"Hey, have you heard about it? It is said that Xiao Zhiqing fell into the toilet for unknown reasons last night."

"What do you mean? How could a grown man who doesn't know he's going to the toilet fall in for no apparent reason?"

"I also heard it from the people in the Youth House. Xiao Zhiqing said that he felt like someone kicked him, but he wasn't sure. Anyway, he fell in in the end."

"Oh my, has he encountered a ghost?"

"You're right. I think it's possible. Otherwise, why didn't he tell everyone who hit him?"

"So he crawled out of the toilet by himself?"

"Isn't it?"

"All over... um... you know, even if others want to help, they dare not help, in case they get covered in it too..."

Song Fuyu secretly listened to the aunts' discussions on the side, lowered her head and concealed the smile on her face, trying her best not to let others see that she was laughing secretly.

That person clearly heard her whispering to herself when he came back from town. When I asked him, he still didn't admit it. He pretended not to hear it and turned around to ask her what she said.

As a result, before returning to the army, he actually went to the toilet to get the guy...

Originally, she wanted to see what expression Xiao Jun would have on his face today, but it turned out that he had taken a day off and didn't come to work. He must have felt too embarrassed.

..........

"Xiao Zhiqing, who did you offend?"

"Yeah, if you don't tell us, we can't help you even if we want to."

"If the other party comes to trouble you again, won't you continue to fall into the pit of dung?"

They didn't care about him falling into the pit, but they cared about him getting up after falling in. The whole Youth League compound was filled with the smell of feces and urine, which was really disgusting.

Not to mention the other female educated youth, even Cao Xiangshan, who was usually quite calm, couldn't stand it anymore.

No matter who you are, no one would be able to accept a walking pile of poop, especially if it happens irregularly.

"Don't ask me, I really don't know."

"I will definitely be careful when I go to the toilet next time. Can't I just face the direction of the door?"

"Well, you can do it yourself."

"But remember to clean up the... um... contaminated areas in the Youth Courtyard. Let's get to work."

Since he didn't say anything, they didn't plan to continue to care.

After all, they are all adults and have no relationship with us, so I can’t care so much.

"Sister Fu Yu, I secretly went to the Youth House this morning to take a look."

"Don't you find it smelly?"

"I held my handkerchief to my nose."

"So what did you see?"

"The expression on Xiao Zhiqing's face was extremely depressed. Haha, it's funny just thinking about it."

"I also glanced at Ye Feixue, and I actually saw fear on her face. I don't know if it was my illusion."

Song Fuyu curled the corner of his mouth.

Isn't it right to be afraid? After all, it was she who ordered Xiao Jun to come and cause trouble.

I don't know what Xiao Jun feels towards Ye Feixue now. If he can still do the same as before, then she might change her opinion of him.

The dog licker is desperate, and he is a talent to be able to do this. He should be taken to the research institute to study the structure of his brain and see if there is something missing.

The various jokes and gossips that happened in the Youth League Institute became the topic of conversation among the villagers during this period. However, no one would talk about Song Fuyu openly anymore. Even if they wanted to gossip, only two or three very familiar people would talk about it behind their backs and would not dare to discuss it openly.

Song Fuyu was quite satisfied with this.

No one talks behind anyone’s back, and no one doesn’t talk about others behind their back.

These things are unavoidable. As long as they don’t affect your mood, the rest are harmless.

What she is most curious about now is the situation on her godfather's side. If everything goes well, there should be some movement in the next few days.

Let’s not worry about that for now. On the day when the educated youth had a holiday, Song Fuyu rode his bicycle out early in the morning.

She must take the time to understand the details of the list that Sun Miao gave her last time.

I went to the nearest one first, which was in the alley next to the post office.

She knocked on the door and a well-dressed middle-aged woman opened it.

Song Fuyu gave a friendly smile that was awkward but polite.

"Hello, is this Comrade Ji Xia's home?"

"Yes, who are you? Do you have anything to do with our Xia Xia?"

"My last name is Song Fuyu, and I am an educated youth in Shanhe Village."

"Comrade Ji registered with Comrade Sun Miao that she wanted to make clothes. I came to ask her if she still has this idea."

"Ah, you are the friend who made clothes for Miaomiao, right? I am Xiaxia's mother. Why did you come just now? Xiaxia has been waiting for you for a while."

"Please go inside and sit down first. She has gone to the supply and marketing cooperative and should be back soon."

"Okay, that's troublesome."

"No trouble."

"Song Zhiqing, your skill in making clothes is really good, and the styles are beautiful. If I were not too old, I would like to make one for myself."

"If you want to make clothes, you don't have to make clothes like Comrade Sun's. For someone in his thirties, as long as you choose elegant and calm fabrics, the clothes you make will look good."

"Oh, you are really good at talking, my aunt is not even in her thirties. I am almost fifty."

As Mrs. Ji listened to her seemingly unintentional words, the smile on her face grew wider.

No wonder Sun Miao and Madam Sun both praised this young comrade for his ability to handle things. As expected, not only did he make beautiful clothes, but his words were also pleasant to listen to.

"Auntie, your skin is in really good condition. I thought you were only a little over 30."

Just when Mrs. Ji's smile was about to fade because of Song Fuyu's praise, Ji Xia finally came back with something in her hand.

"Mom, who are you talking to?"

"I heard your laughter from far away."

"Put your things down and come over here. Song Zhiqing is here to help you make clothes."

When Ji Xia heard that Song Fuyu was coming, she quickly put down her things and ran into the house.

"Song Zhiqing, you are finally here. You made me wait so long."

"I'm sorry, I should have come earlier, but farm work in the countryside is very busy and it's not easy to ask for leave, so I delayed it until now."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you haven't forgotten it."

"I gave you my size before, is that okay?"

“Not really.”

"I have to measure your size myself, and discuss with you what kind of clothes you like, and then tailor them to your temperament."

"If there is no prior communication, I am worried that the final effect of the clothes may not be very good."

"Yes, you are very thoughtful."

Song Fuyu chatted with her for a while, measured her size, declined their invitation to stay for dinner, and rode his bike directly to the second house.

There are a total of five business opportunities in the town. I will try to finish them all today and then go to the county to have a look next time.

I ran until almost six o'clock and it was going pretty smoothly.

Except for one person who was not at home, the other four paid the deposit, and Song Fuyu returned to the village satisfied.