Chapter 3, you remembered?
Liu Guizhi was nervous.
Su Jin's demeanor and behavior were different from usual at this moment. She stood there quietly, as if she were out of place with everything here.
Su Jin came to Daliushu Village three and a half years ago when she was sent to the countryside.
At that time, there were quite a few educated youths who came to the countryside, and the village brigade really couldn't accommodate them all, so some of them were settled in the homes of villagers.
Su Jin was then arranged to stay at her home.
Su Jin was also the prettiest among the group of educated youth who went to the countryside.
He was about 1.65 meters tall, thin but not skinny, and his skin was as white and tender as a peeled egg.
Most importantly, she was well-educated and exuded an extraordinary temperament.
When she arrived in Daliushu Village, she immediately attracted the attention of all the men.
It's no exaggeration to say that even now, Liu Guizhi still feels that Su Jin is unattainable, to the point that she would wake up laughing in her dreams.
A girl like that would never have married a villager if she hadn't had an accident three years ago that caused her to lose her memory.
By a twist of fate, Zhou and Min saved her life. She couldn't resist their constant persuasion, and also to repay their kindness, so she finally agreed.
But now that her husband Zhou Heming is dead, if she really regains her memory, and the educated youth are all looking for opportunities and ways to return to the city, how can Liu Guizhi not be terrified?
Faced with her suffocating gaze, Su Jin finally shook her head.
"No."
Liu Guizhi almost cried.
Thank goodness!
"Don't worry if you can't remember. Mom has always treated you like her own daughter. When you have some free time, write a letter to Zhenxing and urge him to come back and visit soon."
Their son is also "unpromising." They have been married for three years, but Su Jin's belly still hasn't conceived.
She still needs to have a child, otherwise she'll never feel at ease.
But thinking about it carefully, it's not entirely the son's fault.
My son is so busy with work in the military that he has only come back four times in the past three years. We see each other very little.
Su Jin nodded in agreement and then went to work.
It's freezing cold now, and this group of female educated youths have been assigned to mix wheat seeds.
As the name suggests, it involves putting equal amounts of wheat seeds into a large iron bucket with handles at both ends, adding pesticide powder, and shaking the handles to ensure that the wheat seeds are evenly coated with pesticide.
This job doesn't sound too tiring.
But cranking the iron handle in the dead of winter is not only freezing, but also has a pungent smell of pesticides, so very few people can endure it.
Su Jin has been working here for more than half a month.
"Su Jin, did you know that Cui Miao is in trouble?"
The speaker was Wang Hongying, who was in the same group as Su Jin. She was also one of the educated youth, but much older than Su Jin.
"have no idea."
Su Jin rarely takes the initiative to inquire about anyone's affairs.
Although Cui Miao was just like them, in her memory she was shrewd.
Since arriving in Daliushu Village, Cui Miao's work has always been the easiest among all the educated youth.
"You've been busy with your father-in-law's funeral these past few days, so it's normal that you didn't know. She's dead."
She died. These three words should have been the heaviest, but when Wang Hongying said them, they sounded light and airy, as if they meant nothing at all.
Su Jin was clearly taken aback, as the image of Cui Miao's young and flamboyant face immediately came to mind.
"How did he die?"
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