Thinking of all this, Yang Wanqiu's expression softened, but she still pretended to be forlorn and said, "Speaking of which, I really envy Shuning. No matter where she is, she can live her life well. When she was in school, she had Brother Weiguo to take care of her, so no one in the school dared to bully her."
Once we got here, Brother He was there to help. It looked like he was going to chop all the firewood she needed for the whole winter.
Unlike me, the woodshed behind my house is always empty. There's no firewood left, not even enough to heat the kang (a traditional heated bed) tonight, let alone firewood for winter heating. And there's not much grain left either.
Now I've injured my leg again due to my clumsiness, and it looks like I won't be able to work before the autumn harvest. I don't know how I'm going to get through this winter.
As Yang Wanqiu spoke, she seemed to have suffered a great injustice, and large tears streamed down her fair face like they were free. Zhao Qianjin, who was standing to the side, felt heartbroken and didn't know how to comfort her.
Speaking of which, the village really considered the needs of these educated youth when building houses. They thought that most of them, who were living alone, would need to cook their own meals, so they provided a small woodshed behind each house.
However, the houses built later with the village's money were built one after another, following the houses built by Chen Shuning and Zhong Lingling.
Many houses were built, and Gu Xinyi later built her own house. This row of houses basically took up most of the backyard, because the toilet that was originally in the backyard was moved to the southeast corner of the front yard.
Therefore, unlike Chen Shuning's woodshed, which was built by Shen Dahe using all the mud bricks from his house, the woodshed of other people's houses was not a proper house that could be lived in.
Instead, there was a small woodshed simply built with wooden planks behind each house, about half the size of Chen Shuning's.
Moreover, the people living in the backyard were mostly newly arrived educated youth. They were all naive young people who had only heard that winters in Heilongjiang Province were cold, but had never actually seen how terrible winters were.
So, apart from Gao Hongyuan and Wang Zhi, the two male educated youths who always ate with Gu Xinyi and went to the mountains to collect firewood every day after work at Gu Xinyi's reminder, only Gu Xinyi, who had traveled to Xuexiang in modern times, would go to the back mountain with the old educated youths to collect firewood every day after work.
The other people's woodsheds were basically just for show; they would only collect enough wood for the day, and wouldn't take home any more than that.
So when Yang Wanqiu saw the huge pile of wood behind He Chaoyang, just thinking about how it was going to be piled up in Chen Shuning's big and sturdy woodshed made her uncontrollably jealous to the point of madness, and the words she uttered inevitably sounded a bit sour.
Zhao Qianjin, who was listening, chimed in, "Don't be sad, Wanqiu. I'm here for you! After the autumn harvest, I'll help you gather firewood on the mountain so you won't get cold this winter."
Don't worry about the food. I'll ask for a few more centimeters of work tomorrow, and I'll exchange them all for food. My family sends me five yuan every month, and I'll exchange that for food too. I promise you won't go hungry.
So, Late Autumn, um, um, could you, I mean, be my boyfriend/girlfriend? That way, I can take care of you legitimately, and no one will gossip or damage your reputation.
Zhao Qianjin's previous words had pleased Yang Wanqiu greatly, and she was still considering whether to give Zhao Qianjin a little something to make him even more devoted to her.
However, these next few words startled Yang Wanqiu, and she also withdrew her previous thoughts. She just wanted to find free labor. As a boyfriend, she would never look at a man like Zhao Qianjin, who was neither outstanding nor from an ordinary family.
Besides, all she did was smile at him and say a few more words to him than to others. At most, her attitude was a little ambiguous. For him to want to be her boyfriend is just wishful thinking.
If she really gave someone like that a taste of sweetness, she wouldn't be able to get rid of him. So after Zhao Qianjin said those words, Yang Wanqiu decisively withdrew the idea that she had just had of giving Zhao Qianjin a taste of sweetness.
Looking up in shock, she stared at Zhao Qianjin with her big, watery eyes and said incredulously, "Brother Zhao, how could you think such a thing? We've only known each other for a few days. Do you think I, Yang Wanqiu, am such a casual girl when it comes to relationships?"
As she spoke, Yang Wanqiu's eyes filled with tears again. She looked insulted and said aggrievedly, "Brother Zhao, I really misjudged you. I thought you were different from those shallow people, but I didn't expect you to be the same. You're only nice to me because of my decent appearance. Otherwise, you wouldn't have said such things to me when we had only known each other for a short time and didn't know each other well."
If that's really the case, then I'm sorry, Zhao Qianjin, we shouldn't associate with each other anymore. The man I, Yang Wanqiu, will only be someone who likes me as a person, not some shallow person who only looks at my face and wants to date me. I'm tired, Brother Zhao, you can go out now, I want to be alone for a while.”
After saying that, Yang Wanqiu didn't even look at Zhao Qianjin's reaction. She simply moved her injured leg with difficulty and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed), closing her eyes and looking extremely disappointed.
Zhao Qianjin genuinely likes Yang Wanqiu, and because many people have feelings for Yang Wanqiu, he wants to solidify their relationship as soon as possible.
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