The reason his family sent him here when they sensed the situation was not good was because his grandfather had fought in the Northeast, so he still had many old subordinates here. The secretary of the Red Flag Commune was the son of one of his old subordinates.
When he first arrived, he visited his grandfather's old subordinate and also met the secretary of the Red Flag Commune. He thought it was just a small matter of taking care of a sent-down youth, and he could just make a phone call to say so.
But when he read the rest of the letter, the familiar name instantly changed his mind. He stayed up for two nights straight to finish what he was doing, and then hurriedly asked for leave to go to the brigade where the little girl had been sent to work.
Unexpectedly, they arrived to find no one there. Upon learning that the little girl was coming to town to pick up a package, they hurriedly dragged the young soldier Shen Chunsheng, who was on leave and had just returned home, to the town's post office. However, as soon as they entered, they encountered the little girl who had bumped into them.
Touching his chest where he had just been bumped, He Chaoyang felt a strange sensation. Looking down at Chen Shuning, who was still rubbing her forehead, he asked softly, "How are you? Are you hurt anywhere?" Although he knew the little girl was alright, He Chaoyang still asked with some concern.
Chen Shuning, who thought she was definitely going to fall, did not experience the pain she had imagined. Instead, she unexpectedly heard a deep and sexy voice coming from above her.
This was unbearable for Chen Shuning, a seasoned voice enthusiast. Besides, it was his own fault for running too fast and bumping into the other person, who wasn't angry but instead cared about him.
Feeling guilty, Chen Shuning quickly replied, "It's alright, it's alright. It's all my fault for walking too fast and bumping into you. Um, could you check if you're hurt anywhere? Do you need anything...?"
Chen Shuning had only spoken halfway when he looked up and saw a familiar face. He asked in surprise, "Um, are you Brother He?"
Looking at the man in front of her, who was exactly her type, coupled with his unforgettable voice and the scene of him confronting Yang Wanqiu, it was hard for Chen Shuning to forget this man she had met once on the train.
He Chaoyang was happy to see that the little girl recognized him, after all, the two had only met a few times on the train.
The little girl remembers him, does that mean she likes him too?
Thinking of this, He Chaoyang's smile deepened unconsciously. He extended his hand and introduced himself, "Hello, Comrade Chen Shuning. I am He Chaoyang, Chen Jianjun's classmate."
Completely bewildered, Chen Shuning reflexively reached out and shook the hand of the handsome man opposite her, then said naively, "Hello, Brother He, I am Chen Jianjun's sister. Thank you again for saving me on the train."
Looking at the silly little girl, He Chaoyang smiled indulgently and explained, "We only met by chance on the train, but I later learned from Jianjun's letter that you are the sister he often mentioned, so I need to reintroduce you."
Chen Shuning was a little dazzled by the handsome man's smiling face. She really wanted to say, "Big brother, your smile is a bit unfair. My little heart can't take it, you know."
However, what she didn't know was that if someone familiar with He Chaoyang saw the smile on his face at this moment, they would find it unbelievable. After all, it's rare for the notoriously stern-faced Yama to even have an expression, let alone a smile, let alone such a doting smile. That's something they've never seen before.
In fact, although Chen Jianjun mentioned his family when he was with his classmates, he rarely did so. He especially rarely mentioned his two younger sisters in front of these male friends. He Chaoyang's words were just a cover for his illicit feelings for the girl.
However, although Chen Shuning had the original owner's memories, they were just fragments like those in a movie. She couldn't be sure if her older brother had mentioned her name in front of her classmates, so upon hearing this, she could only chuckle awkwardly to hide her guilty conscience.
The two people, each with their own thoughts, tacitly ignored the matter at the same time.
Without even looking, Chen Shuning knew her face must be very red. There was no way around it; this person was exactly her type, plus his voice was exactly what she liked, and he was looking at her with such doting eyes. Chen Shuning felt that any woman would find it hard to resist.
However, not wanting to embarrass her brother, Chen Shuning forced herself to remain calm and said to He Chaoyang, "Hello, Brother He. My brother mentioned you in his letter and told me that I must visit you when I have time. But Brother He, the oxcart in the village will be going back soon, and I still have some things to move, so I'll be leaving now."
After saying that, Chen Shuning was about to run away. Although he thought that Grandpa Yang would be waiting for him even if he went back a little later, there were many people in town today, and if that happened, Grandpa Yang would be in a difficult position. So he was really anxious.
But just as she took one step, someone grabbed the strap of her handbag.
He Chaoyang came here today specifically for the little girl, so he wasn't going to let her get away so easily. After pulling her back, he saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on the little girl's forehead and said with some heartache, "What's the rush? I came here firstly to send my comrade home, and secondly, I was asked by your brother to check on your situation in the countryside."
"The vehicle is right outside. Where are your things? I'll take them back for you later. My comrade also works in your brigade."
Is this for real? Could it be that God heard my complaints and specially sent this person to rescue me?
Chen Shuning was just worried that the oxcart wouldn't be able to carry all that stuff. After all, the autumn harvest was just around the corner, and judging from the scene at the supply and marketing cooperative, there must have been quite a few people from the village coming to town. She wasn't even sure if she could get a ride on the oxcart when she got back, let alone carry the stuff.
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