbled into their trap by accident; frankly, it was all Song Qinghe's fault.
A hint of resentment flashed across Sun Cuiping's eyes. When she met the scorekeeper's gaze, she quickly lowered her head and went back to her work.
Song Qinghe had no idea that she was being targeted again for these unfounded reasons.
If I had known, I would have definitely had a serious talk with her. Stop trying to pin everything on yourself, okay?
She's too small to carry such a big pot.
She's already made herself look ugly with such terrible makeup, what more do you want from her?
However, Song Qinghe was unaware of Sun Cuiping's thoughts and therefore did not argue with her.
Instead, they worked diligently and became more and more enthusiastic as they worked.
This super-strength pill is more effective than any stimulant; it was over before she even had a chance to exert herself.
Song Qinghe thought to herself with a smile that farm work didn't seem so difficult after all, and she could just treat it as a form of exercise.
Before they knew it, the afternoon had passed. By the time Lu Jinguang struck the gong and drum to announce the end of the workday, many people were already exhausted.
Especially the educated youth from the city, they had never suffered such hardship.
They all wished they could just lie down on the spot and not let anyone wake them up.
Of course, this only happens occasionally; many people still head back, since they need to consider what to eat for dinner.
Although I was staying at a villager's home, not every villager's home was willing to provide dinner.
Many people simply didn't want to serve these educated youths. If it weren't for Lu Jinguang and the policies from above, they would have been kicked out long ago.
The village had considered building a settlement for educated youth, but the higher authorities wouldn't approve it because they didn't have the money.
Song Qinghe glanced at the educated youth lying on the ground, then at the crowd walking home, and decided to follow them.
Lying here isn't a solution; we'll have to go back sooner or later anyway.
I'd rather go back, wash up, and get back to studying.
It's already Tuesday evening, and the exam starts on Saturday. I have a total of three days left.
Song Qinghe silently cheered herself up. Even if she had a magic pill, it wouldn't work. She was cheating, but she would still get blisters on her hands. There was no way to avoid it.
It's better to pass the exam. Even if it's not a permanent solution, it can at least give you a break for now.
With that thought in mind, Song Qinghe walked toward Lu Zhaolin's courtyard.
I had only taken a few steps when a shout came from behind me.
"Song Qinghe, the educated youth, you've got it—"
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